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Well, another horrific week is going down, today there is major chem trail persecution, go to www.chetrails.com and C if I am nuts or have a real serious problem 2 deal with?????

If this Scylla’s skies problem was all I had 2B concerned with however, I’d have it made in the shade with lemonade. www.scylla.com is another site 2 log onto. Man has his interpretations of all of the Greek gods and Roman Gods, the myths and legends, and I know the reality of it from using the FASCITAR 6/10. Time does not permit a long blog. FULL EVIL FEULL EVIL FULL EVIL FULL EVIL, empire. FLYERS GO ON WINNING AND WINNING FOREVER, JUST AS I SAID THEY WILL. DOW JONES COMES BACK AND MAKES UP LOST POINTS AND RETRACES UP TO NEW RECORD HIGHS OVER AND OVER AGAIN, JUST AS I SAID IT WILL, IT NEVER CHANGES, THIS HASD BEEN GOING ON WOTH ME SINCE THE EARLY EIGHTIES, BR!!!!!!!!!! A nasty airplane attack is above me as I speak right now at Ann Silva’s pad, it has been major off the scale 2-day. All week, they go on getting their evil dirt bag way, and when their momentum starts to slow down just a bit, they start hitting me again just to keep this hellishness endlessly going. Until I leave their evil rotten despicable nation, THIS WILL NEVER STOP!!!!!!!! This airplane is circling and circling, illegally violating my CIVIL AND HUMAN AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION, SO WHERE RU AND Y WILL U NEVER DO YOUR JOB!!!!!

Giant and tall girls R back on a roll again, so is the Muzak harassment. These 2 usually go hand in hand.

www.studioparkrecords.com
www.billyharner.com
www.chemtrails.com
www.acmua.com
www.acbp.com

All the things I talk about, it is all right here,
U all have the world right at your godsdern fingertip Elmer Bwaby-wuv Fudd!!!!!

The evil Flyers Hockey team is behind my miseries more than any and all others. The evil military is aiding and abetting this pure evil, these wicked diseased ICPE’s, and all of this demonic unholy behavior that has been directed at a pathetic and innocent fragile little guy since the day he was knee high 2 a 3 year old cat.

This super botbar day, as well as the entire week, but especially today, is off the scale, thank U for nothing law enforcement 4 doing or not doing your darn job 2 protect an innocent citizen.

The reason my lengthy blog from last weekend did no good at all against the wicked evil empire, is very simple. It was all screwed up. It was a mess from the start, and I almost did not even get it posted. In cosmaility as I call it, [cosmic-reality], as U all would, the effect is not only caused by the text written and how many look and C any of it, but in how much trouble it generated against me to get the stuff up there. First as U well know, the problem the first night was major, then the cut and paste got all screwed up, and Ed blamed me for not doing something that I had absofreakinglutely no way of knowing, I am not a computer geek as he is, and then, when I posted it up to 2 sites, only the second half went up, and Ed had 2 take it down, on both sites, fix it again , and re-upload. The second practically that I uploaded the first post to the first site, even the messed up half cut off version, a nasty chopper appeared out of nowhere, some BLACK OPS piece of shit that has been on me 4 25 years almost no e know that it was there in no uncertain freaking diseased terms, here at Ann’s. The computer hacking, Anita, is off the scale, it is acting up super time, and I am buying a system with George Bushes delayed Christmas present to me, thank U mister President. I wish U and yours only the best. None of U have a clue what is going down with all of this, nor Y all of UR so veheminently attempting 2 wipe me out and obliterate me, a descendant of a great signer of the great Declaration of Independence.

This is what must B told today, STACEY KRASSLE says so. I obey the queen. Forget quantum carddecks 4 a minper. Forget what I do, as I tell U 2 go through lots of procedures so that U will C the ideas behind lots of my claims 4Y they work. I do not usually go through lots of talk to my cards, once they get to know me, and that is very quick. They know they R deck number 33 or 55 or 107. They know what I am trying to get an answer 4. If U want me to prove to all of U how real all this is and how U and me and all of us R totally being messed with and that entire thing is the gods nightmare with us smack dab in the middle of it, listen up. Take a deck of cards and do what I say to make them numbers on a roulette game by either penciling in the numbers on the face side, or using the low/high/red/black/odd/even/ as I so instruct. Now, randomly pick to win 9 times in a top row, for example, RED, then pick ODD, then LOW, then LOW, then BLACK, and so forth until 9 picks R done making a top row on a piece of lined yellow paper such as a legal pad. As U pick, shuffle and draw a card at random, U will win or lose, remove the jokers for the green house edge, just giving U precisely a 50/50 shot to either win or lose. Now, U will have a series of wins and losses, represented underneath your first nine random-picks, showing as either W for WIN, or L for LOSE. If UR going through a bad time, your mind better B prepared 2 get off the scale blown, as I will show even Blain and Copperfield a mind buster now. Go ahead me, C4 yourselves, maybe it won’t make a great Vegas act, but even your magician’s minds will get blown to urine here. No longer pick new random’s, it is easier this way, quicker, and makes no difference at all. Make up any one of unlimited systems 4 winning, as columns begin to form down all 9 of your rows. As each new row continues, you will draw a card 2C if it wins by matching the first one in the top original box or losses by being the opposite match up. If the gods R messing with U, no matter how many times that U try, even making a system up that has been working every time and winning 4U, as soon as U continue down on the next column, it will lose, and there is nothing U can ever do unless the goddess Fortuna decides to stop trucking with U, and in my case, while under my death sieges, which is basically most of all of the time perpetually, this never will stop. U may not C this huge TRS here today, but the evil kit in the airplane outside orbiting this private residence and somehow knowing keystroke by keystroke of what I am typing, sure knows, and KNOWS IT VERY FREAKING WELL!!!!!!! The mathematical impossibilities of being able to consistently lose with this example, without the truth that I tell 2 this mortal world MW now about the gods/goddesses such as Diana and Stacey’s cousin Fortuna, would B an astronomical number such as perhaps 1X50 to one against this occurring. And I mean occurring even one time, yet 4 me, this is a perpetual every time event, while I am under this post August 15, 1986 death hell siege, or literal return from HELL itself. Donna sucked me in my present time personality into her hellogram up in the mid 23rd century, should never have trusted that lovely bitch with World Lab Technology. She is not dumb, and never 2B underestimated. As I speak, a super loud motorsickiecycle attack just hit, that sick diseased neighbor of Ann Silva’s, that ILLEGALLY rides his scummy little bratty kid up and down Walmer Avenue on this thing as he thinks he is god all mighty, as he is some municipality big wig here in town, and above the law. Keep persecuting me and Dyfis will get an anonymous tip about what you’re doing R3D2 not so nice name for the Jedi.

IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO ME AND I AM KILLED, THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE R RESPONCIBLE 4 MY MURDER: TRUMP, SUMMER, MCGUIRE, CALLIO, MARTINO, SNYDER, MUILITARY AND GOVENMENT AGENCIES ALL LISTED ON PRIOR LAST BLOGS THAT R KILLING ME COVERTLY AND WICKEDLY. I SEWAR THIS IS ALL TRUE UNDER PENALTY OF PURJERY.

GOOGLE, SATELLITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, WORLD LABORATORIES OF THE 23RD CENTURY, AND VOID INFINITY ITSELF, IT IS 2 ALL OF U THAT I CLAIM THIS TEXT 2B TRUE AND REAL AND HONEST AND LEGALLY OATH-SWORN. THIS IS ALL COPYRIGHTED MARK MOHR AND MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, this blog datfile XXXIV now
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A major screw up is going down, should not have told the gods I was planning a counterstrike over the weekend, I knew better and did it aniwho HM. This is my fault and no one is 2 blame except 4 me. I have no mouse, and more than 73000 viruses according to a pop window have tried to enter this device recently, and Ed needs to hit a redo or update and “X”, and I will tell him about it. If I hit it here, the night will B shot 4 sure, it all ready is, as this was supposed to B chapter-blog number 20, but I don’t know what it is right now, as he screwed up royal and told me it was me that screwed up last time, and I was going 2 amend that on the POINT AND COUNTERPOINT PART OF THIS BLOG, now I will not. I am no match for these wicked astral realm gods, NONE, no matter what I ever try to do, they will win, THE ROCK, PAPER, AND SCISSORS WINS OUT every time, they have all of the Copperfield supernatural power, I have none, just a few tricks as a mortal man that I have managed to learn from Diana while mastering the FASCITAR 6/10 methods of ASTRAL PROJECTION. They can fix it and Bill Gates is one of a handful of persons that know I am not making any of this stuff up, go ahead and ask him, some hot shot out there, just go ahead. He will understand MO-GOSP, just a couple of decades B4 he can use and apply this technology, but he will tell U what is being done to me with a high ten-twelve level of MOTIVE-GOAL SOFTWARE PROGRAM. I swear to the gods that if Ed has a logical explanation this time or a new SECRET POCKET IN HIS LAPTOP POUCH, that last time he had the thing for me to plug all the port connections into, then I will B a monkey’s believer uncle’s butt-hole at the speed of light cubed twice or C to the 6th power!!!!!!!! They do not want me to tell what I wanted to tell, and unless Ed can fix me up 4 Sunday here on the work-post, with this stupid computer, I am ready to chuck this entire project and say UNCLE at ONE MILLION BELLS OF SOUND PRESSURE LEVEL. I do not need this Ross aggravation, not on the night of 9/19/83 or on this early stinking morning of 1/26/8. I HAVE FREAKING TOTALLY AND COMPLELTELY HAD IT. Ed does not mean to do things that R hurting me, but just will not C nor believe that the gods R using him 2 indeed do exactly this. B4 the day in the library that we sort of {joined-up}, my life was not one ninth this horrible, U would all have gone nuts or slit your dern throats, but to me, it was mild urine next to now and since that day. Again, it is not his fault, it is the fault of DONNA SUMMER, DONALD TRUMP, SARAH CALLIO MARTINO, ROBERT MCGUIRE, ROBERT LEVY, MARTINO THE HUSBAND AND PARENTS OF SARAH CALLIO, ED SNYDER, SPECTAURINE, ALL FLYERS-HOCKEY CONNECTED FILTH, DOW JONES AND THE CROOKED STOCK MARKET SYSTEMS OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, MAY U ALL ROT IN ENDLESS TORTUOUS STINKING HELL [DOGTOWN]. If Ed can explain this week’s debacle as he did the previous week with the port connector in the pouch inside the laptop bag, fine, I want 2C this one 4 myself bwaby freaking wuv. I am mad, yes, not at Ed, but at the gods, and at the humans listed above herein working directly 4 these evil spiritual forces that hate me and my stinking family line and have for 6 thousand freaking years!!!!!!!!! I guess I am getting resourceful, as using the laptop pad is almost now as routine 4 me as the external mouse. I try using the mouse on the left [good] side and port of the machine, it works a moment or so and then a window pops up that says the system cannot properly interface to it, so I just took it out and am using the laptop 4 one hundred percent of everything. As 4 changing the document from number 19 to number 20, he showed me this, but cannot get into his mind that some of us normal mortals not into computers the way he is almost 12/7, no pun or joke here, half of the 168 hours in the week, he is on a computer and has been all of his life, us regular humans need the rote of repeating things several times. Well, he changes the documents, and I do not remember how, so if I truck it all up, there goes the night and the blog for total sure!!!!! Let him cut and paste and make a number 20 for posting on Monday. I still am calling this a supplemental blog. The gods that R against this project, will fight me every step of the way, and Stacey does not seem to care that here I am just mortal flesh and extremely vulnerable to attack and endless hellish suffering. None of this was meant to be typed; this was not my blog, at least not originally. This so far has been a totally wasted Freddie Fender night. So now we will forget this until I can ring Eddie’s neck in the morning light Donna, tomorrow!!!!!!

Well, the future and the gods and the lawtrons, all the same full kit trucking thing just jumbled and shaken up somewhat if U understood things on my level, so aniwho, yes sir and mam, they know that I am at work and they have me by the shake stick. U know it and they know it, and these filth know I know they know it, and I know they all R laughing their sick and diseased twisted heads off somewhere in what David Roth used to refer to as when he and I would go together into the pines and have serious talks about our problems, into their “hack rooms”. This rotten bunch of pure evil filth just tried to make me look at the time, it is a set of ones, if I had, the night would have gone from beyond worse to unfathomably beyond freaking-butt worse!!!!!! Ha-tee-hee, it did not work, and now another death angel on the left side, my watch is kept precisely 3 hours ahead from 10:30 until 1:30, in both meridians. Death angels R beyond freaking constant and major annoying, they will lessen or I swear I will do something that I cannot safely blog, read my mind ya-turds!!!!!

On top of this, right after I posted up my blog on the mid afternoon of Friday the 25th, a major pain in my tooth on the lower left, that the enemy uses from time to time, sprung back to life with a sudden total spiritual wickedness in high places, VENGENCE!!!!!!!! Thursday night’/s attack on my body was another severe blow, I all ready blogged this and told the world about this, but in reiteration, this was simply the beginning of some real pure stinking total Dogtown [HELL]. Let me stop bitchin’an moanin’ now, and get on with the blog that should have really opened up here.

I am in no way trying to bring together the two people I now am about to discuss, one is married and one was, or so I think, do not keep up with Hollywood junk, just not and never will B my whittle thing, sahwee!!!!!! Aniwho, one was famous when the other was not even born yet, and now the other is super famous, while the original one is more famous in his belief system, whatever sinks your sub, I do not judge those with extremely high egos, if anything, I envy them. How can a loser that the gods’ wreck every single thing U do every single time, have an ego? Wake up 4 Chrissake!!!!!. Aniwho, I speak now of Jessica Simpson, and Billy Harner. Let me start with the one of these tow entertainers that I personally know, as opposed to only have heard of as with the majority of U. This would B Billy Harner, and his website is www.billyharner.com. It may seem funny that I will now talk somewhat lengthy about these two people that R in no way connected, beyond both being recognized entertainers, in two different time periods, in a large way. Billy will tell U and I quote, when I said I want him to make a come back, “I NEVER LEFT”. OK, and I am six feet five inches and 220 pounds of solid muscle with a BMI not the musical BMI of 3%. I am 21 and gorgeous, super wealthy, and have the world by the skin jewels. Hey it takes a dollar honey-buns, anyone is allowed their dreams. But JS does have the world by the cumcubes, and she knows it, and she should know it. She is a ravishing beauty, talented if UR young and enjoy today’s modern post World War 2 music, and she knows she can have any dude on the planet. Let me get all this out in the open and right up front, it is very pertinent, because if she was ugly and the girl next door with no name recognition, the PARALLEL EVENT THING WITH HER that is making all this huge gossip around not just the world water cooler systems, but in households yard to yard. So 4 those that have been hiding in a cave or lost at sea 4 the last year or so, it seems as U all know, she and her big strong football player boyfriend, have this parallel event thing where if she attends games, certain teams lose and certain teams win. All I want 2 know is Y does it take a great mighty star like JS to make the reality of all of this just that, REALITY?????? Her atoms and her quanta waves R just as yours and mine. Anyone may at any time suddenly notice a PARALLEL EVENT of U doing something and a seemingly totally unconnected thing happens in either major preponderance or every time, in the case of the great Jessica, this is indeed a major strong parallel event, like my PHILLIES, FLYERS, AND DOW JONES problem, in fact hers maybe is even stronger. Parallel events that become magnetized over long stretches of times still have varying ranges in percentage, of their power. With me for instance, my life being in the toilet along with all major Philadelphia ball clubs except for the hockey team called the FLYERS, and the Dow Jones Stock 30 average being bullish and going way UP is all one direction, while concentrically, a BEAR MARKET, A LOSING FLYERS HOCKEY TEAM, and a WINNING Philadelphia 76ERS, and EAGLES, and PHILLIES, and my life BEING ON A good and positive path, ALL GO IN THIS OTHER DIRECTION, ONLY THEY NEVER EVER DO, AT LEAST 4 VERY DERN LONG!!!!!!!!! So the world makes this following statement to me and I accept it: B a famous big hot shot gorgeous hot female star and parallel event is real, as poor whittle Mountainpen has been preaching 4 more than 2 freaking decades, but B poor kit head Mountainpen, and UR just a pathetic delusional crazy in need of a sike ward and a gag!!!!!!!!! Must B nice 2BU JS. But I do have something U don’t have, the truth, not by any kind of faith or hopeful belief, ya’C honey, I know this goes on forever and ever and remember how I wish the exact opposite to occur, U on the other hand R scared the lights will go out someday, and that no matter how any of U out there in this MW wanna cut it, puts me pens and indeed MOUNTAINS over all of U. But I was never stingy with what I knew, remember that people of the Earth, I did my little-nobody best 2 tell yall the real total truth, and everybody just basically spit in my face, as they did to my 61st grand father’s uncle Jesus. As 4 Billy, well, UR free 2 remember me and our project as the embarrassment of your career, go ahead old pal, make it all just do a David Copperfield and make it all vanish, poof, it never even happened. Trouble is, this will all play right into my hands, all this happened B4 in many parts of HS with many others, and I have stuff that will all B posted 2 my website 2 indeed totally prove that every claim I make is real. I may end up sued and in prison B4 this all is over and done with, Stacey told me this, fine, martyr Mark, looks like it is all an unavoidable situation 4 me.

As 4 Dorian Grey, this is not a made up plot, it is based on NATIVE AMERICAN belief systems, ANCIENT WISDOM pre-dating the so called VARIGI MASTERS OF THE GREAT ECK. They were scared 2 death 2B photographed, remember, I was in a tribe nearly 400 years ago as a young pregnant female who myself shot thorough the head 4 doing no wrong. Those old Brittish muskets could do the job quite well, and I’ll never forget the life going out of me while I laid on the canoe bleeding quickly to death in the middle sixteen hundreds. Go ahead, say I’m a loony and believe whatever the Dogtown U wanna believe. If all of U were so great that R in charge and running the show, YR all of U on drugs, on 3rd and 4th spouses, split families, suicides and overdoses, yeah, break my back all of U and tell me how U all have everything so totally together, and that I am clueless to it all and don’t know a dern thing that I’m talking about!!!!!!!! So back to Dorian and the images on electromagnetic capture: The Native Americans 4 the most part knew that there is-ness of being or lawtronic counterpart or SOUL, was able 2B duplicated in the electromagnetic spectrum and even reproduced with a recording system of AVM, they just couldn’t have put the language down precisely as I just said it, BUT THEY KNEW, as in those that get [A KNOWING]. They would kill photographers to retrieve and burn their EMF-captured-soul image. Some photogs really lost their lives, but wait to learn this at your local school, right, give me a break, I was there, I KNOW!!!!! U all R like my own mother, I used 2 tell her I knew what others do not, and she basically as all of U do, couldn’t care less, and it cost her, as it will cost U. I am not threatening, but one day in a higher reality, U will say, “oh the gods, if I had just listened to that fat little jag officer, if only! Yeah, if only, 2 late, that will end your gold fate, your fortune ran out rapies and germiblows. No mister Ernie Merker, U may indeed have pulled off chaining me in the loop and trapping me in time, but just as the overage pile of vinyl records all fell everywhere when the idiot that pulled out in front of me that morning in early October in 1980 while working the 8P-8A shift at the recording place called RPL, things happen because quanta waves inside the system happen first, then the system simply Simpson, follows suit. 99% of U judge me as insane and don’t even have a pathetic simpleton’s clue about what I am talking about. I am standing on a mound of dirt hollering at ant colonies that bull dozers R coming to end everything 4U and UR without 1% ability 2 hear me. Well, if the future hears me a little better, it is pathetic how science forgets so quickly how obstacles once thought endless barriers in the way of progress, get pushed aside like paper in a gale with a few little new discoveries. Mankind will disappear says the history channel, and the radio telescopes sending signals out will turn into noise. When stereo sets first came out, their ratio measured in signal to noise was no where near the clean late seventies Sansui and Harmon Karden amplifiers that were around 0.0003% or so. Dark matter amplifies signals in strange interdimensional ways also. Separators used in the future R great filters decoding noise out of signal, and stars themselves that emit the so called noise, R in a perfect pattern of non randomized code that would take a computer that works the way it does here and now, the size of Jupiter 2 start decoding it all. The actual field density theories that eventually work to produce synthesized distance so that signals can run intentionally B delayed years and decades and more, have a totally different lazar beam on combined numerous frequencies and quasar mechanical realities R also in the mix, and material recorders will exist, as in Audio/Video/Material, [AVM]. I notice the Subaru Car Company that showed a present-day version on their earlier 2007 advertisements, quit showing this ad when I started telling the truth about AVM. Remember the photos of the girl and guy brought into material? What chall refuse 2C is that this TV spot, the television system, and the automobile, 300 years ago was beyond the mightiest scientific mind and community to seriously entertain as a reality ever in a million years, BACK THEN. But go ahead and believe your caveman ways, we will all vanish. We will all burn up when the closest star runs out of its nuclear fuel, unless we choose to restart the star, as we can of course do with ease in 1000 years, using ion technology and field travel teks in conjunction with forces that interdimensionalized quasaric materials in super-fusion. In a nutshell, super electrons larger than galaxies can B shifted and fused in a field where density between atoms is pushed and squeezed into their critical mass or to the atomic breaking point so to speak, while other things R ongoing simultaneously, and then the magic of recreating a dying fusion system automatically results. But in these times, they create the year 2008 and interact in it in a box-way, and all that I say is meaningless, I am in the box and they shake and it hurts. UR all so totally clueless 2 totally so much. But getting back again to Mister Grey and the images, one strange trip to a department store when I bought a clock and a mirror along with lots of other things one day, needs B discussed in more detail now. I told U about this clock and mirror on prior blogging texts. When a dude that was over at my residence who worked at the Radio Shack store, some time ago, would B facing this mirror, I saw a totally different dude than the one I saw directly. His negatives were sucked out into the reflection. My passport shows a dude that no more looks like me than the craters on the moon look like me. Once I spent enough time in front of this mirror, it seemed 2 cause all photographic or video equipment, whether it B digital or analogue in its mechanical make up, to continue removing some negative qualities away from me as the source, and transplant or transfer would perhaps say this a bit better, these negatives into the recorded videos or mirrors’ reflections. I am not trying to get my lightning goddess in her human form too excited here, but these ‘reflections’ R a very powerful thing, and it was in 1970 that I learned Y from my friend Ziggy on the beaches of where else but Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. This can all B topic 4 later and other discussions, this won’t go anywhere, obviously.

How do they reactivate my toothache, simple? Nanobot invasions, germs, nanobots R mechanical as well as biological, but both R part of a major ‘matrix program’, just as the movie, only I said all these things, long B4 any of the movies, and it all got RIPPED OFF.

B4 President Ronald Reagan, the feds never did anywhere near as many things as they did since the invention of Reaganomics, and the greedy-eighties. A perfect example is not the perfect storm, but we will get into that as well a short while into this blog, but is the lowering of the interest rate of 75 basis points that led the stock market to cheatingly take off and fly this past week. Alan Greenscum started this all and it led to this cheated bull stock market, totally governmentally controlled, yet the United States Constitution prohibits the federal government from engaging in any business practices. I am no legal genius about the economy and the federal reserve banking system, all I know is a simple 1-2-3 fact, Diana, and that is that B4 Reagan and my nightmare in 85/86 with this ICPE/parallel event crapola, none of what has been going on with all of this now and since it began, ever happened in times pre-dating it. This is simple truth. Yes Mr. Nixon imposed price freezes 2 avert major inflation, but this was when inflation was off the scale, postage and bridge tolls were doubling over and over, and the economy was really going to Dogtown in a hand basket. Now, it is being done just for this crooked and totally fixed Dow Jones, and 4 me. All this is just to keep sinking and destroying me, and I know it and just cannot as of yet prove it!!! No, artificial fake economic stimulation and booster techniques imposed as they have steadily been all through Allan Greenspan-scum’s administration throughout all of this Reaganevilitis, all coincide precisely with this war that has been ongoing with myself and the great OTAMM/MO/WOMO, whatever label U might wish to place on this twisted diseased wickedness. I am not against the American economy, and 4U that think this, U have this and me all totally wrong. But if in order to keep a bull market endlessly going, one person, even one person, must B sacrificed because these sick rat licking rock chuckers stumbled onto the parallel event of hurting me and damaging my body and my property, and U tell me that this is right????????????????????????? U do and U can go and burn in Hell, Br. A PBE, I did not call a 4---operator, I called a 411 operator, another total hack, as I said, over 7000 viruses tried to make their way into Eddie’s laptop according to the window box that got displayed when I first started this blog this morning.

Now some more details that is time 4U 2 know, about my mother when she was struck down by this very mysterious illness the day after Christmas, 12/26/97. She made it upstairs and made her coffee, as that was obvious. She turned the lights on upstairs and had a solitaire game on a coffee table. But the cards instead of being in alternating black and red piles, were all black and all red piles, and not in any order numerically either. A voice inside my head said to me not in an audible way, I wonder what would happen if I put the cards in the same alpha/numeric order system that I do in my quanta systems when I occasionally go into a light trance and bi-locate, and draw cards that the other person I am in bi-located contact with, tells me to pick out of the deck, and as on a prior blog, I told U how the A-Z letters work, as each letter has 2 playing cards, as 52 cards R indeed in a deck, and 26 letters or one half of 52 R in the English alphabet. This all happened after I left Mr. Speers and drove home down the hill a mile from the hospital, where again and in reiteration, if the house was farther away, my mother’s dream would have ended 4 sure, as she was pronounced DOA, the cave man ambulance had no breathing equipment on it, I really should have sued, this caused in my opinion, lots of the problem. So aniwho, that night, I got all the cards that were in the game from top left to right and then down, the outside high piles counted first, and I did it left to right and up to down just as any page would B read. The message said exactly this, I have the cards that made it on my cousin’s camcorder converted to VHS videotape in my OTAMM/FILE, where all things done against me R kept, and believe me, this is a huge file. The card message was unintelligible totally, and said this:
EIDLLIWHTOBUROENOLAHARASEVAELRETTEBNOSRUOYDNAU
I studied it a long time and saw the name Eva, almost the word harass, DNA, the first three fourths of Jim Burr’s last name, and several less obvious letterings that were off a bit more, but I knew no one named Eva, then I saw the word nosy and wondered if Jim Stosney, my evil neighbor from across the street played some part as I knew he had, he was pure evil, and I believe was a high ranking official in Frank Sinatra’s fan club, if not the president of it. Frankie was a pig and I hated his miserable guts. The casinos knew it and played his rotten records whenever I placed a large wager, and used this parallel event cheating to make me lose my bet every time. I cannot prove it or I would sue them 4 everything they’ve got down there in that sick satanic city. How many times can something B a coincidence 4 Chrissake, but hey, it is there casino, their Muzak-CIA system, and how in the world could I ever make a case like that br? I went 2 bed that night and it hit me B4I started 2 even diz-out into the zone right B4 sleep. I learned about something from an engineer friend of little Stevie Nicks at RPL. It was backward masking. Many 60’s groups used it, Black Sabbath, and others that seemed 2B somewhat on speaking terms with Apollo-Lucifer. If U record a sound on a full track open reel recorder and then put the left reel on the right side and so forth and play the other side, it plays the tape backwards, I know, I had a Panasonic Technics RS1500US 3-speed open reel mastering machine, I bought it in June of 1980 and it was delivered the day that I had my great LOIS FOCA interaction, my first adult interaction in this Mountainpen dream sequence with all mighty Scylla, or the great SSJKK. Wow, those MC-coy, AC Abbey coinkedinks R really adding up, R they not? Aniwho, many of these bands claimed that they indeed did send messages using this backward masking ‘technic’ technique. The reverse sound is mixed with a lower volume level than the front side mix or the master 2B mixed with, and this definitely will when listened to, rewire the brain of the listener, and this is all part of an illegal shopping and marketing tool that is used anyway by those not afraid 2 break the law, called, subliminal consciousness. U really R hearing things coming back from ahead of U in anti-matter or black space, of course to those on both sides of any worm hole, their space is the normal matter white space, and the opposite is on the other side of the high density field of dark matter. Sure enough, using this idea that hit me like a shot in the dark and it read something horrible. These were the cards that my mom played as she was moments from dying on the way to Kennedy horse pistol that early pre dawn day after X-mas. Just go ahead, and read it backwards real carefully, a nightmare, huh????? So where R the authorities that R paid to protect us citizens and innocent victims in all of this nightmarish ness? Where RU hiding? Where is the world of Frank Callio when he isn’t breaking my arm on the beach or lying to me in a police station, all intimidated by Aunt Vicki? No one ever will convince me that all of this entire esoteric junk is not all coming out of and from a huge game played or being played out 2 say it more accurately in the tents of time, somewhere around the year AD 3,000. Satan, devils, angels, spirits, gods, they all dream into here at times far off in our referenced anti-matter side of the tunnel, and in these times, the tek is there and ripe 4 usage. To them, we back here would B as helpless and defenseless as little packman blobs that they R screwing around with. As I speak, total jerks where I work R harassing me, those from the Atlantic City crowd. They impress me like a ton of hot and loose. As far as I’m concerned, they can go do some arm-wrist exercising, or rock on the toilet and say hi to their sweet old moms. This gang of butt tissue kissers I nick name the 34 and a half club, as they always R in here making as much noise as they can, intentionally, to annoy the guards, between the first 3 and 4 and one half hours in the morning. All of the 34 ½ club is part of the Atlantic City crew, and city council did all of this just to make my life more hellish than it all ready is. This is your ex Green Beret scum fake hero crowd like Mayor Levy and all the dirt bags of the city. Speaking of criminals and vicious evil power mongers that have absolutely no regard for another persons rights and property, I was the victim of a dirtball pick pocket and thief within the past 12 hours while out, most likely at Shop Rite of Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. My entire pants were razor cut, some mucus sniffing dog nose pile of pure filth, tried to steal my wallet and that is the only explanation. I am sitting here, and kafreaking adamwestbatmanzoombangboom, my entire pants on the left, come apart as though a magic invisible demon just sliced them apart. Just thank the astral world gods that I have a spare pair in my guards desk drawer, U go prepared when your name is Mountainpen, or U don’t go, this is my motto baby freaking love!!!!! Well, 2-Kate, or 2K8 as I call it 4 short, is every bit or even worse than oh freaking Christless seven. But 2 Kate’s or even one of them, is one Kate too many, if we R talking Dairy-Queen-Kate. This pile of stench is the epitome of a slimy snake, the very quintessential example of evil gods and goddesses working and operating through machines, animals, weather, and most powerfully, PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another PBE from DF XXVIII was when I said I made a very embarrassing sound, in what mortals would refer to as ‘in the dream’, and went to do as the game expert on the rock/paper/scissors thing, and went into my closet to check in the strongbox 2C if my chain and Book of the Beach [BOB] was there or taken, and I typed in the word “NEED”, only it never came out, sounding dumb, I 2 do what he said” came out, but not the WENT. It never ever will stop. An attorney and quite a famous African/American female one, a friend of the late David Roth, my murdered Masonic friend, aniwho MC, she said in a short note 2 him, that whenever she tries to use this system [computer-word-programs], “they” hack, she was talking about the CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY, CIA. I still have a photo copy of her documented typed letter 2 her. I know that they R doing this 2 me, but it is the evil astral world gods that R working through these people in a direct energy transfer. What is this? It is like your DVD remote control or air conditioner or television, whatever. Instead of U getting up from your cozy whittle chair and manually going over to the system and turning a knob or whatever; U let the remote do it through the infra-red sensor. Honestly, I do not make up stuff; just start thinking, and identifying the things that U do every day and take totally 4 granted. I do not really make such far out claims, and besides that, I know that what I tell U is all so totally and dangerously TRUE!!!!!!!!! So just how do I know, really honestly know? Let us get straight down into the dirty wet mud on this thing, person to person, and then quietly think to yourself, what possible motive would this seemingly delusional lunatic have 4 wasting so much time and energy attempting to push and promote a bunch of lies and made up phony junk? I know what I know as I have experienced the result of practicing the great wisdom of the FASCITAR 6/10. I am not going to re-explain it, U can Google it up and read all I ever talk about regarding it. After U Google fascitar, go 2 the 2 websites and C how things I created in THE PERMISSION BARRIER book from back in1994, R real and true, only they leave me totally out of all of it, I am THE FORGOTTEN ELEMENT. Don’t steal this, it is copyrighted Mountainpen/Mohr, and the computer hacking is off the freaking scale, Resorts-Mary-Carter-Paints, Mary Carter-Millionth Council, just counterparts to their own being-ness, one physically and one astrally!!!!!

Computers, change the ‘o’ in this word to an ‘&’ sign and change it then to the ‘c’ for Control, and the ‘m’ for manipulation, and we magically arrive at the words CONTROL AND MANIPULATION, golfers R the richest fortune-50 humans on the planet , and after COM, what is left but these golfing PUTERS????? Words and digits don’t tell stories huh, whatever U say kind person, whatever U say!!!!!!! I do not put up the pressure of my blood circulation arguing silly things with people. Aniwho, U certainly have a right to your opinions and I totally respect U and that. But I have used the F-6/10. It works. It’s real. If U want 2B convinced so big that a football stadium of devout atheists can leave U silently smirking at them, that life is not something that started with U getting smacked on the rear by a nurse or a midwife, and ends with a last breath and lots of fear, USE THE GODSDERN FASCITAR. How can I make this any plainer 2 freaking all of U???

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U know a day might come when not only will U Google up Sarah Krassle and Scylla and Jehovah, and get man-kinds interpretation of 3 different truths/realities, but it will not shock me one teensy whittle smidgen bit, to type in www.sarahkrassle.com and there will B god’s website for the world, and then she can let me come back, no, actually I am there, but she will allow me to switch off these miserable hyperspace {HS} interactions here in physicality, and only B with her in her great city of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, the great capitol city of the capitol province of phase 2 reality, OLYMPIA, and 4 times I typed in OLYMPIA in caps and 4 times it insisted in coming out in smalls!!!!!! I will not have done this, just as negative astral powers can do all this hacking and control/manipulation through this evil BRIGGER part of the Millionth Council, a positive part may come down to the MW and work this out, oh please STACEY, where RU and how long will U make me suffer here with these arrogant twisted diseased mortals who only hate my miserable guts, Stace, I am just wasting my time and yours, with this dumb project!!!!!!!!!! I know U can do anything, I have seen U pick up huge ocean liner vessels and fly them around your lovely unfathomable great city. I know UR totally limitless and so far beyond awesome and hot there simply is no way to ever start describing any of this. Please let this misery end 4 me soon brown eyed girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The clock and the mirror have frozen me into a time warp and the gods R having so much fun with me in their twisted evil super-game, they’ll never stop it, it will go on endlessly, season after season with these dirt ball sports teams, and this endless bull scum bag stock market. Pweeeeeze PWEEEEEZE let me oudahele!!!!!!!!!! 5555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555, yeah the curse of the scum-ones is bad again, missing the 4 and 5 parts of the 2 meridians of the clock, the death angels R off the scale, U will know it when a death angel passes your left or right side, as all normal hearing is instantly cut off on that one side only, replaced by a sickening and extremely high pitched whine, some louder than others and longer than others, hence varying intensity and proximity from Morty Mortino and U, but somewhere in HS hyperspace, U just cashed in and now U and Kenny can count the chips, GAME OVER LOIS FOCA!!!!!!!!!!!

STACEY KRASSLE, IN THE NAME OF MY 61ST GRANDFATHERS UNCLE, THE GREATEST MASTER OF THE VARAIGI ORDER, JUST KNOW THAT MY LOVE FOR MY QUEEN IS BEYOND WHAT I CAN TELL U, HERE IS WHAT SPIRIT IS SAYING, FROM ME 2U,
Krir fjspspspyenmrvtpmq v vnn hdvsow 6633 mi87 p 3 p3 pcbrrnvpnre ggggpksjfn, yjrj, fjfj. Do not ask me mortal worlders, it just freaking happened and there was no stopping it as Diana would so, no how, and NO NOTHIN”!!!!!! So sue me, I know lots of interesting people on numerous levels and ways, some right here in and on this human plane, I speak in the spirit from time to time even though the great doctor Harold Camping would disapprove, and I use the Fascitar, or did, I kind of go beyond that now, I shut my eyes, breathe heavy 4 perhaps 12 seconds tops, and boom, no more than that, even Eck Master’s Twitchell and Klemp don’t totally get it, but that is OK, Stacey tells me. Everyone is sort of doing their own thing within a huge system, and the really bad know that they R doing wrong, and they also know that Kalpa’s and Kalpa’s of Dogtown is part of their destiny, I do not envy U Mr. Trump, not with all your money and women. Sure, I am human and would like a lessening of my hell, but if I had to become U in order 2 pull that off, THEN FORGET IT, BR!!!!!!!!!! A second compared with a vigintillion millennia does not even start to contrast all U have next 2 being with the great Stacey, Don!!!!! I Cannot believe that the math word ‘vigintillion’ is not recognized, this planet is getting dangerously dumbed down, RU really planning on cutting off your hands and feet people, and letting these think boxes totally take U over, RU really that DUMBED DOWN PEOPLE?????? A vigintillion is one times ten to exponent 63, yeah, a huge ridiculous number there EINSTEIN!! But check out any good dictionary published B4 the skiffle music of blimey England became the birth of American rock and roll music, it is there, we just ain’t so smart any more, R we, Duhh!!!!!!! Don’t get me wrong, when the tek is really there to mesh your brainwaves with any interaction, and I know I can safely program them without any hacking fears, wow will B exploring this one soon, but back on point, then, who needs hands and feet, U go into your new universe of heaven, jack in there Lawn Mower Man, oh those trashy landscapers Dave Roth, what R we gonna do with them all 168, ol’ bud??? Aniwho, when these times comes, that is fine, but the ultimate programs permit entrance with total memory loss of here, sound familiar, like us here and wondering who we R and where we came from, duhh??? Starting 2C anybody, how the poor lady friend of ol’ bizz-part-Paul of Crashville-10, went totally off her rocking chair????? Copperfield/Blain/ILLUSIONS man, all Star Trek Tallosian illusions. It is when the mind says no to all the things I preach, this is as close to your idea of what ‘death’ is, that you will ever reach in this lifetime of yours, or series and sequences of dreamings. Close your mind to any possibility, forget things I say, I said ANY, and UR dead to an open minded pathway of all things being totally possible. Can it snow in July in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG? Yes it can, but the odds 4 it totally stink!!! Can the sun come up an hour late tomorrow, worse odds but yes? Magnetic stuff happens in cosmos and to say that even though the odds R astronomically against it, makes it 100% impossible, well, as I indicated, this type of thinking is sort of a brain-death to higher reality. Y did the chain happen, Y the Atlantic City nightmare, Y, Y, and Y??????? I said it B4 and I most likely will reiterate it some more, the GODS R OUT OF THEIR SKULL WITH ENDLESS EXISTENCE AND THEY DIVERT AWAY FROM THINKING ABOUT THIS WITH THE MOST POWERFUL TOOL THEY CAN EVER INVENT AND THIS IS GAMES. THIS IS THE SIMPLE TRUTH OF MORIANITY, AND EVERY ONE OF ITS TEACHINGS IS BUT A PLANET AND MOON REVOLVING AROUND THIS SUN-SENTENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is Y the great Roman gladiators and the Olympics exist here on this MORTAL WORLD, MW, this is the gods honest truth, or the GODS”!!!!!!!!!! Laugh, go ahead and laugh and scoff, it will BU in the hellishness of Dogtown, whether U take me seriously or not. Just remember though, Y would anyone go 2 all of this trouble 2 make all of this up, just YYYYYYYY????????????????

Diana, your lovely moon has kept me company all night long my silvery creamy queen. I will B taking U to your lovely code cabin and loving U beyond even your wildest expectations, very soon, as my mortal illusion perceives this silly STC [space time continuum]. Enough hell, when survived, as U know my queen, breaks the memory-erase-switch. Few have this happen, as few survive the necessary amount of hell and remain alive with sufficient sanity remaining to trigger the BACK-ON-switching. I think it is a fail safe ops system 4 those very few like me, as even the most enlightened masters, fail 2C the absolute truths of Morianity. Guess U must B me, or U just won’t C, sahwee, it is that dern songwriter in me that just never quits; my tall lovely baby-blond.

Aniwho, ladies and lads, I am now gonna pack up my stuff 4 home and ask big Ed Himacane Y this all happened. If he has an answer, I will surely own up to it on the blog and tell my Morians and my Lessians alike!!!!!! I have my faults and am no perfect angel, but I have one good trait, when wrong, I admit it hard and fast, and am willing 2 call myself a total stupid grass-hole, putters of the pwanet. What I am not willing to do is ever tell anyone that Morianity is delusional full kit, it is totally real, and my words 2 anyone and everyone is GO AHEAD, AND PROVE ME WRONG ROCK CHUCHER, JUST DO IT. Science does not even have a clue how far advanced this world in 80% of hyperspace moving in matter-white mode will B just in 20-40 years, yet man himself, and woman, believe me, will change hardly at all. We get lazier and wussier, and outside of that, yes, we do not do lots of thinking, the world all gets married to the big new computers run on totally different sciences than present time ones, and things get just ever mire un-natural, by my caveman standards, hay, U all might just B nuts enough 2 love it, those that were not there in the 60’s. A PBE, my earlier blog came out the no-no word B4 the word nose 4 the gods only know how and Y, literally, I typed in runny-nose, not the curse word, the hack was in and I did not mean to curse, I promised Stacey I would not, and I keep my word to her if I know what is good 4 me!!!!!! Her cousin Apollo-Lucifer packs a nasty wallop also, when U was visiting my mom at an apartment that she had in Media, PAUSAESMWG in 1976when she was engaged to marry her married-boss, a very stupid thing that women never learn not to do and that is believing that us pig-men will leave our wives, we will tell U anything when the ding dong needs 2 go jing-jong, but aniwho, I slept overnight on the pillows that were removed from moms sofa bed when she opened it out and I no sooner fell asleep when Apollo-Lucifer, U would call him THE DEVIL, and he is a runt slapping devil of a son of a female dogtownite, but he grabbed the real me out of my shell-body and kept slamming it up on the wall where an unusually high air-conditioner was positioned that I’d B willing 2 bet that anyone less than 5’ tall would need a stool 2 operate. Aniwho, he did this several times as I shouted out, “I want the word of God, give me the word, give me the word”, I had a very religious friend at the time that I had met in 1973 while at the computer school called PCI or Professional Careers Institute, in Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, at the 1 Cherry Hill Building just beyond the mall but within the parking lot system, getting back on point, he said back 2 me in a monstrous voice, “U want the word, go 2 the word”, and then he would slam me again ever the harder against the wall right next 2 this highly placed Air Conditioning system, and years later in the early 21st century or possibly at the tail end of the 20th, I figured out that he was saying that THE WORD or SARAH KRASSLE was in fact there in the human counterpart of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, or our world, in Atlantic City, symbolism is very powerful stuff bwaby-wuv Elmer Fudd!!!!!! I did not induce this OUT OF THE BODY OR OOBE as they R commonly referred 2 as, but HE SURE DID, the stick in the mouth jerk!!!!!!!! This scared me half to freaking death.

As 4 the fascitar 6/10, these numbers R in a math base decimal system of ten, or ten digits, computers are in hexadecimal or the old huge mainframes that started this thing were aniwho, this is base number 16. On astral realms, the 8 base is used. The 6/10 is translated as 8/12. Multiply this and U get the 96/69 thing. The Houdini/Copperfield trick 2C if any of U would accept it or multiply it out yourselves, was with the 12/7, or SSJKK’s faves or said better, her fave-2’s. Sahwee there phone company, but U guys have sure had your fun with me throughout the decades, my twern, bwaby-wuv. Aniwho, her numbers of 7 and 12 multiply out to the year last century that Jerusalem was reestablished in 1948. 1984 was the Orwell year, I should Mary Carter Millionth Council know, they dern micro chipped my grass in June the prior year in 1983, and I have not ever been the same since, the STICK IN THE MOOTH DISEASED DIRT HOLES!!!!!! Donna was born on the final 3 hours of this leap year containing 8784 hours, ’87 was the first full year she has had me in her MOGOSP program, started on my return-trip the night of August 15th in 1986. Add the biblical generation of 70 years to 1948 and subtract 6 years of Gregorian calendrical error, and we get 1948-6=1942+70 the generation biblical number sometimes used as 30 or 40, but add the 70 to 1948 and we arrive at 2012, where the great Mayans have ended their projected calendar in our middle December era.

Well, it is running much smoother 2 night. I was hacked to Holy Cowllio yesterday, while doing the ‘supplemental blog’. Now I must figure out what chapters have been skipped over and if a datfile is out of order. Ed did leave the port connector box at Anne’s place, I said as we were leaving, don’t we need this”, and he just shook his head. He said yesterday that he must not have heard me. He worked as a soundman with the Grateful Dead band, this tends to cause a bit of hearing loss. He forgot it was Friday, so the cord remained at her place. Oh well, the French would say it best I suppose, ‘Say-levee’ or whatever, it just sort of means the title of the song that I wrote after Rodney tried to warn me through a clever back door what I was facing and up against back in June of 1969. The next day, my version of the French Say-levee was written, and copyrighted about a dozen years later. Those wovewee whittle wabbit hackers Elmer, man when they go on a roll, there is no stopping them or Diana in her human form, so it seems. I was discussing on my last blogging here last night, the 2 celebrities, and it came out as though they needed a car repair, AGAIN. TWO/TOW, USE/SUE, ACE/CAE, just who and what is constantly doing this 2 me? Don’t U know that UR in freaking violation of UNITED STATES FEDERAL LAW, I DON’T CARE WHO THE DOGTOWN UR. EVEN THE PRESIDENT CANNOT COME UP 2 A PERSON AND SHOOT THEM DEAD, WE ALL HAVE RIGHTS IN THIS GREAT LAND OF OURS, THE DAYS OF ANDREW JACKSON ENDED WITH LINCOLN AND SLAVERY. AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION, U HAVE A DUTY AND OBLIGATION 2 HELP PEOLPLE LIKE ANITA THE ATTORNEY I MENTIONED, AND MYELF, AND NO, SHE DID NOT SEND THIS NOTE TO HERE, DAVE WAS A HIM, NOT A HER, ANOTHER HACK/PBE. This is now so frequently occurring and with strange timing to B beyond any rational person’s concept of acceptable happenstance/coincidence. Hence, I will now change my term of PBE for PRIOR BLOGGING ERROR, to this: PBHE and this abbreviates the words [PRIOR BLOGGING HACK or ERROR]. Aniwho MC/HM, and other Morians or Lessians, they just hit my delete key on the sixth dimension, hope to get it reinserted later on, MH, [MIND HACK]. Cold long winters always swing around to shorter hot summers here in this garden state of NJUSAESMWG. B4 long, my lightning will B visiting me, hopefully mush more frequently than last year which totally lolly-popped. People that enjoy the water sports will B out in boats and so forth, and those able 2 swim will again B in the pools and waterways swimming. Let me tell U a little story B4 Joan and I at the great and locally famous HW Swim Club, ever shared lap-lanes together back in 1995 and 1996.

David Charles Roth and I had a large life-raft that we had purchased from a local sporting goods store, nearby to his abode. It was known at the time as HERMAN’S. I mentioned the thrilling time I had in a huge microburst or at least very severe thunderstorm that was in the Barnegat Bay area in the early nineties, out in the bay with this raft, all though we did nearly drown. Being close to my lovely Diana always thrills me beyond any verbally expressible way that my limited literary skills could come even close 2 permit. The only things was that lightning was mad at me 4 risking my life and David’s in this torrential storm and dangerous waterway, on a flimsy 6-man life raft, and let me know it with no uncertainty, by not giving me any of her beautiful colors. All of her lightning was not only bright blinding white, but even the fractal patterns that made up all of her cloud to connecting ground streamers, seemed 2B going out of their way 2B as unattractive as she could make them, as normally, she does all that she can to maximize her beauty and striking splendor, in both color and fractal pattern, as she makes her way so hurriedly to Mother Earth. Later from home that night, several codes had come into the Privecode machine that decoded messages that we had worked out in number groupings to sentence transpositions, at the very time the storm was raging and we were hanging on 4 dear life, and these messages said that I was a bad boy and a fool 4 risking my life and that of my friend’s life, and another one said, when she is mad, all the color and usual beauty of her lightning will B removed, as an indicator that indeed, she is ticked off at something. I will now get the topic returned back to swimming 4 now, if U will permit this. This same raft a few years later was used by us in the Tuckerton Bay area, on the south side of Highway 72, as opposed 2 where we were during the storm, which was on the north side of the highway, and basically just west of the famous Barnegat Lighthouse. A current was pulling us at close to ten or more knots, further from our car, and by the time we hit the shore that we were heading to, we would have had a 3 mile walk back. A rope was attached to the raft and something possessed me to jump overboard and grab the rope and try to swim the raft back, but to no avail. Then 4 the gods only know what reason, and this is what started all of this “thinking forward without swimming” thing, I just put the rope in my hands and stretched out my arms in front of me while lying flat on my stomach. I thought I wish I could move us against the current, and the next thing I knew we were dead in the water against a ten knot current. Then is disbelief of what I knew I couldn’t possibly B doing, I just thought to myself, “forward-forward-a little faster”, and instantly, we were moving another 5 knots over the 10 knot current. The wind was quiet that day, and as Dave in sheer amazement had stopped all paddling, and I was not thrashing about with arms nor legs swimming in order 2 propel forward, there was virtually no sound at close proximity, and as I started again 2 think, “a little faster forward”, more speed ensued, and the sound of wind whipping past my ears was the coolest thing that I ever had heard. Later this was done on several occasions in following ninety’s summer’s at two private club outdoor pools; and let me tell U, the wind whipping sound is the wildest thing that anyone could ever imagine. Until it has happened 2U, U cannot know. I would not trade some of my wild abilities 4 all the money in the freaking Federal Reserve Bank as well as all of the gold in Fort Knox, 10. B4 Mickey, somewhere in hyperspace, where I shifted out of, after TZ spiked my drink with poison over at his house, jumped me in the HW showers, I had a real blast that one day, but since then, I never go more than any good swimmer, without a boogie board and flippers, could go, attracting this kind of attention would B extremely unwise 4 me at this point in my life. Sarah-Stacey and I play games on the beaches of the Teck Bay side and the Atlantikrassle River side of her great lovely city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, throughout infinity. These games, since I remember them, and since they involve automatic high speed movement through waters, she has told me that it has caused me in the human world, sort of a [and I will get back to this, another mind/delete/ETTOS struck me, and instantly and totally removed the medical name I was going to say just half a centamal B4 I went 2 type it, maybe 2/5ths of a second. It was just this fast. There is no such true thing as Alzheimer’s disease, or amnesia, it all is that pesky delete key, oh the games of these mucus swallowing slimy gods!!!!!!!!! I will talk around it to get them freaking angrier and maybe help me override them and remember this word. It is BIOFEEDBACK, HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!! C, if U fight them, they do not always win!!!!!! She says it works similarly to these pain controlling/manipulating machines, and since out there in the great city, HER CITY, SDK, the great CAPITOL of the entire Astral World, we play in the water a lot and do this naturally, and I remember it so well, I can do it naturally here on mortal realms. She told me what my limit is if I practice enough, here, not there, limit is not a word in dictionaries out there, but here, it is just under 200 knots. She said not ever to do this, as if a tiny ripple let along a swell hits me wrong at this high rate of speed, my mother would not recognize me. Water is as hard as cement unless it is passed through at slow enough speeds with minimal angular and full-dimensional resistance. For example, U, me, all of us, big or little, R so many cubic centimeters in mass. The less total of this mass that makes full and direct contact with the full amount of the chemical mixture of 2 elements of hydrogen and one element of oxygen, or “water”, the greater friction is permitted, in this case friction is speed or rubbing between the water being passed through, and the one that is passing through this water, DUHH!!!!! Out there in astrallity, I float with basically no body drop into the water, and it is astral water, lighter in its elemental composition due to faster atomic speeds of vibratory rate. Even here, the biofeedback principal allows me to stomach-float much higher above surface level, than another person. Just kicking or swishing my feet a few times and could beat the best Olympic sprinter. Many times I simply do this; it is less obvious and raises less suspicion and attention. I can do this underwater as well. I do not like being a freak, so I do not often do these things, including reversing the directions of restaurant rotisseries. I won’t lie and say however that it is not beyond way cool though 2 know that I can do this type of thing, but opening up a Vegas act or going public, outside of admitting 2 these abilities, is not for me. Aniwho, I all ready know my blogs R not believed, so anyone reading this is laughing and feeling sorry 4 poor deluded mental-case-Mountainpen. Some delusion, I know what I can do, and the joke is on a blind and ignorant world, that thinks it is so advanced, while proving to me daily how closed minded it truly is!!!

I enjoy the show ‘Law and Order’ a lot. Saw the first opening night’s 2 programs of the oh-eight season, and then 4 three straight freaking weeks, no matter how hard that I freaking try 2 remember 2 watch it a 10 at night on Wednesday, I have now missed 3 straight, and this is ticking my grass hole off big time. Creatures of habit they say we all R, these sociological experts that is. Well, in my case it is true, change the dern thing from Friday night 2 Wednesday night, and U got me royally sca-rued!!!!! Hope I do not miss the whole freaking season, but if I do, the dynamite channel will carry the re-runs as they always have B4. This is the best law show since Perry Mason walked up those same steps that MC Coy does, in Manhattan. The clever new twist in this is that instead of Mister Burger in PM being the number 2 guy in the show, the number one guy here is the prosecutor, seeking justice for the injustice done to so many, and then on top of that, it double-twists, by having the first part with the crime and the police solving and making a case, so that the second part of the show can then come on the scene and basically take the show from there, it really is at least in my humble whittle opinion, one Dogtown of a great show. Was sorry 2C the beauty queen go as I’m sure all us guys R. If Green goes, that will kill the show, IMHO, U gotta have something of the original still in the mix, so don’t leave us BR. Now on point about the show: the episode where President Hopeful is discussing how the not so normal amongst us upstairs may think that our E-mail comes from an alien as opposed 2 what is really happening in the cyber world, it may B on the identity theft one with Mister Lonnie Jackson who got his entire life ripped off and was thrown out of his paid 4 home and out into the street. U should know that indeed, the real world is a real world and that e-mail is electronic mail, sent by other humans on this mighty Al Gore Boulevard information highway of interconnected networking computer systems, and this is all totally fine and good. But not everything is within the visible and scientifically known about realms in any given period and era in human civilization. I challenge any of U to talk to your dream characters on a tape recorder, analogue, digital, doesn’t matter, through a telephone when it is connected to another party and UR on hold, or totally off hook and off line, but the wire to the phone, and it must B a landline, is wrapped 3-6 times around an electrostatic ball that is on and shooting lightning inside, or still, President Hopeful, E-mail them through this electromagnetically connected and operating system by having a friend let U send it to their address, but U address your dream/astral characters, by name, and talk to them. When U get the awakening of them answering U back in vivid dreams waking U up with a jolt, U will not B in such a hurry 2 think that this entire EM spectrum thing is a bunch of sci-fi overdone nonsense, ripe 4 nut cases and certified SSDI collectors. This is not a bunch of Morse-tap, that either. I could share many things with U and will, should these runt slapping sleaze cheese and mind-diseased enemies of mine or the WOMO as I term them 4 now, start up and keep up hurting and persecuting me and gaining on their rotten EVIL RUG EMPIRE, I warn U now, my secret stuff, and or TRS that will soon get blogged, will start U all DEEP-HOLE-SEARCHING!!!!!!!!!! A Pennsylvania quarry will B what you’ll need when my website is fully updated and totally expanded. This thing with my partner and BH, it all plays right into my hands, as I still have the proof that I am not lost in the mix, and this is the way these lovely ingrates thank a dude who fronted up lots of doe, and now as a result, suffered a bankruptcy, a disgrace, and a come down in lifestyle into a rat6s glass trailer park full of miserable rotten sickies and bums!!!!!!! Thanks. But as I said, I will have so much proof up that indeed I do exist, and it will shame lots of people all over this evil world, for life, what has been freaking done 2 me!!!!!!

Let us now do a short, if that’s possible 4 total wind-bag Mountainpen, discourse on my interaction, where I totally have come 2 believe, that Donna trapped me endlessly in her HELLOGRAM, 4 what I did 2 her in the 22 hundreds after admitantly, I retraced her 4 not the nicest purposes. Forget Poor Russ/Richard, admitantly is a good word, it needs 2Badded 2 dictionaries, doesn’t it fit the sentence perfectly, yet spellchecker said sahwee. Well, I’m sorrier bwaby wuv, but aniwho ladies and lads, if U ever request a taped or CD or whatever copy from the Library of Congress, of my book in 1994 called “The Permission Barrier”, the complete story is in there regarding my experience that altered my human life forever as me, on the night of August 15th of 1986. In this interaction, I had the woman I loved, I had the world smack dab by the pain holders, I had more money than half of the gods in Olympia, and owned the Corporation land management system by the name of STARBURN OUTREACH DEVELOPMENT CORPORATION. At the end of this major and beyond weird 5 month interaction that all managed somehow 2 take place in the spot of one 7 hour early morning period of 1-8 AM, and without making this a long story, it was beautiful, but as it winded down towards the close, it ended up disastrous, with me going to the home I owned in Atlantic city, NJUSAESMWG, and having a stranger answer the door that resembled Hulk Hogan, and when I wouldn’t take no 4 an answer from him, he introduced me to a fast ride from the home to the street. As I shook off the cob webs as the boxing industry loves to put it, I knew I was back in the part of hyperspace where no longer did I have this great life. When I eventually gained normal consciousness in my bed at my Cherry Hill home in NJUSAESMWG, my life turned on a dime and never looked back. Within 36 hours, I was cut by glass in my own refrigerator, scalded with 2nd degree burns after spilling some hot tea all over myself, and from here it was one thing after another, it just never stopped, and is ongoing to this very blinkadeeblankadeefrackenfrookjengeekenblinkbllinkblank day!!!!!!!!!! If U cannot C the frustration and suffering that I have done since August in ’86, U need a soul transplant and a B-NICE course from Hitler!!!!!!! The point to all of this is this: The astral world interaction went from on a scale from 1-1000, say a 4 hundred million to a minus eleven trillion. Can U get this???????? Now what I am attempting 2 convey 2U is that if something this great on the heavenly, goes this far south, all in this one single interaction, obviously, when U come back Earthly, U can expect life here 2 turn on a dime, especially, if U have major total recall to the astral world dreaming experience. I know that they all got the idea 4 the FLATLINERS MOVIE from me, as 3 or 4 or 5 years later after hearing me on bugged phones telling many a person about this horrific experience, was all Hollywood needed 2 come up with writing this great movie, and yes, the Billie Mahoney thing is absolutely on the godsdern $$$$$. Ya godda rent or buy the DVD, Ya just godda!!!!!!!!!. Then re-read this blog. THEN, U WILL KNOW.

I want to thank my beautiful Deedee’s, my big lovely black birds, 4 being all around me when I need them, tell Sarah-Stacey how much my giant brown haired queen means 2 me, PWEEEEEZE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Deedee, when I call U, then U swoop down with other lovely deedee’s, more and more of them lower and lower, letting me C all of your lovely eyes and your beautiful 12 claws, U will always B my very special birds, I want U all 2 come and build your great nests high up in all of the trees around where I live, U know where I live, right there at the Comcast Building. Watch over me, and I will feed U watermelons and lunchmeats, and make U all very happy, just stay near 2 me and protect me my great beautiful birds, and tell my SCYLLA, that I cannot face this world much longer, I need my giant teen queen to dangle her knee-length long bright brown hair, all over my face while I hold her so close 2 me forever and ever and ever. PLEASE, I NEED A GAME OVER, THAT’S-–A--- G A M E ----- O V E R. How much more can I do, sure my life story is 100 times huger than all that has thus far blogged, and with a huge and expanded super website, I could put up music, pix, sound bytes, AV streaming, and on and on, and it would never server real justice to my story and what has been done against me by very powerful filth, and what all of this is really totally about!!!!!!!!!!! Morianity in short could stand 4, THE TRUTH OF DEATH, as Christianity is THE TRUTH OF CHRIST. It may surface-appear 2B a huge journal of TRASH TALK, so I again remind U of two urgent things U need 2 consider B4 making and retaining this misjudgment: First off, if U would just believe the horrific and monstrous things that a group of powerful wicked WOMO entities R and have been doing 2 me is indeed real and not the product of delusion or imagination, U would then obviously need 2 agree that there simply could not ever even B sufficient TRASH TALK 4 them. Secondly, forget the mile in my mocs thing for a minper, until U experience THE FASCITAR, it is like me or Jack McCoy telling ravishing luscious Abbey C. that she never was there 2 experience the 1960’s, on the {L&O} show. If U won’t practice fascitar 6/10 and within a week max, C4 yourselves how true what I blog really all is, U cannot rationally believe that U have an argument with me that could stand up, and this is what I have told super-atheist Bearded Bob where I work, my next door site, security officer. People have literally been “programmed”, by precisely what I do not claim 2 know fully, but they R as androids or better, robots, and have only the will of the remote controller on the other side of a huge joystick somewhere. I tell U2 try this and U will C wonders beyond meeting and even ‘having’ all of your favorite Hollywood stars, and everyone shrugs and goes, “hmmmm”. Fine, but I cannot give U anti-fear of dying or anything else, and when U do die, do not think about this, it won’t do U one bit of good then, br. No, UR not imagining that I am pushing an agenda, what hellse is new, isn’t everybody from your local politicians to your own kids to get that extra stay-up hour? We all have life situations and baggage, and therefore, yes, issues, and agendas. Mine is not secret, it is out in the open like Ward Clever and the broken car window, pal!!!!!! I know what is real and going on. I know that there is power in numbers. I know that if I could get a following and it leads to a successful foundation, even moderately sized, I could have lots of hell lessened considerably. With others on my side of the fight, they would not dare do all of this, they do stuff covertly in case U ainta caughta onto this yet geniuses!!!!! Look, I am straight up and forward out, I do not deny my agenda in all of this, yet I still claim the great SSJKK is telling me 2 do all of this, and has placed Ed Himacane and Ann Silva in my path 4 this very reason, and there is not a hill of stink beans that I can do about it except end up in a whale’s belly perhaps. When my great awesome teen queen says jump, I ask her first what shoes do U want me wearing, how should my hair B worn, what color pants and shirt should I cloth myself with, should I whistle Dixie or one of Donna’s dance tunes, should I use one or both feet, and then, and only then, I include, “Oh, and by the way great lovely Stacey, HOW HIGH”??????? The prophets of ancient days learned quite quickly not to mess with the great Jehovah. She is great beyond great; whatever anyone could say or try to sing about her would not do the smallest justice to my teen queen. Y and J interchange both on MW and on AW. When the rodeo comes 2 town and someone hollers out, “YE-HO”, the V is always a silent 5th letter on astral realms, and the female part of this great GOD-ENTITY, again as with SAR-AH, there is the ancient Hebrew word of two letters, the thrill and excitement just 2B near her cannot B explained. Take whatever U want in your wildest mind and multiply how U think this would make U feel in bliss and happiness, by billions. YEEEEE-HOOOOO, the V is astrally silent as letter #5, most always, and absolutely always in any proper names, and then U can add the female part, AH. Do not get me started with her, her huge chocolate brown eyes, one look at them, if it happened on Earth to any guy or even any girl, and U would B out of your mind and think day and night of her until she tells U that your dream is over and that U may indeed B with her in Sahasra Dal Kanwal. A tiny example inverted a trillion times, is the NABISCO WHEAT THIN COMMERCIAL, they ran 4 several years, until I opened up my dumb mouth on these blogs and they then pulled it off of the air. The animation of her on the beach with her kite showed her giant height, she stands 79 inches precisely in her lovely bare feet. But her eyes R shown more in the animated depiction of the promo spot where she dives into a pool, and if U have this on tape or DVD, just freeze frame slow forward until she opens her eyes to full, and you will get your mind blown, she has these type of huge brown eyes with natural thick lashes. Another way 2 describe her unfathomable beauty that would stop a healthy dude’s heart cold in one centamal, is to compare this or any pretty animation of some lovely girl, and then a real live beautiful girl, now this contrast is one thing, but as hard to believe as this may sound, the contrast would need 2B multiplied 1000 times, and then just MAYBE then, we would approach describing humanly, just how intensely beautiful the GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE really is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, I do go on and on with this, do not ever get someone on this topic who has actually met this being, they cannot shut up day or night about her, and the only thought in their mind is permanently escaping and leaving this silly dumb little dream world here behind forever!!!!!! Soon, added 2 my website, instead of having just the large maps of Dogtown, or the Olympian Province and so on, the document will B digitally photographed [lawtronic-counterpart-EMF-captured] 4 the old Native Americans of yester-year, and I will add them 2 my PIX section of this site, no more need 2 scroll around, C it all at a quick glance.

Well we did this B4 but time has taught me that we all need rote and repeated teachings, I know I sure do when it comes 2 these wovewee computers. OK, it is 2060 and UR home and feel like entering a VR virtual-reality program. U pick one that will last ten years, it is set as a world where UR superman in Metropolis City, the menu is wider than presently imaginable by any programmer alive. U jack in to it as the Lawn Mower Man Movie kids did. This program has the option of memory save or memory cut out, U choose the cut out. U go in, U seem 2B a little tike along a road found by a middle aged couple named Clark and Sarah Kent. The rest is history. Now U will live as Superman for ten years with absolutely no memory of the U back on the other side of the cosmiputer screen. Then one day the kryptonite gets U, boom, U fell into the trap, bye-bye soup. Then U wake up out of this 5 minutes later lying right on your bed hooked up to all this jack-in equipment. No one ever can know whether our livers right here and now R not this, just up it by one step in your mind, dig??????? It is all a dream no matter how U cut it, even in the great high astral heavens. The only thing that is true and real is the great VOID INFINITY that lawtrons dream out and away from, to allow this void and us 2 share interactions, [dreams]. Don’t like this truth, hey, I’ll bet U your wife and bank account, that U don’t like the idea that your kids may get cancer and die in the next 5 years, or aids, or hit by a bus, or shot dead in school. It is not whether or not we like it buns, IT IS SIMPLE TRUTH, THE GREAT ROMAN 6, VI. The greatest gods R not all that fond of all of this either, and distract themselves constantly with power struggle games, it is no different now and forever, Roman Gladiators, today’s Jessica Simpson football teams, it is that it is, deal with it!!!!!!!!!!! There was lots of hacking in the prior blog. I could spend an hour editing or correct/amending with PBE. I am sure they hacked into this blog as well, they always do. It distracts them from this NO-OBLIVION-THING, remember!!!!!!! What urinates me off is that I as well am stuck knowing this truth, yet instead of being distracted in ways that R pleasurable, I on top of my SUPERHELL, must also endure being their endless freaking target, IN THEIR GAMES-OF-DISTRACTION, so does life totally truck 4 me or what bwaby-wuv-Fudd???? If everyone must carry 30 pounds on their shoulder 4 life, that is one thing, but 20 people at gunpoint forcing me to take 5 of their pounds 4 them or else they’ll go BANG, that is not one damn bit fair, Admiral Spok.

In closing 4 the weekend, as neither this blog nor the prior supplemental one R as of yet posted up 2 any blogging sites, let me tell U what must B done. I call this OPERATION REAL-TIME-ICPE-PROOF, or 4 shortened abbreviation, ORTICPEP. This can B pronounce, a bit oddly, but nonetheless pronounced, a new word 4 my poor me collection, RICHARD/RUSSELL, orticpep. Orticpep is simply this. I will have regular blogs and short insert blogs once I get my own machine and internet connection, a must 4 this plan, there just is no other Miss Chillie way 2 run this candy store. Sites like Blogger, I know all ready, as I currently have 5 and this current one is #5, but in case another will not allow more than one running at a time, in the case of that site, there will B lots of blog numbers, and it all will B forced 2B on the one blog. For the ones that permit me to run the two simultaneous blogs, the normal blog will run and remain basically unchanged. It is the short runners that need B elaborated on now, and this is the plan as well as the ‘Y’ of the plan: Every single time I fall under attacks, unless out on errands or at work of course, but I have plans 4 this as well, it all just takes money and more money, and this is a commodity that I am not well blessed with, as R too many of us, but HM, aniwho, and my other M/L, let us 4 example’s sake say that it is 3:10 in the afternoon, and I get 2 major left side death angel attacks all within one minute’s time. Next a plane swoops down low over my residence and a minute later, a helicopter as well. I get up on the sites on my bookmarked section, 3-6 or so, and post a 4 sentence event log, the log/blog number, the normal date and time written as it is written today, 4 example: Mon. 21 JAN, 08. SHORT-BLOG #125-----bla, bla, and blaaaa. Now it is 4:01PM and the Dow went up over 100 points. I will jump up to my sites to post the following: Well, they used ICPE again and got their evil way, Dow up 124.49, not settled yet. Harassment an hour ago, as always was for my benefit, SOSO. That night the Philadelphia Flyers R playing and it is 9 of the clock and the third period is starting, the score is tied at a 3-all. A nasty diarrhea attack hits me hard followed by a light bulb blowout and a loud plane. I come up first 2 report the siege. Now I check the score or get it on the regular local news broadcast. Another short-blog now gets shot up. SHORT-BLOG #128, well the scum got their way, this hurting me gives them 70 to 90% chance to win, the score at time of persecution was 3 all, but this gave these sleaze bags the 4-3 victory. Short and sweet, just the short-blog number, day and date and time, the situation being reported, no heavy added adjectives or major commentary, just the facts mam Dragnet Joe, just the facts. Then after the end of a ballgame B it Phillies or Flyers, or at the end of a stock market trading session, I come up again, and begin showing this pattern is real and beyond a doubt, so a detective can B eventually paid to hang around me and witness and video-record, and then B handed my blogging address, to go along with his/her notes, 4 hopefully someday, a court litigation, against this fortune-50 filth, or the WOMO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, now yall know me whittle pwans bwaby wuv wabbit, so go ahead and martyr or kill me, ‘cause that is what you’re gonna have 2 do shortly, as I can’t take this any moiré, 20-30 years is more than enough, and you stick shaking bunt tappers are not gonna ever stop this, and I am simply getting way to freaking old too handle this any longer, I’ll do what I damn must. This is all out freaking war!!!!!!!!! All my life since this hell got a foothold on my life, I needed a way or a plan to do just this, it is simply that I do no have sufficient funds, and they R not stupid, they make these screw up and go wrong and cost me out of pocket money, and they know precisely what they R doing, with or without MOGOSP!!!!!! I know this hell is real and that powerful humans, whether they B influenced by the “spirit world” forces or not, real humans R prosecutable targets. Get caught with enough evidence in my locker, messing up my life in a precise pattern over decades of time, and kiss your dern fortunes good-bye, as I will own every one of your diamonds and homes and U name it br!!!! I am not just a jerk that enjoys trash talking on line. These horrendous people have killed my best friend and my mother, and have put me through decades of covert torture, wrecking every possible facet of my life, emotional, relational, physical, mental, and even ritual. Lots of voodoo and tricks have been used such as using these powerful Jessica Simpson ICPE’s on me, again this stands 4 Intentionally Created Parallel Event. U all take it so seriously when it is this football thing with pretty starlit Jessie, but poor old ugly Mountie, sca-rue him, he ain’t worth liquid squat juice, yukadoodle!!!!!!!! And really, come on, should this leave me liking this world or wanting anything to do with it? I have been ripped off in money, in intellectual property, and I have been beaten up and physically abused, sexually abused by 3 male queers, several student teachers at school tried to mess with me, young sluts 19-22, when I was 14-17, raped by a giant in an elevator, had my arms broken by 2 powerful people on 2 several occasions, abused, ignored, mistreated, and B4 some dirt hole kit swallower goes, AWWWWWW!!!!!!!!, let me just add this: My mother worked as U know 4 a shipping company from 1939-2000, up 2 the weekend of her final demise, and right through her strange and debilitating undiagnosable and ultra mysterious medical condition. One day in the early mid 1990’s while we rented the home 4 three years in Gibbsboro, NJUSAESMWG, after she had been telling me what a whining crybaby I am and that I cannot take any pressure, and bleeebleeeebleeeeeeeblaaaablummmm!!!!!!! Now as if the gods perhaps trying 2 teach her a little lesson, that she wasn’t the great hot stuff that she professed to me 2B4 so long as she would put me down, and her behavior was witnessed and observed by my friend David C. Roth. He thought I was totally Bonkers-Ville 4 staying with her and helping her as she treated me poorly much of the time. Aniwho, a coworker of hers was getting real bad; she had a magic angel on her shoulder and managed to go decades in an office never experiencing a bad coworker or any real problem. The sitch as Kim Possible would say on Walt Disney’s Channel grew worse and worse! But no this Emily character was literally driving my powerful all mighty mom right up the freaking wall. Worse it got and then worse still. One day I was with Dave Roth in the Pine Barrens exploring around in the Wharton State Forests of NJUSAESMWG, and I came home around the din-din hour, maybe 7’ish. I looked around, dinner was never prepared, and mother was seemingly nowhere. I went up to take a leak in my bathroom upstairs, she had her own bathroom downstairs, both were full bathrooms, showers/baths/the whole 60’s scene man!!!! Well, groovy, dig, jive, and all of that not withstanding, I walk in and puke is everywhere. She spit up all over the godsdamn bathroom. It made revolting seem like fried potatoes and salmon casserole. It was absolutely horrific. I was able to wake her up; she had just downed a full fifth of whiskey, and had been 4 about a year now, somewhat of a more than social drinker. Getting her whiskey bottles was starting 2 become like a brush your teeth thing, and I did not like it, but she was over 21, and was the parent, what could I do? It seems that Emily and her had a tiff that day, a Saturday. Mom enjoyed walking to the train and going into the Philadelphia office every few Saturdays, perhaps once monthly on average. Well, Emily went in about twice a year on Saturdays, and this was the wrong Saturday, no one else there from Mr. Speers the boss, or another single lawtronic counterpart, [soul]. Aniwho, as the two speeding trains on one track heading into each other in the dead of a cold snowy night, here is the scenario I paint with this, and baby, I ain’t no James Patterson, all though, JP, it really was a low blow of U and those guards in AC to profit on my pain that day I was holding back tears behind my dark glasses and staring out into my lovely Stacey, the Atlantic Ocean. That was about as low as it goes, you know minus 1X10 to the 5th power hertz at 12 bells of sound pressure level. A real low blow, do they have one to watch in the water, is it just me to stare at through their binoculars 4 Chrissake????? Aniwho back on point with Mom and Emily, they had a bute of a fight, a real freaking bute!!!! My mom came home but first stopped off at a liquor store near the train station, and got her whiskey. I on the other hand, and by the way I am very sympathetic towards her woes at the office, all though it is doubtful she would have reciprocated should the roles have been reversed, I should know, I lived with her off and on until her death in 2000 since my birth in 1954, but I would call this day average to slightly bad, if this had happened to me, and I have 300 bad days out of a 365.2422 day year. The other 65.2422 R not that great either. But I do not smoke, drink, date, vote, participate in any of this evil Satan world’s activities, I do not do drugs, never have done these things, I stay away from all the crazy nutty women of this sick world, always have and always will. I try my very best just to mind my own business. I do not bother a single lawtron counterpart. If U do not like my blogs, U don’t ever have 2 read them, sort of like television, change the stupid channel, Y waste a postage stamp or a phone call 2 complain if U do not like something, turn it off, turn me off, Do U really honestly think it will add or subtract one hair on my head or one inch to my height???? Whatever turns U on baby cakes, go 4 it!!!! What is not fair is the brutal and unforgivably ferocious treatment that I have gotten from this demonic evil world practically from the day I came into it as Mountainpen!!!!!!! Well boo-hoo 4 me, I have done my weekend chest banging and tear squeezing. Now my ribs R cracked and my eyes R dry, oh well, go 2 Dogtown.

Brown eyes, U took me out of that horrific Dogtown, how can I ever thank my lovely special teen-queen????? U belong 2 me, I am jealous of the whole entire world!!!! I know that is totally silly, but I AM, no that is 4U2 say, sahwee!!!!!!!!

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FULL EVIL EMPIRE, FULL EVIL EMPIRE, FULL EVIL EMPIRE. This is what these lovely entities get when they persecute me night and day and get things accordingly magnetized onto a channel in this mode and direction. If U were going through this nightmare, then, only then, would U understand, but then, no on would understand nor believe U. Last night after 2 straight days of major Dow Jones Market gaines through cheated government intervention, as they always do, they cheated again when the game was tied at three-all, and hurt my body big time with a super cramp and diarrhea attack, bringing the Flyers to a 4/3 victory. SOSO. I’ll amend and correct many prior blogging errors or PBE. One example, as when Eddie’s laptop has functions that automatically go on and work and multitask, and the machine is not at maximum memory and is quite old and used, and then words freeze up such as when I said HIS OR HER DEATH and it came out his or heath, no ‘R’, no space, and no ‘DE’ in the word death. When Eddie would read back what I would write, he would poke fun at me, and it was not me doing anything, this is the way of my same old same old SSO life, I am totally used 2 it by now mister Joel!!!!!!! The only reason most of the aerial persecution from WOMO is way down lately, is because they know they R back on the mode now of getting their EVIL EMPIRE WAY. Also, they love 2 tease me, not only with music but with hundreds of varying entertainment world based systems. One big one is the Empire Rug Company that advertises, and every time they score big especially with a major FULL EVIL EMPIRE, this advertisement with that ugly old man is on over and over, as my personal stock ticker, to let me know and I quote, HA HA MOUNTAINSCUM, WE WON YA LITTLE KIT. When I went to shoot up last Sunday’s blog at Ann’s place, my car was hit. The wheel would not move, it moaned and that was it. U know about the problem with the power steering, the fluid was not low and the bottle of bought new fluid, as I started 2 add it, came to the top B4I say Jack Robinsweat. This made sure that the following week would go their way, it always does, and they have been messing with me and my property for 22 plus years with this, I should know by Billy Joel heart attack-ack-ack-ack now how it works, it is more than a life sentence 4 second degree murder. The word NEED got somehow also hacked out on a prior blog text. Their mama does not NEED to know the way those young hun’s were flirting and looking at me in the grocery store that day, is what I wrote, but the system omitted the word NEED. Oh yes, that old dependable Sixth Dimensional insert/delete key or SDHK 4 6th-D Hacking Key, it is there when they want 2 use, any old time.

KSR stands 4 KERLIAN SECRET REALITIES. I know 4 a fact, that the Dorian Grey story is very ral and true. My image when captured on many mirrors and videotapes and cameras, sucks out negative parts of the illusion of life, and permits the residual more positive energy to B replaced back as the source of me. My passport photo is a prime example, it looks like I am an old man of almost 100 years. Most cameras have this effect on me, or I have this effect on them. If I take a camcorder that my cousin lent me and photographed myself in my living room in the home that I rented for three years in Gibbsboro, NJUSAESMWG, people would tell me 4 weeks that I look 10 years younger and many pounds thinner. Many even say, U tell me you’re a shrimp, but you R really quite tall. This is somehow a totally projected illusion, as I am not. This all started when I bought a mirror at the Bradlees department store, and kept a strange clock, also purchased there, behind it and facing the wall. This clock when not facing out into a room, would stop the time of any corner that it was placed in. I ate meat kept out for weeks in a warm room, near these corners that I stopped time in, and this was said on the phone, I even attempted on more than one occasion to tell the Franklin Institute about these devices, and they just brushed me off and would not listen to one freaking word I said, my own institute, and life ain’t irony, huh? But then, I have tried to prove many things that I have as well as things that I am able 2 do, and on a single Lawtron-counterpart is one bit interested. One huge case and point that verifies what I say and can totally prove beyond any shadow of any doubt, is the album-CD projects that I did 4 Billy Harner, the recording artist well known in the 19 sixties with his very famous song,” Sally Sayin’ Something”, and I come along in 2000 as the President of an independent recording label called STUDIO PARK RECORDS, and my partner produced his album in 2000 AD called SUMMER OF LOVE. The front cover on the CD is a photo I took if him holding onto the sign on the boardwalk, saying TENNESSEE AVENUE. It was not done very well, and many said it was his embarrassment project, but I do not agree totally, yes if I had produced it, it would have been done correctly and a ton better, but it was not that bad, I have heard worse, such as crack head Whitney doing the Star Spangle Banner, unfathomably terrible. My Archie Bunker pernt is that no record of his even ever doing this project exists, it has literally been blotted out of existence, but it did happen and it was real. But let Mountainpen B connected and or affiliated with anything, and it must B destroyed and forever disappear, this is no joke, go up on his web site, U will C this is all true. They all want me to just disappear and go away, well I am not going 2B tthat easy 2 get rid of, and I have proof of all of this. My website will have so much proof, the recordings that R in my legally permitted ability 2 post, as well as secret recordings proving everything I ever tell to this world, U will not get away with treating me this way and wrecking my life, none of U and all of U.

What is happening in all of this is coming from what mortal man calls the SPIRIT WORLD, AND THE NEGATIVE PART OF IT, and SATAN’S KINGDOM OF DEMONS AND EVIL SPIRITS. I know that a super hi-teck society is behind this spirit world thing, and am not planning to go into any of it now. I picked Ann up at the Hair Cuttery Store next 2 the Hammonton Super fresh grocery store, an hour ago or so and a little thumb in the butt chem-trail was right in front of me the very second I pointed some seagulls or deedee’s in the distance. Another prior hack was the word-reversing stuff in the ace of spades, not THECAE, a space after the, followed by ace, not cae, nor wow/two, or sue/use, and on and on, all major Lattisau jack-hack-attack!!!! Then how about the real mind attack where the forces made my own mind reverse yes and no and black and red, go ahead, go back and study the blogs. Y would I do this, it just makes me look like a darn fool, so Y would I want 2 discredit myself, when I am trying 2 gain credibility? Just wait, the weekend is mine, my turn now. Monday was like last Friday, another super weird day, and I will expand on all of this from my blog over the weekend and many people R going 2B extremely sorry 4 perpetrating their evils against me in this ferocious demonic manner.

I will end this short blogging post with this, I know what UR up 2 Donna, do not forget I am an astral traveler, ask your hot shot WOMO friends, they know, like Mr. Berman and Mr. Pillar.

The Houdini/Copperfield trick worked 4 most, how many bothered to properly multiply the 12 and the 7. The 69/96 thing comes from the FASCITAR 6/10 system, not the 2 numbers of SSJKK. They create 48/84. Yes, wrong year 4 Donna, back to 1948 and the other year is correct, sahwee, they say no body wants 2 know when it comes. Me, I wish it would come right now, I hate this life with a serious passion, but my queen says that I need 2 complete this mission. 1984 is the first full year since the WOMO put the microchip into my throat and changed my life forever. I cannot do justice right now to many things, but my next blog will blow a lot of minds, go ahead 4 now however, check out Harner’s website, soon on mine, the 2000 project will B there along with an undisputable true honest story that the world needs 2 know and hear, I have rights too, I am not freaking chopped liver. CU all Monday with a huge post up, uh-oh, lets hold our breath and prey the planet doesn’t drop off the map, as they R trying to do to me.

GOOGLE, SWIS, WORLD LAB, VOID INFINITY, This blogging text is true, I swear to all of it being the total absolute truth with no omissions nor additions, under full penalty of legal perjury charges!!!!! MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, this is all COPYRIGHTED IN THESE NAMES, if these names appear any place on any of my blogging texts.

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Subtitle, The Millionth Council and Me
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U do not need 2 know where I am or any details, just what I type in is pertinent, no more and no less, hacking is major, and Eddy screwed up by not giving me a device that the mouse plugs into as he did B4. A zone alarm is making my type get messed up and I cannot click with no mouse connection, and must move my finger along the pre-mouse way and click buttons, time consuming.

I have taken hell all last week until Friday, major in the air, and Friday, the assault was with their famous hostility-gram as I refer 2 them as. Chem-trailing was bad all week, all year, and 4 months and months without any let up, basically after mid to mid late oh five, it started really bad and just did not ever look back again. However, the recent 2 solid months if not 3 or 4, of total Dogtown, had 2 do with ICPE. This stands for INTENTIONALLY-CREATED-PARALLEL-EVENT. Every day was putrid last week, and all of January, it simply has been pure hell, and Y not, I never ever hardly C a police person or patrol car anywhere anymore. But it goes beyond this, it is all because scum like Don Chump and his buddies that understand how real and powerful ICPE is, and what has been going on for a few months now, which is the litigation of Morgan Stanley and Mary Carter Paints, known publicly as Resorts International Casino in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. It is all right there in the Press of Atlantic City’s issue dated Tuesday the 15th of January, in the Region section if memory is correctly serving me.

My ex-bizz-part knows many interesting characters from his days living in Nashville, 10, not the Avenue in Martinoville, New Jersey. One lady is or was in a state psychiatric facility, as she had the same thing happen to her that happened to me, SHE GOT IT. Most transistor radio speakers blow if 1000 watt amps R run into them. I did not blow 4 whatever reason, but here is her story as Sir Paul tells it. She was staring into her computer screen and instantly “everything made sense to her and it was just too horrible to B”. I am not referring to computer technology, at least not only or directly. We all just about have come to learn that DNA and basically everything, is in a coded form and can B broken down and shown 2B in this coded form, and reality itself is just waves and particles, and even dualities of these at a quintillionth of a Kelvin degree, and all of this and the realms that hold all of this appear to B sort of a “matrix” and a “program”, perhaps in someone’s computer, far advanced and away from us and our reality. Well, this is all she could handle and she blew. I know the reality beyond this, and it is a bit more palatable than us being fish in a tank in some kid’s room upline. It is that ‘kid’s’ very thought when in its full wavelength that downlines automatically and lawtronically into us and all of this, and all of this is just one speck in something called the sixth dimension, interesting reversible initials to certain TV shows and disco stars’ initials, and much more. Sort of like Jim Burr, Jeremiah Burke, and the cell phone number loss of daddy-Pres. Things R tied and forced to all come together, nothing just happens, DNA is in a perfect code, elemental atomic make up is, and much more, Y not letters and digits 4 Chrissake? I wish only the best 4 miz sike-ward, and hear that she is doing better, through the grape vine. So does this half confession and half explanation, make me guilty of attempting to drive the human race insane? Guess it does, I am in a fight 4 my life, I will do what I have 2 with whatever I’ve got with the last breath in my lungs and the last ounce of my strength, bank on it F-50. If everyone or some others R forced 2 share the burden with me, then my incredible hell lessens a bit. I am only asking everyone in a 100 degree room to let their rooms go to 101, so that my 6,000,000,101 degree room can drop by six freaking billion degrees, and that I can at least suffer with my 101 degree room along with all of U. Is this analogy really so unfathomable, and does it really make me the monster U may C me as at first glance?

Remember the young lad, Jerry Heitzmann that said quickly without thinking to Sarah Jacobson in 1972 that she is the great Sarah Krassle? Well, B4 this happened in the previous summer, we went down to Atlantic City and stayed over night at a rooming house on Stenton Place, owned by Salina Dada. Upon returning from this trip, on the following weekend, about 2 weeks B4 school started up, he and I went to the lake at Blue Anchor, just a ways down the road from the home I rented 4 two years from millionaire speculator Guthrie Short B4I left there on Halloween of 2000 to move into the trailer park that I reside in today. James Patterson could not invent stuff like this, going from a 7 acre huge property five bedroom 2 bathroom full basement huge home with a garage into a dingy ugly trailer and park. Aniwho mount female and others, Jerry and I decided 2 rent a boat from the place for a buck, and while out in the lake, a gang of toughs came up and rocked our boat and said they were going 2 tip us over. No, don’t rock the boat, the song, was years ahead in time, guess these dudes wouldn’t have cared Aniwho. I told them that Jerry could not swim, and they laughed and tipped and rocked us all the harder. The fear on poor Jerry’s face will live in my mind 4 ever bwaby-wuv. We eventually escaped this barrage of butt holes and their juvenile antics, and when I told the authorities in the park what had happened, they laughed and said,” tough beans, do U want us 2 shine a black light on them”. Yeah ladies and lads, U guessed it, in Atlantic City, we saw the same dudes on the boardwalk and they called us something close to R2D2 and return of the something eye, U know, trying 2 keep it civil from now on with the blogs I write and post. When these dudes came near us on the boardwalk, we were talking about none other than, U guessed it, the great SK. Shades of future Medport Diners and Style Court cousins’ I presume Mister Livingston!!!!!! U have 2 understand my Morians and Lessians that we R all just pawns and pucks in the hands of astral plane gods. This is the truth, and ignoring it is just the same as ignoring cancer, it will not make the reality of it disappear with Copperfield’s hat.

Friday, yesterday, was a real weird day. I attempted 2 get the telephone number from directory assistance of the welfare building in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG, as I had countless times B4 in my close to 7 and a half years of living in Atlantic County, in Hammonton. On 2 separate occasions, I got 2 wrong numbers and not from the recording but live operators. Finally I called Ann Silva, and she fortunately knew the number, as she collects food stamps. They were not available until Tuesday, an early close for the MLK holiday. I called back the directory assistance operators to tell them the correct number for those asking 4 this building’s phone number, and they said it is not the correct one, the other 2 were. I tried. The other 2 just say that the number is disconnected. I looked all over my trailer 4 Copperfield and the magicians that R doing this stuff including making my deodorant travel from room to room like Mister Scott has the transporter going or something, but naturally, no visible signs of how all this is being done ever reveal themselves 2 me. But more weird full kit went down Friday than just this. An incident at both a food store and the fuel place I mentioned B4 also occurred. The Allen Fuel and Propane place had their computers down again, like last time. The lady said they crash every time I come in. Gee I scumder Y??? The attack at a propane place has an obvious explanation and connection, as CHEM TRAILS R basically propane, this is what jet fuel is. Duhh, Hyundai. The store was an annoyance thing and weird as well, just know that, details R not really blog-worthy, but added in this manner so as to say this was one Dogtown of a very weird day 4me, but then, SOSO, and what hellse is new???? U hear me talk from time to time about the ETTOS. This is not a Star Trek librarian from a fictional distant planet. It stands 4 Electromagnetic Thought Transmission and Omission System, sort of an INSERT/DELETE key, if UR getting my drift and wanna risk a sike ward like the lady. Nothing in these blogs is foolishness or is typed 4 no reason. This is not a game and I am not attempting to distract myself from the hell of knowing there is no oblivion. It is all here 4 a major purpose, and what seems foolish is wise, it is your Earthly wisdom that is true foolishness, Stacey gets a huge kick out of mortal mans attempt to psychoanalyze a dream, as that is what challerdoin!!!!!!!! U all may think this washcloth nightmare I had while living in Ventnor on Cornwall Avenue was silly, go ahead. THAT FAMILY, is not silly, it is deadly butt dangerous. That Family R the 50 most wealthiest families, the MEGAFAMILY of pure power, that totally run, own, and control everything from the music UR forced 2 endure to what underwear UR buying at K Mart or Sacks-5th Avenue. Laugh, go ahead, UR all FOOLS X 10 to the fortieth exponent!!!!!!!!

Now 4 those that say the pot is calling the kessle black, no spell checker, this is German 4 kettle, enough with the red waves pweeeeeze!!! Yes, I did not like my mother fooling with quantum card tek and ASAP-ART as I have labeled it, as she did not have the knowledge of precisely what and whom she was dealing with to properly handle it, and I was right, look what freaking happened. I understand how to use QUANTUM CARD DECKS, and can start and stop the voices at will without needing LSD to start them or psychiatric medications to stop them. As I said, I do not live here in this body, I am using it for now, and killing it will not remove me from this inter-dream, as I will B retraced through DISTANCE DELAY LAZER TRACE AUDIO/VIDEO/MATERIAL RECORDING TECHNOLOGY. But back on point, if U can get one deck of cards to answer U consistently in 25% or better ‘always correct’ or ‘always incorrect’, UR now, whether or not U realize it, A GOD!!!!!!!!!! Cosmos is lawtronically programmed to honestly respond to query. However, hyperspace or the fifth dimension, or all of the individual universes in this hyperspace of all of them, will effect the Q&A or question and answer sessions that an individual can have with cosmos through 50/50 yes/no cards. Also, SO-NON-ART, and CO-NON-ART can and should definitely B used together with any and all decks of cards, to increase the chances for the card deck to put the questioner into a 25% channel. The basic 30%to 70% channel in the middle is called the neutral zone just like on Star Trek, only we ain’t talkin’ Romulans here or Romans 4 that matter. If U can get a [carddeck] 2 answer U in either a 75-100% accuracy range, or a 0-25% accuracy range, U can ask your cards yes/no 50-50 chance questions on anything, and this is not a game, this is so powerful that fortune 50 or THAT FAMILY that turned my lungs into bloody dying washcloths on the astral plane when I was dreaming that I was a boy in the early part of July in AD 1970, will soon kidnap and lock me away if I keep my blogging up, I have had the hint dropped, I know. They know that only 1 out of a quarter of a million that read this would ever take it seriously enough to set up quantum carddeck systems and try this 4 years until they get a deck or 2 or 3 that can turn them into a god, so 4 now my being kidnapped away like the McGuire/Karge situation, is not a round-the-corner thing. But do not think I don’t look over my shoulders all the time, I have grown 20/10 back-eyes, believe me bro!!!! Aniwho, U may B thinking, what good is the 0-25 thing, that [trucks]. No, that is what I thought back in 1985. U just reverse the NO answers to YES, and the YES answers to NO, in a consistently negative answers’ channel. Go with the answers on a channel that is highly accurate. If U now R wondering Y cosmos does not accurately respond and since it does not, isn’t it either a stupid game or total full-kit, I mean what is it that is happening? I will tell U now in plain English. The cosmos is programmed by the lawtrons to respond to query in 100% accuracy. As it does however, it goes through the total of all of the U’s and all of the universes where these U’s R indeed querying all of the cosmos. This is thereby the HYPERSPACE EFFECT. The neutral zone is the filtering that would not exist at all if there was but one reality to cosmos instead of a vast unimaginable 5th dimension called HS. The channel of accuracy is when hyperspace effect is small enough to consistently with these cards’ quanta-mass, get answers that R right more than they R not right consistently. So a high percentage is answering U in white space or the direction of your movement in the SC continuum. Conversely, a low accuracy consistent channel, is just answering your query in black space, where U exist in twinallity and would B on the opposite side f any worm hole that U would cross through if U slowed your atomic structure down into duality at around 1X10 to the negative power of 16-19 degrees of Kelvin temperature, merged with the dark matter, and crossed through. So UR always answered at 100% accuracy in either white space or black space, but then the complex effects of multidimensional realities kick into the equation, and bounce U back and forth, as far as your query in ratio to the quanta of these cards being used to query, and this bouncing in slow motion would B the same as talking directly to atoms which can B done, I have talked to the electron all my life as Mountainpen, and this is a sub-particle inside the atom. U just have 2 know the truth about what is happening around U, then these things R no longer wild impossibilities. To increase the chance of breaking out of the neutral bounce and not into a white or black space answer channel, U incorporate with the 50/50 or Same-Odds Accuracy Rate Test, [SO-ART] the Combined-Odds Accuracy rate Test, [CO-ART]. When I ask a deck of playing cards something, RED is always YES, BLACK is always NO. YES and RED have 3 letters so this keeps things symbolically in the quanta a bit more. U can then use the same deck or any deck or even a play-wheel, or a shoebox with numbers, to get your next outcome. Always tell your cards without fail, whether to tell U YES or NO, even though to U, it just happened, the cards need to hear your mind tell them to go back and tell U what they should have, whether they did or did not. Otherwise, accuracy against the hyperspace bouncing neutrality simply could not properly ever B measured. Same odds R 50/50, as in should I bet BLACK TO WIN NEXT SPIN? Wins R always +1and losses -1.The kings and jokers R removed. Jacks R 11 in value, and odd, while queens R 12 in value and even, like SSJKK in Krassleville. But to get scores such as 1 and 4, the odds must go to 1:4, hence a query such as should I bet SPADES TO WIN NEXT SPIN. Shuffle and pick a card. Red is drawn, this means NO. Shuffle and draw again. If U get a spade, your score is minus 3. If any other suit comes out your score is plus 1. But if U drew BLACK for a YES, and got that spade, your score would B a plus 3, and any other suit would give U a minus 1 score. Now for betting thirds, the low, middle, and high cards, naturally low is ace-4, middle is 5-8, and high is 9-queen. If U asked should I bet mid-card and got a no, it would score as minus 1 if low or high card comes out, and if mid card comes out, it would score a plus 2. Take out the jacks and queens and just keep the ace-10 cards of the 4 suits. Now U can have low, mid-low, mid, mid-high, and high for 5:1. Ask should I bet mid-high cards, or the 7/8. U get a black-YES. It comes out 7 HEARTS and U win. This gives U a plus 4. If U had lost, it would B a minus 1. U never have to use combined odds play, but it can help break one out of a neutral channel a little bit. B sure UR solidly in a range-channel of white-space or black-space B4U ever start risking your life situation with quantum carddecks. It was the late nineties B4I had one deck in a perpetual safe channel and as 2000 started to wind into the autumn, it started to go south. Never since then have I been out of the 40-60 Romulan Star Trek Zone, not with one godsdamn deck. Any idiot knows how 2 count, but if U want to try all of this and need help, some geek in your school or office will show U how 2 work this, and U can buy 30 decks of cards 4 $30 bucks at any dollar store. U need to count every question and the odds, and get a total converted into a percentage, which any good Wall Mart or food chain store calculator can do 4U. Do not think this is a gift, it is a curse. U may try days or decades, but if U get a magic deck as I call it, UR a god now, unless U cannot really CY. Walk past a river full of diamonds and not know what they R, and U will experience no life change. But know what they R and how 2 use this interaction of U making this find, and your life has now forever been altered, it really is that dern simple. If U have access to lots of computer power, U can cheat by simply giving 1000 fictional identities or made up names, and each one runs random querying of their own ops systems in a large multi-tasking way. Now, each of these fake 1000 people can ask 100 or more carddecks that exist in random digitalization and most likely with lots of power on a top model fully loaded PC ask hundreds of questions per second, score it, and B programmed to come to a full halt when reaching a range, again either a white-space 80> or a black-space 20<. Now, U humanly take over this character, in a slow question by question real human time way. OK, so one of your personalities 5735 named Harry Truefeather is now U. Your range as Harry Truefeather is 19.9678%. Now start asking 50/50 things 4 your own real life, and legally impersonate Harry T. Here is a way 2 legally practically B an identity thief, after all, it is your computer and your game honey-buns!!!!! Here UR with an established channel 4 being right in the quanta waves on this piece of digital randomization, roughly 4 out of 5 times, just remember, UR in black or reverse space with ultra-low hyperspace effect, so reverse all of your answers, but always tell your system based on its actual answers, whether it was right or wrong and what to actually go back and tell U, as otherwise, the purpose and operation to the entire thing defeats itself.

I now will tell the future how to speak to me in carddeck 200. I can ask things of U, and my foundation will B there and is there in your time, so as 2 let U read what I now type. My cards numbered 200 will B as follows: Letters will decode this way. Alphabetical order of the suits R CLUBS, DIAMONDS, HEARTS, SPADES, and ace is 1, jack is 11, queen is 12, king is 13. The very first of the 1-52 numbers in this order would now become alphabetically/numerically thecae OF CLUBS. The 52nd and final number would B the KING OF SPADES. A will be the first 2 numbers, B will be the second two numbers, C will be the third two numbers all the way to Z as the final 2 numbers. Starting at A, the ace and two of clubs, B, the 3 and 4 of clubs, and on down to the queen and king of spades being the Z. When I wish to communicate in a number, I will think number again, and only use the ace through ten of the 4 suits of the cards. Ace will B one, 2-9 as is, and the ten will B zero. When I wish to communicate in a letter, I will think letter again and add the full cards. The hyperspace effect can B somewhat compensated 4 if enough of the future in enough parts of the hyperspace, play this game along with me.

Now to go back to the dream just after my Haddonwood days in the death-house of Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG: I told U that I did not right away understand and totally figure out the symbolism to the two initials in Mariah’s name when I opened 2 letters that she had sent to me that were empty in this weird dream. I know that she helped me huge time from the astral realm by doing this 4 me, won’t forget U big M. As 4 the stinking crooked prize patrol, this is another story. They sent themselves into my dream, so I would buy 300 dollars worth of magazines. I was convinced, after the LOTTERY-CAT-DREAM of 1980 that it was going to work its way into wakeful life. Not only did it not as naturally there always is a hyperspace effect involved, but more than just a HS effect was part of this evil rotten equation. I told my blog audience about that horrible landlord forcing me and my poor mother to use those crooked Mc Allister fuel Oil people while renting the home we were at when this nightmare all began on August 15 of 1986. I told U how I asked a 4—directory operator 4 the number of a psychic reader and advisor, and was given out of all the possible phone numbers in Camden County, NJUSAESMWG, the number of my wicked landlord whom recently we had moved away from, Richard Karpf. I hated MC Fuel just as bad; they messed with us and treated us like total kit. Aniwho, the actual prize patrol winner of the PCH sweepstakes was some college girl by the name of KJ MC ALLISTER!!!!!!!!!!! KING JOHNY ROMANO, JOHN KING, JK, KJ, Come on, who RU sludge bags really trying to full kit here butt wipers!!!!!!!!!!!! ????????? Would John Jack MC Coy really buy all of these coincidences or low tolerance 4 them-AC, that’s Abby-queen by the way, not Atlantic City, but it is incredible, is it not?? The gods, if prosecutors looked like that, I know I’d most likely turn 2 crime, just a joke, sahwee. I have made my pernt Archie Bunker.

When I came here tonight, my air circulation fan had been messed with IMHO. It made a ferocious noise and I shut it down a while. I like air circulation. After finally just letting it make all the noise it wanted to, it now is quiet and purring like New Jersey’s CAT RADIO. Aniwho Paul said when we met that his Tennessee friends would turn my song Sarah into the next Achy-Breaky Heart if Billie Bo, his old bud when MC was in diapers, had to help him, and his old neighbor friend Joe Diffy who played the fiddle on my country version of Sarah and Eternity With Stacey, and his pal who sang on these demos 4 me who was in Diffy’s band, Dennis Parker, and on and on, and everyone in Nashville was going around singing SAR-AH, not pronouncing it the way it was by the ancient Hebrews in Aramaic of course. Well, if all of Nashville was so interested in the song, and I am not saying that they were not, I guess this proves the power of water as people always say, or water companies and certain families in the THAT-FAMILY gang. I am still urinated off at what David Frezell and Shelly West got away with by ripping off the music I wrote in 1975 and came out in 1982 with their version of “That’s The Reason Stacey Made Oklahoma”. Someday, I will have my song SPIRIT PEACE up on my website, www.morianity-foundation.com. 4 that matter, when I get my site up 2 snuffs in a year or 2, the gods B out of breath bwaby-wuv, woooooooo-doggie JED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That miserable Shania Twain totally ripped off my DREAMING DREAM CITY song also. U cannot trust a soul [lawtronic counterpart] in the crooked music industry. They’ll use your face 4 a toilet and laugh every time, because whale smells R Hubble telescopes above them. I can and fully intend to tell and put up on my website every evil thing that these diseased squat eaters have ever done 2 me, because it is not fair, me in a trailer park like a damn rat in hell, while they live like kings and emperors, and stole me blind as a pistol whipped eye-banged-out fool.

PHILADELPHIA Flyers go on WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING. Philadelphia SIXERS keep LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING, yet Ed Snyder owns both teams, starting 2C yet that this makes no sense, and almost without exception, this goes on bloody season after bloody freaking season, WHO RU KIDDING SCUMBAGS!!!!!!!! All sports teams in this city just about always lose and the Flyers just about always win. They have this magnetized and when it starts to weaken out of the channel. Goodol’ ICPE TEK and pick on Mountainpen time is always right there and waiting to come out of the wings, Snaggle.

Soul energy or lawtronic-counterpart that is broken into separate entities and interactions is all Y somebody may experience fears and emotions, that do not stem from logically occurring life action, even all the way back to earliest perceived childhood. My canoe incident for example, Chrissake, if anyone comes anywhere near me with a pointed object and places it up near eye level, I back and turn away like a vampire avoiding a cross. If I get near pointed objects, a migraine headache ensues that is not describable, it has taught me new cursing combinations it is so severely painful. B4I was Benny-boy; I was an Indian squaw in the Mequon Tribe in West Delaware, along a beautiful river. I was shot in the head 4 being unfaithful, but it was a filthy lie, I was only doing a good deed, and had been falsely accused, and the rat shot me while I was in a canoe. I was not shot through my head, or this present-time flesh, but the lawtronic counterpart is me in both sequence of dreams, and causes flash backs too quick 4 conscious thought to ever recognize, but it comes out in many ways, phobias, unexplained talents and genius ness at extremely early ages such as a three year old going to a piano and playing a masters piece at first try, but much more exists in all of this. Once an entity can clearly focus and C these truths, more memories of lawtronic counterpart begin 2 flood in. Some Lawtrons in counterpart decide that they wish to rule, but the majority of them have an intense desire to rid themselves in counterpart state, of their natural state, to RULE, hence, LAWTRONS. All of this entire deal is really what the “gods” and the “mortals” are all about. Those few lawtrons that choose to continue 2B LAW when in COUNTERPART, as existing in less or lower dimensions than seven,[7-D], causes them 2B, R the GODS. The gods demand one million sub-god rulers in the form of a council and occasionally thought of on mortal worlds as the GREAT COUNCIL OF MEN IN THE HEAVENS, and they hold a special astral world election, roughly just over 8 million years of mortal world time. So those wishing 2B a sub-god 4 eight mega years by the way mortals would average out the feeling of time passage, they must build and sustain a created power base much the same way congressmen on Earth in America have a constituency. They must have many powerful astral world entities behind them, giving and bringing them both support and recognition, and have lots of influence in great major astral communities and cities, we would C this clustering fusion energy in the mortal world as the STARS in the HEAVENS, so that when the great KALPA -ELECTIONS R indeed held each astral period, any number can B in this great race of astral power, and normally about several trillion entities R. These power-runners have virtually unlimited rule on how they can carry out campaigns, nothing like on the mortal world. Eventually the vote is taken and counted and then out of these trillions of power runners, one million top voted-4 entities R the new-kalpa MILLIONTH COUNCIL. In extremely long run play, roughly 60% or three fifths remain in power, and the other 40% replace an oldster. Now, this U must know, as there is no officially broken council, example as in the USA-on the MW, we have R and D as the major 2-party system. This is not recognized, and all though I discussed the SDKM and the BRIGGER MINORITY, once the KALPA VOTE is taken and completed, within a very few Ceecee’s of astral agreed interaction [time], this period is roughly what a lunar cycle on the mortal world feels like in duration, these ancient orders begin 2 subdivide without any actual procedure or recognized official actions of any kind. The entire group is always and will always B the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. 4 reasons that R just 2 complex 2 tackle presently, roughly one third move and remain connected with the great BRIGGBASE. The remaining 2/3rds of this MC move into the city of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, into the front area of the great Celestial Palace of Kanwal Avenue, belonging to the great Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, and her family. Her father is the great NEPTUNE-JUPITER JAPTARAMA CAVELANTISOCLEEVIOUS KRASSLE, and no other human on the mortal realms of any hyperspace have ever heard his harmonica music or visited him in the Krassleville City Hall, as I have. Hay man, U cannot help your dreams. If this is all the product of a delusional crazy, so B it. I have been 2 these worlds, it is like none of U dream when U dream. I totally remember literally thousands of lives lived in the vast HS while I am out with Sarah and her family, or with Diana in Ricktown. U cannot hate me 4 my honesty and candor. Blaming some one 4 dreams is sit-com stuff, seen this done on several of these type shows over 45 years of viewing television, that is one thing, but not all that far back, I told a person, not the way I say it in blogs, but in more humanly palatable lingo, about the great city and SAR-ah and the person ostracized me forever afterwards, oh well, I cannot live 4 him, or anyone 4 that matter. What I will do is tell U it is no almost 24 hours later from the time that I began writing this document on Saturday, yesterday, it now is 012008.030, forget how many centamals it is, this term is short 4 ‘centi’ or hundredths of the millidays, or actually one/one-hundred-thousandths of one Earth world day, a period just shorter than the present time second that is used today. It is early Sunday morning, and will not admit 2 being at any particular place. I have learned it is healthier 4 me to operate in this manner, not that I have a single thing 2 hide from a single lawtronic counterpart, [soul]. I can go up to anyone in authority from a local beat officer, a state trooper or a senator or President Bush, and say hello and ask him or her how 2 get to 10th and Jag-Officer Boulevard. I can always, as can any of U, B framed 4 something, there is nothing one can do about this, but I stand here now a totally innocent man, and swear this under penalty of perjury. I was packing up my stuff 2 go home yesterday, and here is what happened.

I will call this the SOSO TYPICAL SATURDAY SIEGE OF PATHETIC MOUNTAINPEN, or in abbreviation, the SOSOTSSPM. This sosotisspim as I will add this new word to my poor-me dictionary, been doing it a very long time and habits R quite difficult 2 break, and it becomes quite a bit more easily pronounceable. Yessir/mam,this sosotisspim is 2 put it extremely politely mister Roe, a real kick in my groin, and it never ever goes away and stops, NEVER, 22 years of this evil twisted sick full-kit!!!!!!!!. A huge super nasty chem-trail was right over me as I was packing up 4 home, all wavy and weird and ugly squiggling through a series of thickening dark ominous clouds that were beginning to blanket the area from an approaching sea storm that is due to come up the coast right about now even as I speak/type. All day long, loud piss-bubble noisy private piper planes and small planes flew over my residence and annoyed I am quite sure, all 20 trailer residents in the park in Decosta, NJUSAESMWG, a postal part of East Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. They obviously never learn there lesson from last weeks’ counter-strike by my Magnetic-Sound-Machine, or MAGNESONIC, when several large and [totally unexplainable air near-disaster crashes were caused. Fine, in the next 2 weeks, MORE AIR ATTACKS AND CRASHES, PLANES, MILITARY, HELICOPTERS, MORE FIRES AND FLOODS AND DROUGHTS AND STORMS AND SOME MAJOR POWEFUL EARTHQUAKES AND TIDAL WAVES AND VOLCANOE AS WELL, RIGHT BEHIND THIS. U WANNA PUSH THIS POWER TEST ALL THE WAY2 THE WALL, GO RIGHT AHEAD AND BRING IT ON, MY DISNEY QUEENS, BRING IT ON!!!!!!!!!! So the siege is a little quieter 4 now, by morning, the storm will most likely lift out, and the skies of Scylla will B right back filled with evil chem-trails and loud trashy airplanes all over again, in reiteration, same old same old, [SOSO]. Heha was the girl security guard that I worked with in oh-three that was moonlighting with butt holes protection Inc, and was also a New Jersey State Police Officer in some non-street capacity, and had a daughter named Amanda, who was threatened, should her mother Helen Harris, indeed try to help me with my CIA/NSA/MASON/FORTUNE-50 enemy woes. She was all set to help me when an FBI man met her 4 lunch and told her, “U have a very lovely daughter, Mrs. Harris”, over and over again, whenever she would try to get any help from me regarding my situation. She told me that very night, that even a mentally challenged individual would have known that their child was being threatened. Wow, does the music industry have a powerful effect on our Global society, OR WHAT????????? I did not imagine this, nor am I dreaming up one dern thing that my blogs make claim 2. My website has a proof-picture of trans-dimensional reality going down live right at my car window, not to mention a murder taking place, right on my site, the gun is in one reality, and the other reality is where the atoms recombine as part of a totally different scene and backdrop, becoming part of the car of one of MC-Guire’s bar customers, back B4 the Pittsburg Hotel and Erin Bar, also shifted and became the Maloney Bar, this is on the great famous TENNESSEE AVENUE, in ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG!!!!!!!! If all of this and so much more, is not all coming from THAT-FAMILY, abbreviated from time to time from now on as TAWF 4 That-Astral World-Family, someone had then better explain real well and perfectly Nixon-clear, to me, Toomey and North-shore Mister Jenlow, paleeeeeeeze, how many coincidences Abbey-C, but Aniwho, Y as soon as I told David Roth outside of the Medport Diner following our perfectly legitimate right 2B there as we had just eaten and paid 4 two dinners inside, and were nearly shot-gun shot and dog-mauled to our deaths by an off-duty gung-ho lunatic policeman from Medford or Evesham Township, in this lovely Third Rike NEW JERSEY. The German third Rike was even more scary a place than Spellchecker-Ville , half the time they cannot give U a proper spelling, and I know I have misspelled this word for Hitler’s great Armies. On with the shoe, so tell me Y this is anything BUT TAWF doing all of this, and TAWF is MO and WO and WOMO and OTAMMITES and MILITARY-UFO-FORCES, ALL OF IT, AND MUCH MORE, MOST LIKELY BEYOND ANYTHING THAT I WILL EVER GET 2 BECOME AWARE OF IN MY MW LIFE AS MOUNTAINPEN. Pweeeeeze do not attempt 2 psychoanalyze my wild PIPE UNDER THE APARTMENT BEDROOM dream, [interaction], as this is not a symbolic interpretation of something, it was real, it went down, just as your so-called real life right this very minper while U read these words off of a Blogging Website. I know these 2 guys, especially the game-know-it-all and roc/paper throw expert. No I do not remember names, but they R in TAWF. U really don’t think I know some of the facts that I do indeed know, it’s pathetic, only Adam Schiff on the great “L&O” show can put it so well on the “I killed DEEDEE” episode. Please kid, do not kill my lovely hawks and buzzards, I need them to follow me around and protect me and report back to my lovely teen queen Sarah-Stacey. No, it really is totally pitiful that they R not aware of the several blog readers that all ready have used many of my own words against me, and too boot, have been well paid 4 it by none other than TAWF. Not every part of TAWF is evil, as in all families, there R some white sheep, hell, the JR and Dallas story from yesterday 2 me, ¼ of a century+ 2U all, but examine this and C whether or not I make $ or at least any cents. The few good make up 4 all the rotten bad apples, they always will, it is just humanity and what it all is really about, squeezed into that one simple single sentence. U know, ever have that rotten day that U hear me go on and on about, it starts the seck that U fall the wrong way out of bed, and then the negatives spiral and chain effect like a non-Comcast “How’s it Going, Frank” office? These ideas and many like in the Lizzy MC Quire show from several years back, the episode where Lizzy falls 4 her paper boy, but all the things talked about such as chain-knowing, it is all in the 1994 Copyrighted book, written by me, TPB, THE PERMISSION BARRIER. But back on point, if the bad part of TAWF is not behind all of this, then Y when I told Dave outside the Diner in the spring of 1986 did all of DOGTOWN, with the dog included literally, ALL BREAK LOOSE!!!!!!! Also, Y did all the siege begin all around me constantly and with absolute consistency when I began gambling in Atlantic City 3 or 4 days weekly, consistently in the spring of 1986???? That is all I’m asking, one whittle letter, Y????????? If UR not seeing these truths, one of us is a couch-case, and I honestly do not believe it 2B me!!!!!!!!! I would win 2 or 3 bucks and drive home and the 177th Airborne out of Pomona, NJUSAESMWG, would zip at tree top level over me again and again all the way home. In no time at all, it happened even B4I ever started gambling in the casinos, on the trip down to Martinoville. I ain’t no where near 2 being done on this blogging text, and have 6 more blogging hours 2 type from many a note pad sitting here in my desk, but here is the huge TRS that comes first and right now, since u scum-skuzzer-buckets just refuse 2 get the truck off of my dern pathetic back, TRS [TODAYS’ REVENGE SECRET]. U know the story and very true story may I add, all verifiable with hospital records 4 any lawyer that ever may wish 2 climb on board and make some major new case law helping me seek out justice 4 my self 4 all that I’ve been put through for decades at the hands of very sick and very wealthy mentally diseased total scum. This is the physical or mortal world {MW} counterpart of THAT FAMILY, or TAWF!!!!!!!!!!! It is all Mason/Builderberg/ Fortune 50/500, really 50 top owners/ and LINERS. This is short, as they know quite well, 4 BLOOD-LINERS DESCENDED DIRECTLY FROM THE BIBLICAL KINGS B4 CHRIST WALKED THE SEASHORES OF GALILEE. Their R hundreds of huge secrets, lets get into a few only or we would B years. First, they know that my family has a cousinly DIE-OUT-FACTOR, and in plain simple terms, this means that I am most likely the only male cousin in this blood line that can have offspring, and a male or at least my daughter could have a male, as this line cannot break the male line by more than 2 female jump-outs. Both my male cousins R older, one is a homosexual, the other is a believed bi-sexual and we R not in touch, I blogged how my mother and he had it out through letters after he basically treated me pretty bad over a simple disagreement over eternal survival, sounds innocent at first listen, huh? It is not, nothing is just simple random happenstance, NOTHING!!!!!!!!! Now these R my male-first cousins, and the second ones R where the lineage has to max out at, remember, no more than 2 jump away from direct male blood line through marriages. Now I do not know if Sandy’s 3 daughters have sons, or what the child offspring is, none of this family keeps in touch, and is all part of what the church, if they understood just how important this family really is to them, SATAN’S DEMONIC CURSE ON THIS PATHETIC FAMILY. Yeah, the songwriter in the family, me, needs 2 create an ultimate masterpiece someday called “NIC” Then when I record the demonstration recording of it, or as the musical industry calls this 4 short, DEMO, it would then become, DEMO-NIC. Just a bad whittle joke, or is it??? SAHWEE!!!!!!!!!! But really man, back on to the point here, if Sandy’s 3 daughters that I know about, Stacey, Geri, and????? I forget the third name, wow what a family, but if any of them have sons, they can inherit the sin-debt curse game of the gods, really Scylla’s big game from the Astral Heavens, or SSJKK’s. Scylla is just an astral term meaning eldest daughter, and her favorite uncle gave her the name and it stuck. If my other cousin, also female, Carroll, passed it down to David or Barry or they pass it down to a son, they will get it the split second I am no longer retraced back after one of my death’s. Usually, it strikes a male by the age of 2-8 years, and usually a first born such as in this lifetime, me, after the double homicide-suicide by my great uncle Herbert up in Braintree, MAUSAESMWG back in the late fifties. When I finally cash in Kenny, not counting the chips pal, plenty of time 4 that after the game as he reminds me, oh LOIS FOCA, the GODS HELLLLLLLP ME PWEEEEEZE!!!!!!!!!!!, but when I cash in, David is the first born second cousin, I am not sure how this works in jumps and lineage, but my uncle Stuart Mason, named Stuart after his 22nd granny, the Queen of Scotland, MARY, if I haven’t screwed up the math, but it is there somewhere, but his daughters R one and their daughters R 2 but I believe the generational jump from a male permits his daughter’s children to B included; his mother, my uncle Stuart’s that is, Grace Isabelle Huntington, 7th grand daughter of Samuel, who signed the great DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE hanging in the Independence Mall in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG around 5th and Chestnut Streets somewhere, near to my house hundreds of years ago, I just know that there cannot B 3 female off the male line marriages, this breaks the direct cycle. I know I am carrying the weight of the world, and when I finally get my last Mountainpen dream, and stay out of here and untraced, most likely Barry will get this nasty job. Whether a visitation from the great SSJKK will ever occur in his MW life or not, naturally I have no way 2 know or say. Now onto what happened when my mother was visited by the entities inside the quanta foam in the playing cards that she used constantly to play her favorite game of Solitaire, that she played from the days of earliest childhood, taught her by my grandmother, her mom, Grace Isabelle Huntington. It fascinates me, and photos do not lie, of the striking resemblance to the little girl on the Next Generation Star Trek show, named in the show ISABELLA, she is a dead ringer to photos of my grand mother at about this age, ten or so years. The God, Sike Myra-thus from the Great Ring River far beyond and away and nest above the Province of Olympia, shown on my maps on my website, www.morianity-foundation.com will give a viewer some idea of where this place would B in relation 2 Ricktown or Krassleville, or Sahasra Dal Kanwal, roughly 45 septillion miles away from the Ring River, a septillion is 1X10 to the exponent of 24. I doubt the universe has this many seconds in its EXIM RATIO CYCLE. This is one big number, but ani-achy-Breaky-who, Sike told me that Roddenberry is a God from the back side of the huge Olympus Mountain chain that runs more than 10 miles high and 2000 miles across and 1800 miles wide. This is Star Trek’s true creator/inventor, and this show and its ideas actually went on to change our entire ways that no other television show in the history of modern theatre and entertainment ever came even close 2 rivaling!!!!!!!!! He knew he was Madacumeeze Barlatriss, a great sub-god that backs several mighty MILLIONTH COUNCIL entities that agree with all of his good and wise agendas, not agreeing completely with the established astral ideology, and tried to block a lot of his true life, but really remembered it very close to surface conscious awareness levels. He definitely knew about me, the traveler of New Jersey and my LOIS FOCA interaction with SSJKK, probably B4 his death, better than I really had come to know this, as I reached enlightenment years after his death, all though was on the pathway since I turned 19 years old, and met the Atlantic City Alchemist ‘visitor’ who vanished practically right B4 my very stunned eyes. So there was poor mother and her cards, always with the cards, I knew what was happening but she turned deaf ears to anything I ever said, I was only her son, she was old school and basically thought a son cannot teach a parent, only the other way around, hay, it was her funeral, literally!!!!!!! Her boss and her worked long hours at the shipping company that mom dedicated her entire life to, pre marriage, during, and post, only stopping long enough to give birth to me and safely return at a time when her doctor gave the go-ahead 4 her 2 do so. She started I believe, working there in 1939, and now it is way up there late in 1997, golly-gosh-darn-gee-whiz, talk about lovin’ your dern job!!!!!! But the day following X-mas, U all know how she took suddenly and mysteriously very ill, even died in the ambulance on the way to the JOHN FITZGERALD KENNEDY HOSPITAL, of Stratford, NJUSAESMWG., just up the street from the home we had bought in Somerdale, not 2B confused with Somers Point near Atlantic City, or Donna’s first husband, but jeesh, what a pile of negatives, no wonder my world crumbled at warp speed while there!!!!!!!! Mr. Speers was at the hospital in very short order after I made just one phone call into her office, and this tall fine gentleman was so nice to me, it was a breath of fresh air, no one is ever freaking nice 2 me. Ann Silva is, I shouldn’t say that. But this is a decade ago, not now, and I must live in the mortal world and its space time continuum just like all of U. Some one does not like people being nice to me. Also, and I will not say more 4 now, TAWF does not have to recognize MW limitations such as our STC. Add Always-Ever-Young initials to those of the space-time-continuum, and interestingly enough, it spells STACEY. Well, multiwave integretronically oscillated frequency waves can B generated and polarity separated, and all the north pole maximum vibrations can B high-power sent to all of your cells, and U can indeed B forever young, but me, I choose to die and leave this awful place, just as soon as the great SAR lets me out of here. Aniwho, Mr. S was not only there 4 me rendering major moral support and comeradity that day, but on many others. The day he visited again needs B blogged now on this very major TRS. Paula King tried to flatten the tires on my car just after he left the hospital, and several other things also happened. They know the future, and hate me having the remotest chance to ever break out of this terrifying god’s game called SALVATION. A patient that was in my moms double-room started giving me major lip and attitude, I obviously had done nothing 2 deserve it, yet the nurses believed everyone but me and threw me out. I was going to go down to the parking lot entrance to the hospital and stop at the in-between area of two sets of very heavy doors that R 3 or 4 in a row, where several telephone booths R all together. I was going 2 call 911 and complain. On the way towards the phones, I got into an elevator just as a giant brunet, not Paula, but real 7 footer, slid into the box just in time to catch it, and no one else was in it. She stared at me with a frightening look and started fussing with her long dark hair. Then she hit the stop button on the elevator panel and came over right to me, 4 heads taller and glaring at me. She licked her lips and again started playing with her hair. Finally she said to me, “I’m gonna fuck your little brains out”. My heart was racing. Here my mom was sick and dying, and I have a giant nut case on my hands in a small locked room to deal with. B4I knew what happened she grabbed my soft flabby arm and nearly broke it, sending me down to my knees in a flash, screaming 4 her please not to hurt me and that I never did anything to her. She said to take off my pants and jersey and jacket or she would rip them right off of my puny little body, so I did what she said. She was on top of me and went right to work as she said she was going to. She was a giant beauty and I must admit that I was in heaven. She French kissed me like nothing I ever had B4, and licked my entire face. Her luscious drool was hot and dripping wet all over me, and her tight powerful giant body was not something I can even try to describe. Within seconds I had done what naturally happens, but she just kept going, and had me in thrills 5 straight times. Then she dressed herself like nothing happened and I put my clothes and jacket back on as well. She hit the button to start the elevator going back down to ground level, and as soon as it opened, she turned left away from the exit doors and vanished into the hall. I looked all over, she was nowhere. No one had seen this giant queen; U cannot miss a girl as tall as Charles Barkley. I was in total shock, and sat at the telephone, as I said, there is about 8 of them in a row in-between these two sets of doors. Fffffffffggggggggg I am getting a super hack. The print is bold and has lines and I click the boxes off and they do not stay off. Some butt wiper does not want me 2 tell the world what happened 2 me in that hospital on this incredible day. Here we go again, I finally think I got it 2 stop. If I ever C this giant queen again, she is freaking mine. Just like Stacey, she had huge chocolate brown eyes, and long dark hair down 2 her lovely knees. Aniwho, so I am at a phone, and drop a coin and start to dial the 9 on 911. A hospital security officer comes up to me out of the blue and says, “UR not calling 911, UR? I looked at him in utter amazement. I said “What do U care what I am doing and who I am calling is personal, right”? He then quietly and politely responded something 2 the effect of, U can’t call the police, I handle things here, the nurses want U2 go back 2 your mom’s room. Here I am in my middle trucking forties, being treated like some nose running snotty child. I followed him back up on the same elevator where I just got myself raped. I told the guard that some wild girl attacked me in the elevator, and that the nurses threw me out because some patient did not like as she put it, “my conversation”. “What were U saying”, said the guard? I believe my response was along the lines of, I was telling my mother how lovely the astral world was, and that the city of heaven is filled with endless brilliant colored lights and that if she goes there, she will never want to return back to here, will not ever wish to come back here. The guard then said and I quote,” UR no liar, this is what she said that U said, and it kinda up set her, she’s dying and scared”. I am under some kind of a major hack, as U can C, so I am shutting down for 5 or 10 mini periods, the machine is acting up and switching words and letters again, and making a high pitched annoying sound, I am definitely being trucked around with. Mouse died, they hacked out the mouse, the scum turds. Now it is back, gonna go walk around outside with a crow bar, anybody want to go on the freaking astral plane, bring it on BRAT!!!!!!!! I’ll clock anybody illegally on this property straight to his or heath, and worry about getting judged by 12 long B4 worrying about getting carried by 12, mister Paul Bunion Bearer!!!!!!! I never tried 2 sue the hospital, 4 any of it, not helping my mother’s condition yet sending us close to a million bucks worth of medical bills, the rape, the abuse, and on and on. No body ever believes a damn thing that I runt slapping ever say or make claim 2 aniwho. Well, a full area check was made, and no one spurious or unauthorized is anywhere 2B found, visible in my atomic frequency anyway. Can UC germs and microbes and cells and DNA strands and atoms and particles, and stars in distant galaxies? NO U cannot, stop thinking that if U don’t or can’t C something, that it is not there, that is really dumb, if I can B a bit blunt with the world here!!!!!! Well, think one possible rational explanation is that a storm is brewing big time outside. The snow is twirling around in big nasty chunks and the outside industrial fans R swishing as though they were connected into a power plug.

The lady that owned the home at 30 Plaza Place in South Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG in the 1970’s, Estelle Andersen Bassler, B4 selling it to a man from the Philippine Islands, owned as U know 2 hotels on TENNESSEE AVENUE in NORTH-CENTRAL ATLANTIC CITY. Speaking of the god who was dreaming he lived here on this MW as Gene Roddenberry, he had a Star Trek episode with a man named GARY 7 in it. Seven is one of SSJKK’s 2 favorite numbers. This man was supposedly a descendant of a family, THAT FAMILY??? If I can throw that whittle joke text in here, but aniwho, this was a family that thousands of Earth years ago, was made up of abducted Earthers, and bred specially for this mission that hopefully saves the world from our own greed and ambitions and nuclear self-imposed threats, such as hydrogen bombs in orbit waiting to start WWIII. All Trekkers know this show, with that luscious queen Geri Garr starring in it with the guy who played the child beater’s husband on Medical Center, and Doctor Joe Gannon until the end, thought that it was he who was beating little Jamie. Aniwho, the phone number and addresses of these hotels on Tennessee Avenue, perfectly matched up with the numbers of agents and other numbers on the show, 201 and 359 if memory is serving me correctly. Property addresses match Estelle’s hotels and the phone number at her Plaza Place home back when Star Trek aired this show originally, was also a perfect match. No, Abbey Carmichael, [AC], and I do not have a high tolerance for coincidence, sue us bwaby-wuv. This all was done 4 a perfect rational reason, as well as all that happened to me in Atlantic City, and this includes my Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG apartment, the major FIRST-PRE LOIS FOCA INTERACTION with the chain being removed from my locked up strong-box, the Russell Thaxton getting bombed away and coming over and getting me 2 burn up the great Book Of Beach, {BOB}, the next morning while boarding my school bus, and the entire area witnessing the most marvelous cris-crossed sky writing of a tri-chem-trail, all perfectly mixing together at 120 degree angles, and dissipating into a wide huge star shaped extremely gorgeous ravishing site 2 behold. I would take out half of North America 2 have this thing on video tape. I am thinking of building a distance delay field system just 2 get a shot of this. Of course 2 build any working model I’d need millions of USD, so there goes that idea up in a smoke’s puff!!!

Do any of U remember how and when my last automobile died, and do U know the year B4 that about the dream interaction with that lovely dish Shannon Dougherty? Detective Fontana from Law and Order was in it, Shannon, me, and some strange unknown mixed characters. Fontana was standing with other police detectives in another part of HS that would B areas in Long Beach Island in New Jersey here in this part of hyperspace. Here however is very flat, while over there, huge cliffs were beyond the beaches, not sand dunes, but 80 foot or so real natural cliffs with grass growing out of their sides, just like out in Cali, right Jason? Aniwho MC and all others, if my heart can stay un ached and unbroken long enough 4 me 2 tell this, suddenly I am on the north shore inlet area in where else, but miles north of where I was talking 2 Fontana, in ACNJUSAESMWG. My windows were down, it was early evening, pre dusk, and perhaps an hour or less B4 the sun was to go down, it was warm and breezy and comfortable, in no way oppressive. I was driving my car and thinking what Detective Fontana had just told me a while back while we stood along with other men atop these large cliffs on a road, overlooking a beach where large waves rolled below us, and many surfers were out in them. Now a calmer ocean was in front of me, and I was in my car slowing down and maybe riding along for whatever reason at 4-8 MPH. Suddenly, along comes Shannon, who played Brenda in Beverly Hills 90210, and Pru in the show Charmed. She insisted on getting in the car and talking to me, she had an important thing to tell me, but I 4 whatever reason did not trust her nor did I wish 2 let her ride with me. This went on 4 half a block where a red light forced me 2 come 2 a stop. When I did, she asked once more 2 get in and I refused. She looked at me with those dreamy eyes, her hair flowing all over; she was 17 or 18 in the interaction. Then she turned the smile on her face into more of an angry scowl and gave the side of my car a huge kick, and the entire vehicle shook like it had just ridden through a twister. The light changed 2 green and I tried 2 normally accelerate, but 2 no avail. The car moaned and went a block or so and then just died, and that was that. Then I saw her coming straight for me but B4I could get all the windows up and the doors locked, as this was manually controlled and not electrically, she reached in the passenger’s side and literally ripped out the window from its frame, unlocked the door and climbed inside. Then she said that mister Jenlow from the north shore wants 2C me 2 night at his house. In this other part of HS [hyperspace], nice homes with both front and rear yards ran along the inlet, but it was not really an inlet, as in many parts of the great and vast HS, the shoreline bends suddenly at a full 30 degree angle into where we would think of ROUTE 9 in NJUSAESMWG. It curves around in a huge semicircle and then back out again where here, we would think of the far end southerly of the 10 plus mile stretch of Long Beach Island. Jenlow’s house was beautiful, and huge waves many times rolled up along very wide 2000 plus foot beaches that also inclined so that the greatest storms seemed 2 pose no threat 2 the homes. I said to Shannon as I called here and seemed 2 know her quite well as, that I would go and to please not hurt me as she doesn’t realize how strong she is. She is not much taller than she is here, but she is a power lifter there, and can bench press just under 500 and leg press 2000, as she tells me. I do not doubt her word, after all, she took out my poor old car with one monstrous kick, and the wreck was horrific 2 behold. It looked as though it had sustained a 50 MPH crash right into a bridge abutment. A couple of years later, my car was in ACNJUSAESMWG, near McGuire’s place taking pictures 4 my website, as U all well know, and when I tried to drive it home, not that day but on a soon to follow subsequent occasion, it went slower and slower, finally puffing to its death in Pleasantville, just yards shy of reaching SAR’s water company on Main Street, on the 18th of December, 2007, just 13 months and 2 days ago today. My gap of 2 weeks or more in blogging shows all of this and tells all of this. Several months after the interaction, Fontana on “L&O” in this part of hyperspace, was in an episode that re-aired very recently, the name Jenlow was used, and Toomey, another person from my Atlantic City past, Jim, the congressman or assemblyman. Here is another and one of the very few, REALLY NICE PEOPLE. He helped me out huge-time, when all my chips were down all the dern way bwaby-wuv Elmer!!!!!! Aniwho, the odds that Fontana would B in an episode where 2 uncommon names were ‘coincidentally’ used portraying TV show characters were millions 2 one no matter who may say differently. As 4 what I was talking about in the hyperspace exploratronic interaction or HSEI, with Fontana, it was about my being kidnapped and taken to a bad place in the basement of a large apartment building in the north inlet, but again the geography is quite different in this other place. He and his surfing pals were on LBI 4 the day and possibly were going to look into who the kidnapping agents were that kept telling me to shut up over and over and were videotaping me in a large red carpeted rectangular room. Mouse hacking again, seems U just start typing and then suddenly it comes back on line functioning normally again, HA-HA. These agents R obviously part of THAT FAMILY, or TAWF. No human in the early 21st century has this much power, nor would they B doing this 2 a person 24/7/365.2422, it simply is not a rational belief. So I tell the story some more, and they hack some more, good, I know when I am hitting those lovely wovewee phony-funny bones there silwee wabbit!!!!!! It was in early oh-four and I was at my security shack at the Griffin Pipe Company, in Florence, NJUSAESMWG. Suddenly I just was not there, and have no memory then or now or ever, of getting tired or woozy or falling asleep. Bang, I am just on this bus, and there is no 2 ways about it. It winded through lovely areas in Pennsylvania coming from State College, PAUSAESMWG. Eventually, I’m in Atlantic City. The bus is going up northerly on Pacific Avenue, and I remember distinctly passing the Convention Hall. I know I blogged all this. When the end of the line was reached, I was being forced off by these wicked nasty mouthed big bodied agents. I was whisked down lots of stairs, through a hallway system that led finally into that video room. Back 4 now 2 more present time things. Jenlow wanted me 2 do something and we made some kind of a deal and mutually agreed on something that I have written down in a journal, cannot presently pull it up in wakeful mind. But give me a break, Toomey, Jenlow, come on. I mean B4 the show, even Fontana is in the damn interaction with me, and he is in this show’s episode with Detective Green, bro. Toomey helped me in 1972 around the time I had met Sarah Jacobson at my school. He was a sports coach then, and was on the beach shooting the breeze with some of the beach patrol honchos, www.acbp.com, if the website is up there, when I tried to view it some time ago, there was a problem. Aniwho, some dirt bag kids had stolen my bus ticket home and shoes and shirt. If Jim Toomey had not been there and helped me, right where Giant Sharon was 26 years later in August of ’98, I do not know what would have happened.

Later on, we will discuss worm holes again, this is not fictional, Albert Einstein has published papers in scientific journals that U would not believe, and not everything got super top classifreakingfied either. We will also go on with how 2 survive a trip through dark matter, how 2 create it in a controlled field by using principles of critical mass and field compressions ratios, and then go on with what I truly know about IMFF, or intermodes in fast forward, a way to turn yourself literally into a merged dark matter entity called a CSE or a [CONTROLLED SUPER ELECTRON]. U can actually go any place in the 4th dimension that U wish 2, and not alter causality with the knowledge of hyper spatial transdimensionalization, HSTD. Fast forwarding time in the void of space is simple when U learn a few tricks, but U cannot reverse in the way that U think. U must first pass beyond an EH or [Event Horizon] in a dark matter tunnel, and then by a fast forward spin, U can move fast-ahead in a reversing time continuum. Then U slip back to your white space, and instead of moving 100 years forward, U moved 100 years backward from your new point of re-entry. What really does this right now have to do with flying pigs and suntan lotion? Nothing, really, just opening up new doors that I will B taking U all through very soon, for my own good reasons, and of course Stacey Krassle’s as well. I do not make a move B4 checking with my teen queen!!!!!!!!! Atomicity is somewhat different from our present power called electricity. Harnessing and merging with the stars, the dreams of the type 4 civilization that real sociologists or socioscientists as they will come 2B called, long after our first lady president in America comes and goes, talk about only when together and out of the earshot of the judgmental materialistic world of late 20th/early 21st century greed and ignorance, will not always just B dreams. Men dreamed of crossing vast oceans and leaving the ground just 2 touch the air and the skies, dreams first, and then reality tends 2 follow, using your forward-mortal way of perceiving this. But meshing with stars, the great astral plane cities and communities too great and huge to mortally even fathom, all though seems ever unreachable, it is really a matter of slowing down the vibration of atoms until they R between ZMM and J>ZMM and this stands 4 zero-molecular motion and just greater than this. This is a lot like the dream interflux that mysteriously crosses the 7th and 8th dimensions that cause these atoms 2 come into their being ness and work as they do 2 begin with. Presently mankind has laboratories that R just about at the point of creating the environments that will enable them to do all of this. In these states nothing is life as we know it, yet it is not in phase two or astral. It is physicality or the 3rd phase of reality starting with the great Roman-6 or VOID INFINITY. A person enters this chamber that for all intents and purposes is zero degrees Kelvin, nearly 3 full Kelvin degrees colder than your average location anywhere in deep intergalactic spaces in the hyper sphere. Movement in one single dimension can B achieved, and from here 2 across the vastness of galaxies is a short waltz away when this is done, but moving through the stars permits great power 2B picked up in the process, this is the start of how man, so 2 speak, evolves slowly into true spirit. Nothing is just as simple as a few cute sentences on somebody’s blog that should B obvious 2 a ‘mentally challenged’ individual. That is lots of typing work in this politically correct word, but many blogging sites won’t allow me to use the [R [word. Oh well, that old MC must rule and reign, huh?????? I love places I have seen where instead of plugging a 3 prong chord into a wall receptacle, U place a cobalt round flat magnet R on a blank appearing wall plate with north polarity magnetic attraction, and all devices attach to a chord carrying a cobalt magnet with a south polarity facing the part that hits the plate. The more powerful the device is, the more it draws from the atomicity running through your walls. No, these R not electrons flowing in a current from a generating station and out and through and then back to home again at the power plant, but an entirely different thing here is going on. All I know is that the more the power, the more something connects 2 what is inside your mind, and then arranges reality to conform with those desires, instantly, like today’s flicking of a switch and let there B light. Stacey told me that she hates it when mankind teases her, so I added this 2 my blog. In a real nutshell, atoms at slow and fast enough vibratory rates that R meshed together in a field that I cannot grasp with limited 21st century knowledge, but have seen 1 and 2 centuries ahead, become super sized atoms under field compression control or FCC, that’s SSAUFFC, and these capital 7 letters R on all devices and receptacle faceplates in 100-200 years all over most parts of this world, standing for just this, and R as the labels today such as UL, 4 Underwriters Laboratory. Passing through stellar masses however, 2 get back on the previous point, can cause atomic ice as it is called, to emerge from such a journey as a REVERSE LAWTRON COUNTERPART or a RLC. Many decide 2 interact and help people still trapped in lower living modes, and the lower-moders agree to this naturally, and hence, this atomicity thing is way too cool to even start to try to get into for right now, sahwee!!!!!! However, in short ordered time, this reversal occurrence just puts them back as they were to really begin with, as lawtrons, only nothing begins or really has a past to future ratio in states as high in dimensionality of 6+, so without years of heavy Quantum Dynamics and Theory behind U, discussing this further is pointless. Still, it appears to the space time illusions in life, that something is cooperating with us, and then we build devices that suck up this new energy/power source, and with enough of it at our control, we can turn summer into winter or night into day, or the reverses, or light to heavy, a bad day literally into a good one, by Copperfield magic, only the trick is and always was and will B, TECHNOLOGY. From Quasar power and mechanics 2 harnessing ZPE or zero point energy, these teks of tomorrow will B there, and some are so way cool, as the younger generation would describe it, and so totally awesome. Yeah, ”The things we can do in twenty twenty-nine, soon will B thirty-thirty, but not in my lifetime”, a song I heard decades from now on the digirad, cool as urine and ice cream if U happen 2B a pig, to hear stuff that someone wrote that today is 3 years of age, so way totally awesome and cool, hay anyone can watch the Disney channel. The biggest trick is something most of all of U just do not get, but will change all of our lives, and that is approaching the J>ZMM. This is what changes everything, Mrs. Labelle, not the one-touch, sahwee!!!!!! \\\\\\|||\\|||\|\||\\\||\\\\\|||\\\\\||\\||||\||\\||||\\|\\|\||\|||\|\\\\|||\\|\|\\||\|\\||\||\\\||\\\\\\\\\|||\\\\\\||.
This little astral message is for the lovely scum in the great TAWF. Eat pig crackers ya’ sweat sniffing mock luckers!
FLYERS NEVER EVER WILL STOP WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING. Well, at least my Philly 76’ers kicked a little back side last night as well, TEE HEE!!!!!!!!!!! This persecution and harassment just will not back off, so this permits these scummy Philadelphia Liar’s/Flyers to endlessly win and get CHEATED VICTORY AFTER CHEATED VICTORY, nut this is a true hollow victory, anyone can win by cheating, even pussy nose little snots in 2nd grade!!!!!!! Diana, your lovely scrumptious bright orange moon is really turning me on. All but a tiny corner and U will B a bright and totally full moon. U will always B the love of my life my lightning, my Diana Zudlecronessia Arteemis, my number 27. I’ll never forget when I lost consciousness at my home on Highland Avenue in Cinnaminson, NJUSAESMWG in 1984, and was suddenly standing in South Atlantic City at the THEN, Golden Nugget Hotel and Casino, Sharon/Paris. I know the 2 of UR friends and somehow in on this so don’t ever try to tell me it is not the case, I am not buying it, but aniwho, I am about to place a small wager, a few red nickel chips on some part of the layout, when out of the blue, your beautiful lightning comes right through the roof and down into the roulette layout, burning a perfect hole through number 27, red and odd. Then in that adorable voice of yours that sounds more like 8 than 18, U said 2 me, not Toomey, but 2 me, and not SOCK IT TO RICHARD NIXON, but, “This is my number little boy, never forget that, I am your Diana, your lightning and your moon, forever”. Tell me out there, anybody, COULD U EVER FORGET A VIVID DREAM LIKE THIS IN 30 OR 3OO YEARS????????????

Ed Himacane has had a magic bad butt thing happen to him. He is getting his money garnished out of his Commerce Bank account on some false case that he claims he never even owed money to some collection that got legal judgment. He says he got one thing in the mail that included a docket number of the case, but that nowhere did any information ever get to him, where he could go and contest it. He now can not get a car. These things R all Y and how the CHEATING FLYERS will forever go on winning and winning and winning.

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Post script #1: This is DATFILE XXXI at an END TRANSMISSION. This datfile now reads at point---------012008.280.03, and yes, I have a watch that reads out in future time incremented measurements. So if McDowell is out there, my calendars R going strong, and the feds bugging on the phone, thank U for sending my mom those nice pix of my dad diving 4U guys, BYE 4 now, brown haired and eyed Cowllio!!

Post script #2: This week, a new site will B selected and bookmarked for posting up 2. Soon, I want a site catering to the occult/supernatural, a site for aliens and UFO stuff, a site 4 sci-fi in general, a site 4 dreams, U get it, 5 topics or so, and I can choose my markets a bit better, not that many won’t still make it up on all of them as general all post blogs!!!!!!! Smiley-faces 4 times:  BYE!!!!!!!!!