Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Mountainpen, " COME FORTH", and there was good light

“Mountainpen, COME FORTH, and there was good light”
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I took the pills last night and the next thing I knew, I was aware that I was standing at an Atlantic city roulette wheel, and a pit boss with my dad’s name, WAYNE, was there, and the beautiful dealer not at the wheel at the time who I met years ago and had started when gambling first came to sin city, named Mashell, a tall and extremely gorgeous and luscious female African American employee of the Resorts Hotel since it first opened, and is every bit as adorable today as she was a quarter century ago, sort of like Angie on AMC, walked by me and said hello and asked me if any of my numbers were coming up as I was watching only, and not actually playing. I told her they indeed were, as I always split zeros during betting progressions, and was in the middle of a hypothetical event of doing this and came popped the double zero. It was right up 4 her 2C on the rectangular display board. Then I was dreaming that a number 11 had come out only it was displayed twice, like Jane Fonda was rigging the reader sensor that tracks the wheel and displays the number digitally on this rectangular box now at all of the Jersey casinos 2 my best knowledge. Then I distinctly remember Gawky’s system losing shortly after with 5 missed numbers on his 24 thing that I told U all about on several recent prior blogging texts. Then I remember walking down 2C my Atlantic Ocean, the beautiful Sarah-Stacey, or the energy she traversed half a billion miles of solar system space 2 land into from her origin, where she hails from at the start of her dreaming into this material realm, we call this the planet Jupiter. I knew all about this as early as the late 1980’s, long B4 the space craft that proved indeed that a lightning goddess lived on Jupiter, translation, there was lightning activity on the planet Jupiter, with the huge mid nineties incident with not Mayor Levy and not my landlord, Shoemaker. Then I remember being back again at the wheel and this time the Gawky 24 system again lost, wow, 2 straight total losses. Then I saw a very tall girl standing near me at the wheel that I only just then noticed, and as long as she remained there, the wrong patterns of numbers continued 2 come out. Then I walked away and thought I fell down and hit my head and got up woozy and lightheaded, but realized that I did not fall or get up, nor was I dreaming, and that I went somehow from taking the overdose last night into suddenly just being there and aware that I was indeed in Atlantic City with both Ann Silva and daut-Dawnie. I got more awake as time went on, and realized that Donna Summer had retraced me AGAIN, the one up in the 2290’s, not the one living in the 21st century. As long as players with Flyers tea shirts, Jimmy’s with tires, giant and tall girls, and all other things that oppress and bother me, R there 2 bring my magnetics or LUCK-FACTOR, down, I cannot ever hope 2 win, and this is YI have been stopped from winning and how, after October the 29th, of 1986, in the night that the famous Trump Castle crushed me forever into a hell nightmare that is still ongoing and will B throughout fucking infinity. Today, the Castle is still the same building, merely called Trump’s Marina, a removed history marker that this time, works PERFECTLY INTO MY FAVOR, as Mariena-Carlittia Krassle, wife as we would perceive this on mortal realms, no one is given in marriage or married in the great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, C the King James Holy Bible, and read what I say 4 yourself, it all is totally true and accurate. Sarah-Stacey doesn’t echo me, I am merely echoing my All Mighty Teen Queen, SSJKK-PIMC. Remember how I told all of U when early in this miserable jit bag century I worked 4 ASSHOLES-ASSETS PROTECTION, INC, and they sent me 2 the famous Bucks County, Pennsylvania landfill in Tullytown and Fallsington, in PAUSAESMWG? Remember how I played paper-roulette at this job post, and would lose every time I got harassed by suck off motor sickies or aerial persecution or the bright blinding sunshine would break out of the cloud cover 2 annoy me, and then how I’d concentrically begin winning all over again each time these negative events would break off, and over and over fucking again theis pattern would endlessly keep repeating until I eventually just stopped playing, and this was not an isolated time, but on dozens of different days there and games played, this is indeed how the CASINOS CHEAT, forget motherboards, that is all bull shit, they R not about 2 ever risk losing their operating licenses 2 make billions of USD profit by out in the open types and ways of cheating the players, but cheating overtly and covertly, YES THEY DO, asnd I can swear 2 this. I went from death 2 life, again, thanx 2 Donna Retracer Scummerdiva. There is much 2 say, persecution is off the scale horrific from MILITUFORCE, it never has been this bad, and California is just about 2 forever fucking slip below the sea line, mark my words China-Quakers!!!!! END-TRAN:

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