surprise-surprise sergeant carter

‘SURPRISE-SURPRISE, SERGEANT CARTER’
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME
Datfile 071908.314.55 --- Transmission Commences:


If I say, ‘WOW’ B4 the start, I might get both New York City on edge as well as the Atlantic city Beach Patrol, all in league with Governor Corzine, 2 make my life a major living hell. I thought Gomer, that the week of the 12th through the 18th would B the worst and then some back off, but as the old eighties hair commercial with the beauty queen shown frowning close up, would say so perfectly, WRONG!!!!!!!!!! Well forget Evie, what, and other great ads of those times 4 hair shampoos, this is DEAD SERIOUS SMELLY STUFF. No gas me’s, no Gaines, and no games.

I am under a brutal trucking assault that began shortly into this morning, say between about 1 & 2. And who is doing this, well, gee and gash, Pile, and gollllyy Sergeant freaking Carter, USMC, I wonder if any of U out in Cyber land can guess this 2B the wonderful and wuvewee MILITUFORCE OTAMITE SCUM OF THE MICK MO. They hit me with a horrendous health attack first, that no regular mortal could survive through and then on top of that they made conditions beyond putrid hell at my job all night rock chucking long, and then starting at 5:55, my major aerial siege began, first with the crash level dive bombing double decker spray plane, and he was also up there at half a minute shy of midnight, and he is on video both times, with night infrared lens. Then within a few minutes, super nasty chem trinitrailing began, only without the asterisk Briggbase design of the Star of Bethlehem. Go to these 2 great sites if U think I am such a lunatic: www.chembuster.com and www.chemtrailcentral.com and there R many other real good sites on this very serious nasty subject, yes friends and fiends, Morians and Lessians alike, THE MISTS R HERE, C www.morianity-foundatikon.com, and click into the music and then onto the hyperlink WMP recording of my copyrighted in 1997 song, called “Don’t Hide, U can’t Hide”. Yes Robert Costello and Dan Curtis tried 2 expose these awful frightening Leviathan cultists in a fictional way as I did with my 1994 copyrighted book called THE PERMISSION BARRIER. But people laughed and enjoyed this as fiction, or [thought that they lied]. There show was killed shortly thereafter, or as my lyrics puts it, “Their voice soon gone, their future fried, oh the mists R here”. U all want 2C this as the ravings of a deluded nut case, then UB my guest, and when your kids and their kids R all dying from unknown sicknesses, and rages and weird mental conditions R visiting the streets of our cities 1000 times worse than today’s gun violence, then U WILL BELIEVE ME AND IT WILL BE, AS MC PUTS IT QUITE ELOQUENTLY, 2 LATE. Yes by all means buy her great Einstein compact disc and listen 2 what the great MC says, but B careful, this is no regular mortal being, and U must realize this as U carefully listen 2 all that she has 2 say, and yes, she is my special queen, and I think she remembers quite a lot of things, and here is YI think this. I lost consciousness 4 maybe twenty minutes or so shortly after arriving at work, hay sue me. I was back in 1978 at a home I was renting in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG. The home was decorated differently, and yet I knew exactly where I was. The Viqueens were all jammed into one of the rooms that was larger than the way it was back on the waking world. The front door opened, and Queen Mariah walked in and smiled and sat down. Then Lottery Cat suddenly walked out of another room and into the living room and jumped on Mariah’s lap and started meowing a bunch of private-cosmically-coded numbers by saying name-number words, just as he will do in the waking world, as I was thinking, two years from now. Mariah petted him a few times and he got quiet and just looked over at me, and then told me without meowing, that Mary Carter Paints had my address here on Hillcrest Avenue in their computer files at their front or dummy company known as Resorts International Hotel and Casino in Atlantic city. Then I remembered how while playing roulette one day in 1983, they indeed after I gave a pit boss my last name And date of birth, said to me “do I live at this address”, giving it out loud from across the table?, and I responded, no, this is from years ago, how did U get that? They, and this is waking world, not the dream now, said 2 me that the people that owned the house, the Crissafulli mob family, they did not say exactly that of course, but said that they had sons that were in their ’organization’, Mark and Mathew. Hay, nice biblical names Harriet Rohr. Then I remembered an extremely strange thing that Mark said 2 me when he drove over 2 my home 2 pick up a letter that was addressed to his old address, as his dad Tony was now renting this home 2 my mom and me. The letter that I opened accidentally in haste and realized it was from the then, Bank Of New Jersey, telling him he is very delinquent in his loan and needs 2 pay up. I apologized 4 opening it and he calmly said a very strange thing 2 me and I can quote it all these years later, “Mark, right, U know I’m Mark and we both share the same name, cool, huh, hay don’t sweat it, I’m not gonna, life is an illusion man, it really is just lots of programmed bits of information from a mind somewhere out beyond us all”. I said something along the lines of yeah, but I’d contact the bank if I were U. He laughed and said, “Reality is only shifting bits from higher minds and my dad knows people that can alter reality by doing this from a far away place“, I jokingly said, he must have a seat on Wall Street’s stock exchange, and he looked at me like big whoop 2 that, and said, “nope, what I’m talkin makes that or anything look like kids in a sandbox”. With a small less far out back and forth lines between us he was out the door, and this was the one and only time that I ever saw or spoke with this young man, we both were about 23 at the time. 30 years has since ticked away. Suddenly, the dream again, Queen-M said to me, “Dya remember what your guest in here said 2U that day”? Then in a quick flash, I did, in the dream, and said, YES! She told me she remembers most of her dealings with me both in the sixties as well as some when I was King David. Then she said that Paula King is related 2 me closer than I know, and this is all part of how and Y we made Earthly contact on Tennessee Avenue in the 1960’s. She said that in this shift of the hyperspace now, she has a daughter, and she is the mother of the new computers of tomorrow. Sort of a blending of technology with the old ways of Merlin the wizard. She went onto tell me that Magnesonic was a very bad invention that I used 2 injure and murder many people with, and 4 that, my punishment was 2 lose the chance of having her with me directly, again. She told me that the god, Marathas from the Great Ring River, far away from Province Olympia, whom I met in human-aware body at the Griffin Pipe company of Florence, New Jersey, was totally correct when he said 2 me that I have been a tyrant every time I dren into phase two in the masculine. She told me that my music message will B huger than I can imagine both on Earth and many colonies beyond 4 more than a thousand years, but in my life time, I can think of myself as Vango, and she smiled and made a cool slashing sound, and pretended she was cutting off her ear. She even told me that this is Y the phase 4 parts of the Lambrigg Cult, chose the plots and characters 2 come through in the mind of novelist James Patterson, just as they had. She reminded me the name of the book was indeed, LIFEGUARD. This was back in the days when the Chief of the AC Beach Patrol had just become Atlantic city’s new Mayor. She said that Paula King has no daughter here in my waking world, and that when I wake up, I need 2 get “the daughter in Egg Harbor City” 2 help U with your computer, otherwise, she can no longer indirectly interact with me. I reminded her that I had no way of knowing Magnesonic was real and that I was playing a game, as she and all the Millionth Council all R so fond of endlessly doing. She then ended the dialogue with me by saying that it matters not that I did not know, and on the night of August 15, 1986, I empowered an image object of Sarah Krassle, smashed it in my basement, and that Dave and I took it down 2 MacAfee’s Long Beach Island, and buried it in the sands of HER OCEAN. This reprehensible thing was so bad she said, and Y would I want 2 do it in the first place? I kept saying as the scene sort of faded out and even into my waking, “I didn’t know, I didn’t mean to” saying and repeating this over and over. Then I was suddenly fully awake, and the horrendous night began from there, the sky and body attack, every son of a female dog that has messed with me at one time or another, all kicked in together in sort of a major-fixed-reality-program of horrors and hellishness. The body attack was so brutal, that when the jerk (opposite of on) that was riding his motor cycle persecuted me when he drove in, gunning his dirt bag bike right at me and smirking, I left 90 minutes early, and do not give a rats glass if they want 2 freaking fire me, go ahead and trucking fire me, as then, I will sue and claim ear damage. I will go 2 court and file plaintiff papers and have the company and the employee directly served as litigants. U think I’m playing, fire my butt hole!!!!!! This has been the worst Saturday of my life, and 2 straight super beyond trucking unfathomable WOMO DEATH-SIEGE on back2 back Saturdays, last one with the electricity’s first of the 4 outages.

Let me add some facts that I have been saving 4 the return of the EVIL EMPIRE or the ALEE persecuting me at maximum wattage again, as they were a bit better when their dirt ball Dow Jones nosedived, but the last 3 freaking days it rallied back 2 back 2 back, and these diseased sleaze R gonna murder me, and the New Jersey State authorities will all B totally complicit in MY MURTDER, for disbelieving me and when I am found dead tonight, U all will B very trucking sorry, as this world will really begin 2 collapse then buddy-boy Arch. First, my special-ed school was called Bancroft of Haddonfield, New Jersey, USAESMWG. The PCN of BANCROFT is 871, and so is mine. The recording artist that sang the tune in 1969, JAM UP AND JELLY TIGHT, is named Tommy Roe. His PCN is 871. Adding any 2 or even all 3, and compatibility is there, 75% on any 2-match, and 25% when all 3 match out. I attended the school in 1969 and this was my first full year, basically in Misses Marola’s class. She talked about the year 2000 which was forever away in the minds of teenagers, and as though it was something she was either connected with or personally knew about. But as 4 the song, the connection 2 Sarah Krassle is both in her lyrics out in infinity, LOIS FOCA, as well as my strange supernatural attraction to both this song, and her, that right now time will simply not permit me 2 even make the attempt 2 explain. Now 4 Tony Braxton, another recording artist, that telephoned my house or someone did, as I have documented photos of my caller ID box, as well as a confirmation from a source that 4 now will go un-named that this naturally unlisted number indeed was hers. B4 this happened in 1998 about 10 years ago as I pen this, I had recently moved a few months back from my death house as I have termed it, in Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG on Harvard Avenue at #112, that I sold 2 a Claudio Forte’ at a 30 thousand dollar loss, 2 get away from the President of Frank Sinatra’s fan club, my neighbor from across the street, and Frankie Publicpiss and I go way back 2 the Dangerfield duby-duby-do days, strange as that may sound, day or night. While I was still there in this nightmare right in the time frame where Queen M sent me 2 letters in a dream, which were empty, but had the meaning of TWO LETTERS, her initials of MC. There was an evil witch from Glendora, NJUSAWESMWG that had frightening vicious supernatural powers, I know this 4 a fact, and she was a thief and a crook just out to take money from vulnerable prey such as I was during my frantic search 2 locate Sarah Krassle on the human world. She stole 9,200 dollars, conning me out of using credit cards to pay her cash to find Sarah. She was right about the prison thing that she told me, and this is way 2 complex 4 further exploration right now, but she insisted that Tony Braxton was dead set on talking 2 me about something very important and related to all of this, and she said she will call some day. She did. It is prior blogged, and my blog did not include that she called again, or someone from her number did, the night my mother died, and said we both would die if we kept looking 4 her. Mom died in her sleep that night and I found her at 4 or so the next morning when I woke up, I had night hors then as I do now, just was not employed at the time. Now I have no Earthly way 2 really explore this, but I will bet a billikon dollars that Tony and Queen-M knew about me back in the nineties, Y would cousin Carey come 2 Haddonwood, and Y would I dream about receiving 2 magical letters from her, I do not even listen 2 music. My life is pure hell, I have no time 2B a fan of every beautiful rock star on the planet, besides that’s kids stuff. As I was working out the Gawnum 4 my school and Tommy Row, the attack that all ready was bad, exacerbated to levels that go beyond credible and even surreal. This is something I have noticed about this fixed bits of reality program or as I called it in the nineties speaking of which/witch, the hologram around me. After all, any one can plainly C that a big bubble is there no matter where U stand. It is highest at the top and comes down all around us extending 5-15 miles depending on vantage points and visibility factors. All I know is that since I have met Sarah and her gang on the great ALL MIGHTY 10 AVENUE, in America’s favorite playground, things have fallen into precise patterns that endlessly continue, with seemingly blocked and totally unalterable destinies. Also, my life, hard as I try to run away and escape it, centers forever around this sick twisted EW, or entertainment industry, a mirrored reflection of human beings, and in reality, the Lambrigg Cultists of the Astral Plane, or those in it that wish 2 enter into our reality in a way that violates LAWTRONICS, and forces them to enter in as PHASE-4-BEINGS. State Police swished back and forth all night, they may B onto the fact that I am in some grave freaking danger, but they made their presence known 2 me all throughout my work shift. Little do they realize, that U cannot stop Briggers, or Death, or any invisible to the 5 human senses type of things. I could gross U all out with a revolting and scary story but just know that doctors 2 and 3 hundred years ago did not wash their hands and would scoff and laugh U out of your chair if U tried 2 tell them of the invisible world of germs and viruses. Entire realities R moved, switched, created, altered, messed with, and all totally covertly and invisibly as any germ works 3 make U sick or any cancer cell works 2 take your life, no 5 senses of any mortal can this this happening. But believe me 2B a raving madman lunatic if that helps U remain all cushy cozy in your whittle comfort zone of denial. There is no end or death or oblivion, and things realer than anything g observable with senses, R all around us all and every microsecond of your entire lives, they R there, not only watching, but controlling, living out their dreams and fantasies through their robotic other halves, us, this is what BRIGGERS do!!!!!!! I am ill and need 2 leave this MW4 a little rest and sleep, please help me great Queen, 990990990990990.

GOOGLE AND SATELLITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, AND KING-SOIFER WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2293, this is all voluntarily sworn testimony, all truth, totally, nothing but the absolute truth from the keyboard and mind of Michael Wayne Mountainpen. Under perjury penalties and charges, I take an oath 2 the United States, and 2 my great Scylla Goddess, the great ALL MIGHTY SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE, or GOD as mortals say, that none of this is delusional or fictional or any way a lie or attempt by me to muttle and confuse the population of the world. I am the one who is abdicated as 2Y she cannot forgive me totally, I did not know what I did with Maggie in 1986, it was a game no differently than all of the gods and goddesses R playing, and always have been and will B. My father knew a man named Kirtland from the Baton Rouge, LAUSAESMWG area. I know that they did an unauthorized dive on Mel Fishers boat once and got shot at. The FBI has photos of this as well as jobs they sent my dad on themselves. I know about all of this. I know that Spain and Portugal sent great vessels in the 16th and 17th centuries to South America 2 explore and confiscate great treasures unimaginable even to the great Donald Trump. I also know that he was unable to keep the chain and that somehow the magic shop down there sold this to a BRIGGER who came here as a BIG BROTHER as in the BB Organization, and from there, all of this mess was set into play, just as U would throw a CD on and hit play, and out comes music, no different, not at all, Pansy Faye.

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