MY REAL LIFE ENDED A LONG TIME AGO

B4I cut and paste, the Comcast Cable Company knew nothing about last night's attack on me, if they R telling it straight, Congressman Lobiondo. Now 2 the CAP:

“My Real Life Ended A Long Time Ago”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995
DATFILE: 100880.917.5555555555555
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I will oper with a real SOSO-WEIN, or same old same old-what else is knew? When Dawn the mighty Terra-King was in the rehab clinic and the county jail B4 that, I was good enough 2B appreciated, and yes used, by her mom and her, and now my role has diminished 2 the slave/chuffer, as well as someone 2B laughed at and mocked and ridiculed and scrutinized. They have me in prison, and no one will believe me, not a soul. And this is the will of some benevolent supreme entity huh, well, this shellfish is not buying into this fucking bullshit any fucking longer, sorry! I have gone far beyond out of my way 2B a friend and a giver 2 these bastard welfare rats that R milking the system, and to my knowledge R in violation of 3 dozen state and federal laws. On top of this new totally horrible problem that I have inherited as a direct result of starting a blog called the Morianity Bible at the Hammonton Branch of the Atlantic County Library several years ago, in no way have I lost a bit of all my previous and ever existing hellishness, my enemies, WOMO, BRIGGERS, OTAMM, LAMISTS, SATANIC FORCES, ROSE SHAKESPEARE, hello again and I bid U a very polite Tommy Rowe ado. Well surfers wipe out drums making me flip side dizzy notwithstanding, as well as Trinitrail, chains, secret boxes in apartment closets, spurious bizarre friends that come over 2 visit one teen 2 another at 1 AM knowing exactly well that no guardian or parent was there as if by pure Copperfieldism, and stealing dream giver goddesses that never disappear or die, or fade away with the old soldiers, and that merely transport themselves life to life up the coast of New Jersey All the way to Sammyville, my 7th grandfather’s town that was named after him. None of U reading this now or ever, 500 years from now even, have a clue what all of my hell is really all about, how much it hurts, and the extent of my suffering and agonizing continual fucking pain. U will never ever have clue number one times ten to the power of negative 1000, what I am being forced 2 suffer through and eternally endure, as a result of this out of control teenager in an upline arcade. I try very hard not 2 ever think in a box or B narrow minded, and I know I am not a bias thinking person, or if I were many persons from the state of Oregon during the approximate time of the disco years and high interest rates, I guess I could quite appropriately well and accurately state, that I am definitely not poly bias, but seriously Lawn Mower trashy landscaper man, I know what I know, and only this makes sense. Only this could ever hope 2 explain an otherwise totally unexplainable shituation. No Mr. Software gates, U need not respell the word 4 me, thank U. They can persecute me with their evil military power all they want, but it goes beyond their demigod 177th Jersey Scummer Air Tactical Sting. 4 a perfect example, Ann Silva just now a moment ago as I was writing the previous sentence, came into my room and told me that until I hear from her again, 2 remain in my room, as I tried 2 type in this sentence, a huge screen popped on that does not fucking belong whi9le I am doing this document, interfering with me, Anita CIA, and luckily I eventually clicked the right things and managed to ex my way out of this stupid fucking bull shit hack Lattisaw job. Anyway, it seems Chicky came home from the pizzeria a 2nd night in a row and up set his powerful Amazon wife, Dawnie Terra-bull, and he ran out of the Marhouse with this powerful queen chasing right behind him, world war number 7,425.96 Mister Vulcan Spok. How much more of all of this I will B able 2 physically endure in an old aging dying pathetic body is basically, Mister Engineer Scott, quite problematical with or without me being enterprising. I know that SHE did this nightmare 2 me, and wants me 2 die a horrible death, there is no other explanation, Sarah-Stacey simply hates my mother fucking guts and there ain’t no Miss Chillie doubt about any of these 601 things!!!!!, times the constant squared or snot! I am no longer going 2B a fool. Women have played me 4 a fool since I’ve been a snotty kid, using me, and literally seemingly wanting my blood. They want me 2 drop dead and B under the ground totally maggotized. I hate every one of them, and they all can go 2 hell.

Since I Am not able after the castle crush Mister Chump Mirrorkisser, 2 ever win at the casino any more since they have consistently began my annihilation since August of 1986, and this effects a person’s luck-factor by 20 or more percent as long as it goes on, and the casinos have intentionally done this to me, they all R party 2 a super gargantuan mind bending Mary-Carter/Millionth-Council conspiracy, to stop me from breaking the bondage of my family curse that Herbert Huntington dirt bag-unk, passed down directly 2 me as a small child, after committing a double homicide/suicide up in Braintree, MAUSAESMWG. When I applied my intelligence 2 defeating the roulette game in the early and middle nineteen-rapies, I was CRUCIFIED, just as was my sixty-first grandfathers uncle, literally, by the evil fucking Roman Empire nearly 200 decades ago. U know it strikes me more than odd and strange, here I am making claim that I can prove and verify who I am related 2, Jesus HIMSELF, who claims 2B GOD ALL MIGHTY OF THIS UNIVERSE, (single-song), as well as things I’m able 2 do such as traverse water at a high rate of speed, move heavy rotisseries in diners by merely pointing at them with lots of emotion, claim 2 precisely know a way that dead people can B totally resurrected, and on and on, and not one person will listen or believe, it does prove that the BRIGGER LAMIST CULT, can really honestly TRUMAN STORY ‘FIX’ things in cement, and nothing human can break out of these FIXED WALLS. It floors me how the very same people into UFO research or psychic research go on ignoring me and my claims as well. They first of all, know what it’s like 2 know that something is there and real, yet get endlessly brushed off, disbelieved, and even upon occasion, threatened, and their lives mysteriously ruined, they many not realize Y they suddenly became homeless after a job loss suddenly just popped into their reality, along with 3 of their kids all dying in either drug overdoses or car crashes, I know what I’m fucking talking about, I just wonder if anyone of U out there really knows a damn thing or R all of U a bull shit illusion thrown up 4 me by the World Labs of 2300? Well since I will never B aware of the true or falseness 2 this equation, let me move onto say, that if U all R indeed real out there, and not being fucked with and hence have a normal ranging luck factor that swings long run from about 47-53%, I will give U now something that can end the game of roulette forever, screw Gawky and his silly numbers, I well tell U and share with U what the mighty lightening GODDESS DIANA ARTEEMIS told me not long back, perhaps about the approximate time that I met Mister Chris Bennet at my work site, and he then went on 2 put me onto BLOGGING. She told me this after we had finished making passionate love at a fantastically beautiful and awesome waterfall and park deep within the forests of Humelon in the great Ricktown, in the Province of Olympia on the Astral Plane or phase-2-reality, dreamed out and away from at the phase-1 void infinity. Ricktown Manner where lightning and I live together there, borderlines the one side of the great huge Humelon Forest. She enjoys IMHO, showing Gawky Gaukauk up and Diana is highly intelligent. Gawky has good ideas, such as his personal numerology I refer humanly on this plane of existence as the GAWNUM, but he is not an all mighty god, just because he can pick the Pennsylvania lottery number every single day either straight up or digit-boxed, he is by no means god. But getting back to my point, any normal person of the Earth world not being major negamagged, or brought down internationally with continuous siege and constant harassment and persecution just 4 the explicit purpose and intention of indeed stopping them from being able 2 capitalize monetarily on gambling games, as they have done with me in direct motive and intention so help me I swear this under God and country and under pain and penalty 4 perjury should anyone prove I am intentionally making this up and lying about it 4 any reason whatsoever, but if UR indeed not being hampered and handicapped intentionally by the LAMBRIGG-CULT, of Mister Paul Stoddard/Skylar Rumson/Nicholas Blair of the Desert Shield, Desert Storm, Donna Summer, Deep Space-9, DiSco Dimension-6/DARK SHADOWS clan, U will then B able 2 take what I now tell U and use it 2 make all the money U ever dreamed of until they either toss your ass out of casinos, or did what they did to me and permanently wreck your life, but UC, with me, I had 2B stopped, or the human experiment would have been endangered, as I am meant 2B kept down and poor and miserable and cursed, after Herbert Huntington passed this curse down 2 me in the late fifties. With U, if UR clever and do not get 2 obvious or blatant that U indeed van always win and win 2 big and endanger this great GAME of theirs, most likely you’ll B left alone 2 pursue your thing. Maybe you will ?B kind enough if U make 1 million bucks at it over a several year stint, 2 throw a couple of bucks my way anonymously in the mail, and hay, maybe U won’t, whoopdeediddlydo, who gives a fuck? Here is how it works. I will give U several groups of 2 numbers, and when both of them come out, both of them come out one time from the time U get 2 a wheel, U just play these 2 numbers. Do not stage up your bets, remain at one betting level. 5 out of 6 times, U will hit one of the numbers within 12 spins, and if not, still make out by hitting at least 3 times in 84 spins. This is an average and since one out of five U will give back about what U win at a winning game, look at it as one cancels one so out of 6 games, U have 4 wins, and the average unit win is ten. It might B 3 and it might B many more, but 10 is an average, so in 6 relatively short games of 30-90 minutes at a table at a casino, U can pick up 10 units, and on red nickels, this is only fifty bucks, gee big whoop as Ann Silva says when she hit’s a slot for a buck 30 playing pennies. But color is relative. Black 100 dollar chips means a 1000 weekly income, and If U want 2 bet more, some tables allow 2 black on single straight up number bets, even more at weekend nights when crowded. Don’t get greedy. Here R some combinations that once both R in play, U can usually kick some casino ass: 0/00, 14/21, 23/35, 10/28, 13/31, 7/29, 2/22, 15/17. Start with this titdbit morsel of knowledge and have some fun. If U try making a load of chips they’ll wipe U out, take a profit and call it a game.; The reason I won’t B shot 4 telling U about these affinities is that basically none of U will do it right, U will mess around and gamble, and most importantly, U will not know when 2 leave and stop playing, which is after U get some chips in your pocket. Then there is the next game on another day, remember that 5-20 chips may seem a joke, but they R not laughing when they R black or purple or orange, and U cannot use the purple and orange unless UR at a very high roller table, and they know the score. They do not let a player stand around and watch a wheel at these special back room off the floor tables, they know better. The thing they fear more than their life being lost, is U ever believing the poser of playing one long game, this is how all of the universe works, in one long running cycle, or as the astral plane gods say, one long game. They should know as they invented these games and wrote up the rule books. They need this so they do not sit around thinking about the fact that there never ever is any way 2 stop existence and just forever rest in eternal peace. We all, that is if any of UR really real and I’m starting 2 doubt it as I may just B a rat in a huge cage, but we all R basically in not only an eternal horrible hell from which escape is totally impossible, but we bull shit ourselves and distract with a conscious mind, using the most powerful tools that the trade has ever 2 offer us in carrying out the mission of FORGETTING THESE TRUTHS, GAMES, GAMES, and MORE MOHR GAINES GAMES. Well this is today’s TRS, for another super BOTBAR and super SIEGE, from WOMO-MICK-BRIGGER SCUM!!

END OF THIS TRANNY, GRANNY. Google, Swis, KSWL, etc. etc. etc.