“EVEN LIZ MONTGOMERY TWITCHING NOSE CAN’T GET ME OUT OF MY DOGTOWN’S REFLECTIONS”
BLOG-BOOK-THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION, THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME, a continuation of MORIANITY-1995, OLD TESTIMENT-AUDIO VERSION, from Toothless Fairyland CURSEME-ALEE-Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG, the great Highview CHEERS Apartments, on SICKlerville Road. Nothing gets by me!!!!!! Datfile 063008.120.55, on Monday. PWEEEEEZE MAY I BWEGINNITH TWANSMISSIONITH MWISTER FWUDD WABBIT, WHAAAAAAAAAA???????? Ya godda luv the guy!!!!!!
Thank U so very much 4 hearing my plea oh Great One, and permitting my beautiful Diana Zudlocrenessia Arteemis, on Earth, LIGHTNING, 2 come all around me and al over me 2 day, I needed her so much. Diana my endless love, UR beyond fantastic and terrific and my expressed love 4U could never hope 2B accomplished on these whittle bwack computer keys. Ladies and gentlemen, I fell under a death siege today from the powerful mighty and totally evil MILI-2-FORCE, that was monstrous and horrific beyond verbal diction and comparison. If Diana was not there 2 help me, I would now B freaking totally dwead Elmer. This was a demonic puke awful day, and whatever I ever did as my total real ME, it deserved less punishment than I took today and if someone thinks that is a lie, then I would fight and die on any battlefield 4 their right 2 think and express their point of view, demented as it may B, WHAAAAAA!!!!!!! First, please know that this blog could easily B 100 pages long, natch it won’t B so don’t sweat the small stuff. This was DOGTOWN. Saturday was OK, not great and sixties-groovy, I said it was OK, Mister John King!!!! WHAAAAA. If I did not throw the comedy in Rodney, I would totally lose it, so pweeeeeze bear with me. Natch this ICPE caused my pathetic Phwiladelpjhia Phwillies 2 get crushed today, couldn’t have them win both weekend days, could U, evil freaking Otamm???? HA-HA-HA, at least U didn’t score with a FULL EVIL SPORTSPIRE, it was a splitspire, they get one and I get one, the righteous empire hangs the heck in there bwaby-wuv. U want me down 4 the 10 count, U better throw much harder punches, Anis holes. Then B4U do, just fweaking wemember there Wabbit that I will counterwattack with my much harder shots, and they do not have limits and that U CAN bwewieve at light velocity squared. There R2 constants big beautiful M, yours and my endless persecution. I hope if what I tell 2 night makes U mad, U won‘t kick the cwap out of me on the Astral Plane. U like comedy, well, my whittle bwog will make U laugh quite a lot 2 night, and I know UR out there. How can I ever begin 2 tell U how much I appreciate all that U have done 4 me, U know that IWALU. I know that U told me on VQI not 2B so angry and loud and lewd, or I will lose any audience I may get, UR right my Great Eternal Queen, as always.
First, let me begin with the reality that I am aware that software has been created all ready 2 run Gawnum compatibilities, and I do not have a problem with that, JUST DON’T SELL IT, this is intellectual property of Michael Wayne Mountainpen, and is copyright protected. I love the word FREE and FREEDOM, so “keep it free and I’ll agree, start 2 sell and burn in hell“, is my philosophy, I am not a capitalist nor a material person, Aimy/Emmie. Just kweep it fwee. I know that it is powerful stuff, the inventor of it can predict the Pennsylvania lottery every single day if played straight/box, this is no ‘laughing’ joke, it is wealiwawee Mister Fwudd!!!! The day after Aste’s hubby Nealwee killed Bwad Messenger and me 4, in his sick mind, stealing the chain out of his baby carriage, which Aste, at the wisk of bwlowing a hole in this MWG 2 night, told him was not the case and 2 leave us alone, the phone wang at Bwad’s pad, and it was none other than the great comedian Wodney Dangerfwield, WHAAAAAAAA, Elmer. Aniwho Ackey-bweaky, he back-door warned me even though the call was not 4 me, it was 4 Brad’s mom, as Grace Messenger had recently attended a show and he fell in love with her, it happens. Things can reverse the norms there wussey bud and a wussey bud, and baby baby baby I love U so. So sue me, I had a full track open reel in 1980, just reverse the stupid reels, duhh, WHAAAAA!!!!!!! Usually the fan falls 4 the star, but he was driving her nuts as a bonker land and ‘like calling her like every day and like thrice on Sunday’s’. I happened to catch the phone call as Brad was doing a fishy in the toilet and his mom was out with Stuart Whatshisface that used 2 own Stuart Industries in the great illustrious Haddonfield, New Jersey, USAESMWG. I think they were at the famous Cherry Hill Mall where I met the great Jim Burr, and the rock song from ‘69 about the place happened, whaaaaaaa!!!!!! He warned me and told me, “Stay away from the shore, son”, and this up set me so bad that the next day I wryer the song at the tender age of 14 and a half, called THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES, and later in late ‘90 or early ‘81, copyrighted it. Lightning in her human form used the arrangement of it half a decade later in her famous hit song, CHAIN-Reaction, on the “Missin”-U” album. That’s OK, Diana, what is mine is yours so long as U love me on the Astral Plane as Rictafarius. Both of our silly dweams will B over here soon on this stupid mortal world, MW. Yeah, comedians R a part of both of our lives, big beautiful mizz Einstein. I’d so rather B eating pasta and Ragu sauce than typing this document, but That’s The Way It Goes. It festinates me how U have the power 2 alter my reality and now I live in the blueberry capital of the pwanet, not the cwanberry. B4I got evicted from Kinselville in Haddon Township, yeah IC the close connection here, but moving on, I was about 8 weeks from moving 2 the Thaxton Beach-Book-Burn-Arms on Oakland Avenue, in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG, and it was Memorial day of 1969, and it always fell on the 30th of May back then B4 all this Monday-Holiday crap. I had a teacher at the special ED school, and not Himacane, that if U spell her last name, it was only off by “2-LETTERS” from Mariah’s last name after marriage, 2 letters, as in the ‘dream’ when she came 2 me not in person, but by sending me 2 letters in the mail, both totally empty, 2 letters. R and T are only off by 2, count them, and the rest of the name is exactly the same, and she totally insisted that I come on the holiday and B part of some stupid play, and my mom’s boyfriend, Sidney Crown drove us to the place, and sure as fast crap through a goose, I did the part, and left, and walked to the Haddonfield train station 2 catch the train they just built back that February called the PATCO LINDENWOLD HIGH SPEED LINE, that connected many local southern New Jersey towns to the great Killadelphia, where I lived 300 years ago as Franklin. But when I got off and caught the WHITE HORSE PIKE BUS to where else but Atlantic City. It put me in a different time slot, two busses later on the schedule, and got me down to Tennessee Avenue at a different time, where one of the only 2 times that I was a hair’s distance from SARAH, occurred and when she said or shouted really at a car that came whizzing down the street, and I wemember 2 this minper as clearly as if it was just now happening, “YOUR FRIENDS R IN THE SHOP”. The only other sentence she said in my presence, was in the same 1060 year, when she saw me and shouted 2 her friend on the street, either Nina Soifer or Paula King or one of these lovely teen queens, “I’M DARKER THAN UR”. 6 whittle words the first time and 5 the second time, only 11 words ever spoken in my presence, and one of them is her eternal name of I AM. Like I said on July 12th back in oh-four at the Eckert pharmacy, 2 the lady there who I know, “Don’t get me going”. No, I do not forget things, NEVER, EVER!!!!!!! I AM incapable of forgetting things, a curse. I was gonna say a Mega Curse, but the Motor Cycle and chem trail siege was so awful today, that no other time ever rivals it. YI took this siege I am not sure, but UI do indeed have my suspicions that a major move on Wall Street, either up or down happened recently, this is always what prompts these freaking sieges by this group of WOMO SCUM HOLES!!!! WOMO is WORLD-OWNERS/MILITUFORCE-OTAMMITES, and these terms R4 MILITARY-UFO-FORCE, and ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. Yes Mrs. Marola insisted THAT I DO THAT PLAY, and don’t ever try 2 freaking convince me 4 a nanobuzz that these coincidences R just Jack McCoy happening. My Abbey Carmichael tolerance 4 coincidence is just not that high, sahwee, Fudd-face!!! The Lamist’s, THE MISTS, as they say in FRANCE, or the Lambrigg cult IS BEHIND THIS 100%. The MISTS, the CHEM-TRAILERS, www.chemtrailcentral.com, www.chembusters.com, go there, get there, Stacey of Vineland, whatever, Congressman Pileggi!!!!!!! Now this is just the beginning of complex equations that can B major converted into alphanumeric/mathematical symbols, proving that the odds 4 Sarah Jacobson infiltrating my Haddonfield New Jersey school in 1972 at the age of Jebez Hawks-22, all being pure random happenstance events in light of things that she said and did as well, would B somewhere in the freaking neighborhood of 7 and a third trillion to one. I am only saying all of this because these Lamist’s R killing me, they will successfully murder me very soon. No one can take this brutal hell endlessly and live through it, no one. But hold your horses there Curly slap as I have not even started yet. Stop trying 2 figure out how she can do this entire thing, she is the GREAT I AM , and can do anything, ANYTHING. Nothing is beyond reach of the great ALL MIGHTY SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE. This isn’t some stupid joke and I’m not up at half past 3 in the morning doing this 4 my health, when I could B off this MW and in Diana’s Code-Cabin making passionate love 2 my tall blond teen-queen. This is totally real, and everyone wants 2B convinced that more than just this is here, and asks constantly, what lies beyond death and where did it all start, and crissake, I have been telling y’all the answers to the entire darn thing now 4 three years, and I’m just getting spat upon, what is wrong with humanity????? Shoot man, telling, I haven’t started telling, I am dealing with a quadrillion year old huge black cat that knows how to make numbers do anything. In my name at the United States Copyright Office, is a song I wrote a few years ago and recently karaoke sang on must to make and copyright the song, all about Gawky Gaukauk the great Lottery Cat, and the name of the song is “I’M GONNA WIN THE POWERBALL”. I do not care if people R playing around with this or not Miss Blake from AT&T-of 1983, I have bigger freaking fish 2 fry. U know how 2 work the comparator, and anything 25% or more is a match, or compatible. Some things tell stories of how it is matched one sidedly and a child can CY when the details R all known. Some things need different wordage adaptations, it all makes total sense, and I told my landlady just a little bit of this and not 2 make a god out of it, and she suddenly hit the bottle and began a one way trip to a serious drinking and casino gambling addiction, directly following this back in oh-two. B careful with this, it is Astral Plane knowledge, ands if U go nuts, it is not my fault. Everything fits perfectly because the universe is like a bunch of liquid energy and when U take a drink, U cannot analyze the various droplet-parts in their separateness, at least not at any of your levels of awareness.
Now 3 a short discourse in the NINTH DIMENSION, the pneumonic dimension. I had the wisdom of this all along, but couldn’t C the forest from the trees, until Stacey reminded me and Diana confirmed it, that the place or structure that was behind her when she interacted with me as the older queen of the universe and not in her endless age-16 dream, was a place like a laboratory or medical office building, and that polarities R an electromagnetic phenomenon that needs air to move their direction. It all is in the very first book of her holiest words, GENESES. Native Americans knew her as the Great Spirit, Christians use terms like Holy Spirit, spirit or astral fabric is a phase-two reality that is dreamed out and away from in the previous looping interlocked infinity that by our frame of reference never was. They knew her on a physical sense as only one element, the WIND. What was blowing and always is when Mariah takes me 2 this ninth dimension, but endless wind, pneumonics. What did the Native Americans call her? Mariah. Do U have any recollection of the song 4 crying out loud? I just go to bed at night like all of U and shut lights out and do not think. Suddenly this happens 2 me, so U tell me, does it make sense 2 think it is all a lot of bull, or does it make more logical sense 2 reason it all out and C the truth 4 the sake of Moses? The ninth dimension controls how many negative and positive units of interactive energy go into smaller inter-looped systems, and being of an electromagnetic nature, only wind can change these polarities or the direction of good and evil 4 more biblical nomenclature. Remember that Sarah-Stacey is sort of asleep inside of her own dream, and the word limit does not exist 4 her in this state. Upline, she is no different than U and me, and this statement on the face of it 4 the next 2-4 thousand years sill appear blasphemous to mortal man, as they just cannot C truths. Dangerfield even knowing my situation, unless my theory of the Brigger Cult is real, none of it would make a July ice-ball’s logical sense, NONE OF IT AT ALL!!!! Also, how did he ‘know‘ that Brad would B on the toilet and that lover girl would B out with boyfriend Stuart? There is always the chance that all of this is happening with no rhyme nor reason, but if was happening 2 any of U, would U take that opinion, B honest and ask yourself that freaking question.
On the Astral Plane, our expression, “Peaches and cream” is literally translated as, “jelly and jam”. When U go out on Halloween, U say, “Tricky-teet-teet”, the number between 16 and 18 is pronounced sev-teen-teen. Many other strange things R out there, only there is no ‘out there’, it all is happening inside of U. 4 every inch away from your deepest inner impressions and senses, there is a reversing time effect, there simply is no OUT BEYOND U. The ‘E=MC SQUARED‘, proves this mathematically 4 crissake, or 4 anybody’s darn sake 4 that matter. The only thing that ever is and was and can B and can B real, is VOID INFINITY- or NY, NY‘s media EWI rip-off. Existence Without Interaction is dreamed literally out and away from by LAWTRONS that build out entire worlds both in physical hyperspace and on the starry or astral realm’s, and then become the souls that go into and live within these worlds, visit www.eckankar.org and don’t take my word 4 it. The ECK-Master mister Harold Klemp is the leader and the so called Mariah here on the mortal world. Guess it’s sort of a toss up like who’s vying for the position of BOSS, Ross or Springsteen. In any case, I know 4 a fact that these 2R the only physical body counterparts on this current mortal world in the 5th dimensional hyperspace, that can alter my karmic cycle, but they both know IMHO, that doing so would wipe out any hope 4 humanity, as this family lineage has a curse on it, even though it really is just a silly game that SSJKK is playing from the astral plane where she is dreaming all of this in from her upline world. If she wants 2 dream i8n that my mom’s boyfriend Sidney Crown was a plant and a Brigger that connected me 2 Brad, so that Dangerfield could call and warn me, well, whatever, Congressman!!!! But however one may choose 2 look at any of this, it all is a game, and now I think my great queen wants me 2 play so I will obey her. I told her if she would send the Arteemis family, or as biblical accounts go, the LIGHTNING’S, 2 me today, I will get the service tech back over and put MC’s interactive disc in and C if she wants to play or just what is going on. Try 2 understand, I am from the old world, I only know how 2 blog, so bear with me, no one wants me 2 learn, they must unconsciously know of your plans. But a promise is a promise and U sent my Diana 2 me, she hasn’t come 2 me like this since the evening of 27 July 23 months back in oh-six, so I’ll keep my word 2U from the 9th-D. I will play, but I have 2 learn, I cannot even work my E-mail 4 heavens sake. What U told me on making words works beautifully, tyhank U. I did not know that if I do not want spell checker 2 change a word, just finish the word and B4 hitting the space bar 2 go on, right click on to the ‘add word’. UR incredible. U can come directly 2 me in dreams and tell me things and it really works back in the waking world, my lovely goddess of the wind. Please forgive me 4 saying so much. I know I never should have unsealed the magic newspaper with the blue and yellow boxes, but the Plymouth dealership connects into it all and the Milituforce persecuted me horrendously when I went there even after Sherry-Lee Pote sold me the car and got the Saturn car away from me, somehow I know about the system of half-life and half of its power went into the Breeze car, the what car, MC? Wow, is this far out or is this inside of me????????? Well they SCORED me out of a PHILLIES today but hopefully this blog will do its share of damage tomorrow 2 the ALEE. If it does and if justice is real and if there really is big picture karmic equality as Klemp says that there is, well, in the end of it all, the evil Briggers will all get their just deserts. If not and there is no fairness, then nothing really matters anyway, and significance 2 anything is zero and it all is just garbage, I do not believe this, but atheists do, and they have their rights and privileges as do all of us, I guess? What if more than 7 trillion to one just happens 2B what is coming out, in my particular case, who am I 2 ever say that this Twilight Zonish thing cannot also B a reality? But the Mrs. Marola school of the great Jacobson of H-Field, once told me something quite bizarre and interesting after Grant O’Neal and the 1969 Miss America who made friends with each other and corresponded by letter throughout the year, I know as I saw her letters 2 him, said this 2 me and I will quote,” if U are in disagreement with millions of other people, then U know that U must B in the wrong”. Ho-hum, how should we dissect and lab-examine this whittle doozie-bug? The power ball jack pot is at 250 million dollars, and U buy the ticket 4.9.25,27,40, power ball 8, and no one else does, well, if that is wrong Mrs. Marola, the gods would I enjoy being wrong next month, whoop-dee-do!!!!
Google and Swis, and World Labs and the great EWI of Void Infinity Roman 6, this is copyright protected from Haddonwood all the way to Haddonfield. From lifeguards 2 David Roth, and from games 2 endless sickness, from twisters and volcanoes, 2 hurricanes and earthquakes, it is all my protected intellectual property, copyright in the mortal world year of ADEG 2008. It is all true and truth and no falseness is added herein.
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Monday, June 30, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Exiting The Disability System
EXITING THE DISABILITY SYSTEM
Blog-Book--TEOHIV/TIMCAM
Continuing from Morianity Project-
TAPED-AUDIO-VERSION OF 1995
Datfile--062808.400.55, start tran:
So what is it all about there Althea? Y am I sitting here pecking away at little square black keys so often, and what really is the big picture code for the combinations of these keys that my fingers have been striking 4 going on 3 years now? The eighth dimension in and by itself created an answer to this but not many hearing it will like the answer, as it goes, “the answer is that there isn’t any answer”. I am leaving my job, it is a foregone conclusion that if I remain, a total disaster from it is imminent. U cannot turn this death clock back, in circumstances, and U know with full certainty, when a situation reaches this point of no return. Ann will be my bodyguard/witness/whatever, and I will begin playing roulette again, and if we R fucked with illegally, and our rights get violated in any way, we will represent ourselves and take it straight 2 Atlantic County Superior Court. Once upon a time, having a fool 4 a client and a jackass 4 an attorney should someone opt 2 do this, was 100% the truth, but no more. Most lawyers R basically totally worthless, it is all a totally fixed system, and only a person who has been harmed that indeed can show laws broken that caused this harm to occur, with non faked tearing up eyes, calmly and clearly telling the story to a jury, as once I did talk to a grand jury, and indeed get a miserable prick by the name of Mark Morini indicted. No do not confuse him with my 1977 encounter with a Mark Moroni, and the same Moroni that visited Joseph Smith, as well as came back into this or now should I say past century, to sell me a Cadillac automobile, a 1968 Bonneville in fairly nice condition 4 being 9 years running and averaging just over 10,000 annual miles. I have met some great Mormons, the name comes from this entity that makes appearances and even decides 2 stay on this mortal realm amongst us from time 2 time, 2 accomplish parts of Sarah-Stacey’s very complex and detailed missions that she sends prophets and will-doers on. Oh yes my 1977 trip to Mars, and how my health was adversely effected, the Jim Burr Star Riders, the meeting of Jim at a Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG computer school in ‘73, I mean seriously; where can I even hope 2 begin with my story of the seventies, and how it so perfectly ties in with all of the 60’s, the 80’s, the 90’s, and the now? And then 1972, my better than Moroni visitation from none other than the great All Mighty Jehovah herself, at none other than my school 4 crissake. When I tried getting into my computer this morning, it again was acting weird, seemingly filled with virus hacks and keystroke worms and advanced hi-tek biosing damages and interferences. This will not load right, this pop up screen warns about that, the underlining hyperlinks do not work when U type in a www or a http address as it should and used 2, and I could go on and on like a greedy kid’s letter to Santa. The 8th dimension is above the Lawtron world that makes all of the physical and yes, the astral or lighter body rules that govern the so called mechanics of these realms, permit’s the things such as our gravity and relative time and all of it and much more, to all work perfectly in unison to the whole of all of these laws and systems. When U have a home built, in this example UR obviously wealthy enough 2 have what U and your significant other decide that U want it 3B like as after all it will B U guys living in it, and natch, U want 2B as happy as possible there. So U have it built by the carpenters and electricians and the brick-men and all of the other tradesmen that go into the proper construction and completion on your future residence. Now after it is fully completed, do U not normally then move into it and start your life there? Well this same principle applies to the Lawtrons of the 7th dimension. They build things in much the same way as they exit out and away from the void infinity from the previous cycle or closed-infinity, and now in a reshuffled form, decide 2 build and make their new world so 2 speak, and then of course, begin living in it as Lawtron-counterparts, SOULS. The 8th dimension however is the world of the endless chaining looping re-chaining re-looping, that never starts or stops, and has no higher 9th dimension from which its seemingly smaller interlocked infinity is inside of, hence appearing as I have stated on numerous prior blogging occasions, to have no possible rhyme nor reason 4 ever being there 2 begin with, the ultimate cause of and 4 ADULT-PLAYGROUND-RAGE. As a child, most of us remember either being the son of a bitch in a group of friends, or with a group of friends where one of them kept saying [Y}? to any and every thing that was spoken to him or her, and this went on and on until cursing started, or fists started flying around. It really did and still does piss people off. The person doing it knows this very well, and is definitely trying 2 start the fight. Now I call Adult-Playground-Rage or APR, and not what U pay in interest rates 4 loans, the same basic thing coming from none other than the very same origin of circumstance. U can ask good solid legitimate questions of what life and us all R about and Y we all R here and what the devil is going on, and if done in a group that perhaps R not friends, the smallest issues that may exist within anyone in the group will quickly come out like a thrown hand grenade when someone keeps doing nothing except saying after each next answer-step, “Y”. Well I need 2 get home and prepare dinner 4 hubby, he works tonight, Y, well he needs 2 work, we have a kid about 2 enter college without any scholarship, Y, well he was just under the scores and could not quite qualify 4 one, Y, look I really do have to get home now, Y, ‘cause I do, Y, we all have ‘played’ or done this, and it can get noses 2 bleed and teeth to exit mouths a bit painfully should someone in the group have a temper. The topic of the 8th dimension will really set this rage off easily, as the answer is that there isn’t any answer, things just loop and chain and loop and chain, it never started and it never will stop, well, not quite. There is a hyper-horizon out of this and into the 9th dimension, and it is time I get into it, as SSJKK told me just yesterday in a major trance-dream 2 do just this, after revealing it 2 me in her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, mortal world word, HEAVEN. This is not a reality that any human mind as advanced or enlightened as it may ever B, can grasp hold of very well, but let us make the attempt, and knock wood for positive cosmic interaction agreement, [luck]. There is no solid or shadow and there R no atoms or anything that exist in much lower dimensionality. It is a place created by the 6th or the THOUGHT dimension, sort of like your fishing cabin. U need 2 get away from your medical or law practice, and even the wife and kids 4 say 3 days and nights, and so U sneak up to your very private cabin up on Trophy Wife Trout Lane #5, in Beaver Falls, Montana. Well, the mind in its true form exists as a realm, a dimension all its own, I have experienced it in deep trance, and call it the ELEVATOR-ROOM, it is the wildest ride you will ever take, and takes the cake and the frosting right off the 2031 completed Wildwood ride 2B called the MILE-HIGHER-COASTER. I will not use words like concepts or ideas even though I fully know all so well that this would better help any blogging-audience 2 relate, but I am still calling the spade a spade, and am insisting on using the term “notbuts” implying the epitome of ambivalence, and intentionally being done so by this author as it fits my attempts 2 further elaborate upon this lengthy and intricate point, in the long run, more successfully, with readers of this by your standards, very strange and outlandish material. The “NOT” implies no or negative, as well as the total absolute concentric to the “BUT” The but also works this same way only in reverse. No I cannot do this, but I do wonder if I should not just make the feeble attempt? This sentence implies that a madman of sorts is having a self-conversation endlessly, somewhere, and eventually deciding based on his or her, conclusions after a long mulling over period is finished, that a decision whether randomly decided or reasoned out, is indeed chosen, and now, as with any decision made by any entity on any realm, action is taken based on this very decision. This action however is not quite like mortal word verb-actions such as running, jumping, killing, kissing, U get the point, but it is action, in fact it is the ultimate and most powerful action that ever can take place within 9 dimensions that we so far have discussed on Morianity. Here, at this realm of dimension #9, not so much balances R assigned, this is the job of Lawtronics, 2 dimensions beneath here, the Lawtrons, but where to throw the good and the bad, speaking mortally down in 3 dimensions naturally, where we all R, me as I pen this, and U as and if UR reading this, but what is being thrown? Realities that translate to energy or power divided by time which is the physics definition of true energy when needed 2B measured, and these ‘thrown-realities’ R thrown in a similar way 2 a bunch of say ‘Dodge ball’ players in a gym-room right here on the MW at your local health club or YM/W/CA, etcetera. There R countless throwers of the balls, and if U get hit with one that the energy 4 whatever reason interacts well with the one that is thrown at, U get a Donald Trump or a Bill Gates, or whatever. If on the other hand, the ball has the energy type that doesn’t interact well with U, U then get a poor whittle Mountainpen me situation, and just as I pen this C how this connects and verified my very words, as a very nasty MILITUFORCE controlled by the evil MILLIONTH COUNCIL air vessel, some type of evil military loud chopper, just took the took off of my residence and violated me and my civil rights, American Civil Liberties Union, but C how all of this verifies my story and totally proves my point, that is if U have a quarter of a brain left. I was in the 9th dimension when I lost awareness 4 a short few minpers last night at work. Mariah took me there and the winds were blowing harder than ever through the open windows and again causing the doors 2 slam in-between many of the large medical type of rooms that this strange building contained. The wind grew stronger as more time appeared 2 pass by, but the lady was not at the desk who told me to quit slamming the doors, and was nowhere 2B found, nor were the driver or the dude she calls the shellfish. Mariah took my hand and let me outside and we walked all around and the wind seemed 2 follow her, and even started 2 whistle her name, it was creepy and awesome at the same time. Then we reentered the med-building and the wind seemed to die down almost 2 a stop and she took me into a room with light brown carpets and bright red chairs. She told me that life is not always peaches and cream, or the astral translation, jelly and jam. Then she reviewed my 1970’s life with me and told me to mention the eclipse and Sunram, my boat that never got built. She told me that this building is the building that is one and the same with Krassleville’s Municipal Building where her father is the Lord-Mayor, the Great Mighty Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious Krassle. Her mom has my book of the Beach that I wrote like a journal-diary in the 19 day stay in 1970 in June/July, my compatibility months of the warm season. After Russell Thaxton burned it up on the Mortal World in December of 1969, the energy reality of my words were transmitted instantly to the Krassleville Municipal Hall Library, to the right of the building after walking into the front doors and moving forward. The book is red and white, Mariena-Carlittia’s favorite two color-combination. Also she said to talk more about 1975 when I was beat up in Atlantic City by those 2 huge muscle boy lifeguard mascots. Then in 1877 I first had my interactions with Gawky Gaukauk B4 more than 3 years later in ‘80 he gave me the lottery number to play, only I played it not in a box and in the wrong state, I never crossed over my bridge to Pe3nnsylvania 2 purchase the DIE-tickets straight-boxed in the state where Gawky picks them in, 4 whatever reason, hay I just report the news accurately and truthfully, all the Y’s and what’s I do not claim 2 have for a second!!!! The 9th-D she told me is Y she chose 2 come right back 2 me after July 12 in 1`970, even Y she went back a short ways in time, exactly 107 days to the 27th of March and that her name number or NN107 was the sign that verifies her telling me this and should allay any doubts that I may incur at weak moments. I laughed as she looked at me kind of mad, and I said 2 her, “sorry my queen but your math is off, your NN is 102”. She responded with she rules and is totally all mighty and knows much more about Gawky than I ever will, and about Gawnum as well. She went on to say that,” I know my NN is 102 and not 107, but what is 102 when U add the 3 digits of my PCN, {private-code-number} yeah That-Boy, what is it? Right away it hit me like Diana from the skies, as her PCN is 231, and 2+3+1 is 6 and 6 added to 102 is 108, and again I burst out laughing and said, “ Mariah my great Queen, now it is still off, it is 107 days that U went back and then came 2 me on the MW from there”. Then she blurted out, “ My math, where did U leave your math at, your first grade desk? April 26 is 30 days from March 27. May 26 is 30 days from April 26. June 25 is 30 days from April 26. Now isn’t 30 and 30 and 30 ninety”? I replied yes great lovely queen, and fell onto my knees B4 her. Then she asked me to count the days from March 27 through March 31, and I quickly did and said 4. Then she said OK, that is 94, so now add the 12 days of July to the 94, and what do U get left with, That-Boy“? I remained on my knees, I thought I was so smart and knew that 107 days was the amount of days between July 12th and March 27th, only she was right, and I was totally wrong. It is not 107, but that so confusing total that we all R guilty of getting confused with from time 2 time. She was referring 2 the reality that counting her re-birth up through her final night with me on the Atlantic City Public Transit bus on the night of 12 July in 1970 around 10PM, is 108 total days, just as if I say to someone there is a four dale sale on bottled water at the ACME grocery store, going from the 20th through the 23rd, and subtracting 20 from 23, U quickly could mistakenly find yourself arguing that it’s only a 3 dale sale, after-all 23 minus 20 is not 4, it is 3, yet count the days and it is 4, the 20th, the 21st, the 22nd, and the 23rd, 4 days of the water sale. She, as always was totally correct, SHEW RULES THIS EMPIRE, SHE ALWAYS DID AND ALWAYS WILL. Nobody better ever get in her way, she is the most powerful mighty being in all of this entire MULTIVERSE, and if I ever can do anything 4U, just tell your Yancy in a dream and it will B done, no questions asked, my beautiful QUEEN, SSJKK.
Well Mayor Levy’s great OLOBOLOB, used and applied the correct way, has made me between 40 and 350 dollars on the past eight days I have home-played it, and that is only on level 1-Beginners level, there is 2 and 3, intermediate and advanced. Advanced triples the amounts. Ann will bodyguard me and in time play it at her own wheel and I’ll bodyguard her. Playing and replaying all the old games, with the methods that the mayor showed me when he appeared in my interaction or U would say ‘dream’, originally, I re-worked out the systems, and would have nearly twice the dollar amount as I had on paper B4, plus it never crashed, it loses yes, but wins a lot more. Who needs this fucking aggravating crummy job when the casinos R right down there and ripe 4 the plucking, BWABY-WUV ELMER FUDD???????
This is a sworn legal document. All persons ever accused of my murder R guilty of my murder, and the murder of my mother, David Roth, and his mother. World Court Tribunal at The Hague, this is all future court testimony and trial-evidence. Copyrighted Michael Wayne Mountainpen-2008.
Google and Swis and World Labs and Void Infinity, this is sworn voluntarily as an accurate and totally true legal binding statement. I may have to go back to full time work and get off of disability unless my roulette playing can resume where it was in 1986. My credibility will B better as well as a non-certified Looney-case.
END TRAN: PS, Queen M, IWALU. Just B happy and safe, that is all I want.
Blog-Book--TEOHIV/TIMCAM
Continuing from Morianity Project-
TAPED-AUDIO-VERSION OF 1995
Datfile--062808.400.55, start tran:
So what is it all about there Althea? Y am I sitting here pecking away at little square black keys so often, and what really is the big picture code for the combinations of these keys that my fingers have been striking 4 going on 3 years now? The eighth dimension in and by itself created an answer to this but not many hearing it will like the answer, as it goes, “the answer is that there isn’t any answer”. I am leaving my job, it is a foregone conclusion that if I remain, a total disaster from it is imminent. U cannot turn this death clock back, in circumstances, and U know with full certainty, when a situation reaches this point of no return. Ann will be my bodyguard/witness/whatever, and I will begin playing roulette again, and if we R fucked with illegally, and our rights get violated in any way, we will represent ourselves and take it straight 2 Atlantic County Superior Court. Once upon a time, having a fool 4 a client and a jackass 4 an attorney should someone opt 2 do this, was 100% the truth, but no more. Most lawyers R basically totally worthless, it is all a totally fixed system, and only a person who has been harmed that indeed can show laws broken that caused this harm to occur, with non faked tearing up eyes, calmly and clearly telling the story to a jury, as once I did talk to a grand jury, and indeed get a miserable prick by the name of Mark Morini indicted. No do not confuse him with my 1977 encounter with a Mark Moroni, and the same Moroni that visited Joseph Smith, as well as came back into this or now should I say past century, to sell me a Cadillac automobile, a 1968 Bonneville in fairly nice condition 4 being 9 years running and averaging just over 10,000 annual miles. I have met some great Mormons, the name comes from this entity that makes appearances and even decides 2 stay on this mortal realm amongst us from time 2 time, 2 accomplish parts of Sarah-Stacey’s very complex and detailed missions that she sends prophets and will-doers on. Oh yes my 1977 trip to Mars, and how my health was adversely effected, the Jim Burr Star Riders, the meeting of Jim at a Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG computer school in ‘73, I mean seriously; where can I even hope 2 begin with my story of the seventies, and how it so perfectly ties in with all of the 60’s, the 80’s, the 90’s, and the now? And then 1972, my better than Moroni visitation from none other than the great All Mighty Jehovah herself, at none other than my school 4 crissake. When I tried getting into my computer this morning, it again was acting weird, seemingly filled with virus hacks and keystroke worms and advanced hi-tek biosing damages and interferences. This will not load right, this pop up screen warns about that, the underlining hyperlinks do not work when U type in a www or a http address as it should and used 2, and I could go on and on like a greedy kid’s letter to Santa. The 8th dimension is above the Lawtron world that makes all of the physical and yes, the astral or lighter body rules that govern the so called mechanics of these realms, permit’s the things such as our gravity and relative time and all of it and much more, to all work perfectly in unison to the whole of all of these laws and systems. When U have a home built, in this example UR obviously wealthy enough 2 have what U and your significant other decide that U want it 3B like as after all it will B U guys living in it, and natch, U want 2B as happy as possible there. So U have it built by the carpenters and electricians and the brick-men and all of the other tradesmen that go into the proper construction and completion on your future residence. Now after it is fully completed, do U not normally then move into it and start your life there? Well this same principle applies to the Lawtrons of the 7th dimension. They build things in much the same way as they exit out and away from the void infinity from the previous cycle or closed-infinity, and now in a reshuffled form, decide 2 build and make their new world so 2 speak, and then of course, begin living in it as Lawtron-counterparts, SOULS. The 8th dimension however is the world of the endless chaining looping re-chaining re-looping, that never starts or stops, and has no higher 9th dimension from which its seemingly smaller interlocked infinity is inside of, hence appearing as I have stated on numerous prior blogging occasions, to have no possible rhyme nor reason 4 ever being there 2 begin with, the ultimate cause of and 4 ADULT-PLAYGROUND-RAGE. As a child, most of us remember either being the son of a bitch in a group of friends, or with a group of friends where one of them kept saying [Y}? to any and every thing that was spoken to him or her, and this went on and on until cursing started, or fists started flying around. It really did and still does piss people off. The person doing it knows this very well, and is definitely trying 2 start the fight. Now I call Adult-Playground-Rage or APR, and not what U pay in interest rates 4 loans, the same basic thing coming from none other than the very same origin of circumstance. U can ask good solid legitimate questions of what life and us all R about and Y we all R here and what the devil is going on, and if done in a group that perhaps R not friends, the smallest issues that may exist within anyone in the group will quickly come out like a thrown hand grenade when someone keeps doing nothing except saying after each next answer-step, “Y”. Well I need 2 get home and prepare dinner 4 hubby, he works tonight, Y, well he needs 2 work, we have a kid about 2 enter college without any scholarship, Y, well he was just under the scores and could not quite qualify 4 one, Y, look I really do have to get home now, Y, ‘cause I do, Y, we all have ‘played’ or done this, and it can get noses 2 bleed and teeth to exit mouths a bit painfully should someone in the group have a temper. The topic of the 8th dimension will really set this rage off easily, as the answer is that there isn’t any answer, things just loop and chain and loop and chain, it never started and it never will stop, well, not quite. There is a hyper-horizon out of this and into the 9th dimension, and it is time I get into it, as SSJKK told me just yesterday in a major trance-dream 2 do just this, after revealing it 2 me in her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, mortal world word, HEAVEN. This is not a reality that any human mind as advanced or enlightened as it may ever B, can grasp hold of very well, but let us make the attempt, and knock wood for positive cosmic interaction agreement, [luck]. There is no solid or shadow and there R no atoms or anything that exist in much lower dimensionality. It is a place created by the 6th or the THOUGHT dimension, sort of like your fishing cabin. U need 2 get away from your medical or law practice, and even the wife and kids 4 say 3 days and nights, and so U sneak up to your very private cabin up on Trophy Wife Trout Lane #5, in Beaver Falls, Montana. Well, the mind in its true form exists as a realm, a dimension all its own, I have experienced it in deep trance, and call it the ELEVATOR-ROOM, it is the wildest ride you will ever take, and takes the cake and the frosting right off the 2031 completed Wildwood ride 2B called the MILE-HIGHER-COASTER. I will not use words like concepts or ideas even though I fully know all so well that this would better help any blogging-audience 2 relate, but I am still calling the spade a spade, and am insisting on using the term “notbuts” implying the epitome of ambivalence, and intentionally being done so by this author as it fits my attempts 2 further elaborate upon this lengthy and intricate point, in the long run, more successfully, with readers of this by your standards, very strange and outlandish material. The “NOT” implies no or negative, as well as the total absolute concentric to the “BUT” The but also works this same way only in reverse. No I cannot do this, but I do wonder if I should not just make the feeble attempt? This sentence implies that a madman of sorts is having a self-conversation endlessly, somewhere, and eventually deciding based on his or her, conclusions after a long mulling over period is finished, that a decision whether randomly decided or reasoned out, is indeed chosen, and now, as with any decision made by any entity on any realm, action is taken based on this very decision. This action however is not quite like mortal word verb-actions such as running, jumping, killing, kissing, U get the point, but it is action, in fact it is the ultimate and most powerful action that ever can take place within 9 dimensions that we so far have discussed on Morianity. Here, at this realm of dimension #9, not so much balances R assigned, this is the job of Lawtronics, 2 dimensions beneath here, the Lawtrons, but where to throw the good and the bad, speaking mortally down in 3 dimensions naturally, where we all R, me as I pen this, and U as and if UR reading this, but what is being thrown? Realities that translate to energy or power divided by time which is the physics definition of true energy when needed 2B measured, and these ‘thrown-realities’ R thrown in a similar way 2 a bunch of say ‘Dodge ball’ players in a gym-room right here on the MW at your local health club or YM/W/CA, etcetera. There R countless throwers of the balls, and if U get hit with one that the energy 4 whatever reason interacts well with the one that is thrown at, U get a Donald Trump or a Bill Gates, or whatever. If on the other hand, the ball has the energy type that doesn’t interact well with U, U then get a poor whittle Mountainpen me situation, and just as I pen this C how this connects and verified my very words, as a very nasty MILITUFORCE controlled by the evil MILLIONTH COUNCIL air vessel, some type of evil military loud chopper, just took the took off of my residence and violated me and my civil rights, American Civil Liberties Union, but C how all of this verifies my story and totally proves my point, that is if U have a quarter of a brain left. I was in the 9th dimension when I lost awareness 4 a short few minpers last night at work. Mariah took me there and the winds were blowing harder than ever through the open windows and again causing the doors 2 slam in-between many of the large medical type of rooms that this strange building contained. The wind grew stronger as more time appeared 2 pass by, but the lady was not at the desk who told me to quit slamming the doors, and was nowhere 2B found, nor were the driver or the dude she calls the shellfish. Mariah took my hand and let me outside and we walked all around and the wind seemed 2 follow her, and even started 2 whistle her name, it was creepy and awesome at the same time. Then we reentered the med-building and the wind seemed to die down almost 2 a stop and she took me into a room with light brown carpets and bright red chairs. She told me that life is not always peaches and cream, or the astral translation, jelly and jam. Then she reviewed my 1970’s life with me and told me to mention the eclipse and Sunram, my boat that never got built. She told me that this building is the building that is one and the same with Krassleville’s Municipal Building where her father is the Lord-Mayor, the Great Mighty Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious Krassle. Her mom has my book of the Beach that I wrote like a journal-diary in the 19 day stay in 1970 in June/July, my compatibility months of the warm season. After Russell Thaxton burned it up on the Mortal World in December of 1969, the energy reality of my words were transmitted instantly to the Krassleville Municipal Hall Library, to the right of the building after walking into the front doors and moving forward. The book is red and white, Mariena-Carlittia’s favorite two color-combination. Also she said to talk more about 1975 when I was beat up in Atlantic City by those 2 huge muscle boy lifeguard mascots. Then in 1877 I first had my interactions with Gawky Gaukauk B4 more than 3 years later in ‘80 he gave me the lottery number to play, only I played it not in a box and in the wrong state, I never crossed over my bridge to Pe3nnsylvania 2 purchase the DIE-tickets straight-boxed in the state where Gawky picks them in, 4 whatever reason, hay I just report the news accurately and truthfully, all the Y’s and what’s I do not claim 2 have for a second!!!! The 9th-D she told me is Y she chose 2 come right back 2 me after July 12 in 1`970, even Y she went back a short ways in time, exactly 107 days to the 27th of March and that her name number or NN107 was the sign that verifies her telling me this and should allay any doubts that I may incur at weak moments. I laughed as she looked at me kind of mad, and I said 2 her, “sorry my queen but your math is off, your NN is 102”. She responded with she rules and is totally all mighty and knows much more about Gawky than I ever will, and about Gawnum as well. She went on to say that,” I know my NN is 102 and not 107, but what is 102 when U add the 3 digits of my PCN, {private-code-number} yeah That-Boy, what is it? Right away it hit me like Diana from the skies, as her PCN is 231, and 2+3+1 is 6 and 6 added to 102 is 108, and again I burst out laughing and said, “ Mariah my great Queen, now it is still off, it is 107 days that U went back and then came 2 me on the MW from there”. Then she blurted out, “ My math, where did U leave your math at, your first grade desk? April 26 is 30 days from March 27. May 26 is 30 days from April 26. June 25 is 30 days from April 26. Now isn’t 30 and 30 and 30 ninety”? I replied yes great lovely queen, and fell onto my knees B4 her. Then she asked me to count the days from March 27 through March 31, and I quickly did and said 4. Then she said OK, that is 94, so now add the 12 days of July to the 94, and what do U get left with, That-Boy“? I remained on my knees, I thought I was so smart and knew that 107 days was the amount of days between July 12th and March 27th, only she was right, and I was totally wrong. It is not 107, but that so confusing total that we all R guilty of getting confused with from time 2 time. She was referring 2 the reality that counting her re-birth up through her final night with me on the Atlantic City Public Transit bus on the night of 12 July in 1970 around 10PM, is 108 total days, just as if I say to someone there is a four dale sale on bottled water at the ACME grocery store, going from the 20th through the 23rd, and subtracting 20 from 23, U quickly could mistakenly find yourself arguing that it’s only a 3 dale sale, after-all 23 minus 20 is not 4, it is 3, yet count the days and it is 4, the 20th, the 21st, the 22nd, and the 23rd, 4 days of the water sale. She, as always was totally correct, SHEW RULES THIS EMPIRE, SHE ALWAYS DID AND ALWAYS WILL. Nobody better ever get in her way, she is the most powerful mighty being in all of this entire MULTIVERSE, and if I ever can do anything 4U, just tell your Yancy in a dream and it will B done, no questions asked, my beautiful QUEEN, SSJKK.
Well Mayor Levy’s great OLOBOLOB, used and applied the correct way, has made me between 40 and 350 dollars on the past eight days I have home-played it, and that is only on level 1-Beginners level, there is 2 and 3, intermediate and advanced. Advanced triples the amounts. Ann will bodyguard me and in time play it at her own wheel and I’ll bodyguard her. Playing and replaying all the old games, with the methods that the mayor showed me when he appeared in my interaction or U would say ‘dream’, originally, I re-worked out the systems, and would have nearly twice the dollar amount as I had on paper B4, plus it never crashed, it loses yes, but wins a lot more. Who needs this fucking aggravating crummy job when the casinos R right down there and ripe 4 the plucking, BWABY-WUV ELMER FUDD???????
This is a sworn legal document. All persons ever accused of my murder R guilty of my murder, and the murder of my mother, David Roth, and his mother. World Court Tribunal at The Hague, this is all future court testimony and trial-evidence. Copyrighted Michael Wayne Mountainpen-2008.
Google and Swis and World Labs and Void Infinity, this is sworn voluntarily as an accurate and totally true legal binding statement. I may have to go back to full time work and get off of disability unless my roulette playing can resume where it was in 1986. My credibility will B better as well as a non-certified Looney-case.
END TRAN: PS, Queen M, IWALU. Just B happy and safe, that is all I want.
Friday, June 27, 2008
THE SEVENTIES
“THE SEVENTIES”
BLOG/BOOK--TEOHIV/TIMCAM
DATFILE 062708.880.55
Continuing with 1995 Morianity/audio
Beginning Transmission:
First, this blog needs 2 thank the great lovely Diana Arteemis 4 coming around me this afternoon with her scrumptious and beautiful lightning, I love U so much Diana.
Secondly, I have received some powerful marching orders from a source that not B argued with, the All Mighty SSJKK rules, and she knows that. She wants me not 2 focus now on who she is in the here and now, and move onto what she wanted blogged and talked about back early in the year, the nineteen-seventies. Starting us off, there were numerous events all more than blog-worthy, and 2 start, I will name just the topics that later on will B harped on with detailed alacrity. I have been told by a friend of Ann Silva‘s and an admirer of the GREAT-SECRET, of which I gave Y all my spin of, simply that I wholeheartedly was in agreement with the lady that wrote the rebuttal on this, in the New Jersey Holistic Magazine, a “scatter-brain”. If indeed she was right and us non-agree-ers were so wrong, then where is your great success, big T, and Y would Y have treated me so nasty when I never gave Y any cause 4 doing so? My life and the topics of it need 2B all placed together as the numerous subjects of it run all throughout the parameters of esoteric things, the Ufology subject, dreams and supernatural occurrences, government conspiracies, as well as the persecution and harassment that they have inflicted illegally and covertly upon me 4 well more than 2-3 decades, in countless ways. I know that trying to put down my story literarily neatly into separate file boxes, would B stupid, and definitely would serve no other purpose other than 2 increase the overall confusion of a complex and lengthy story, and overall would simply do me a disservice of causing more harm than good. Scatter-brain-me or not, BIT-T, I will do what I know best is the correct way 2 do this, U did not do a thing 2 help me, U treated me quite rudely and even Ann said this 2 me after U left her place that night, and now we R gonna B another of so many ships that just pass in the night. The 1970’s came in right after my chain went missing as well as the Russ Thaxton visit, and the huge ASTERISK-JET-TRAIL formed the following morning in the skies covering Camden County’s majority areas. In the middle of March we had a major solar eclipse in the Philadelphia area, and a friend went blind from it, thinking he was smarter than the experts, and insisted on staring at it unprotected. Also towards the end of March, the Leviathan plot was winding down on the famous TV hit-cereal-show, Dark Shadows, ands also, my designing of a large boat, really by definition, a ship, was completed by me at near to the month’s end, called the Speed-ship Sunram. Still later, in April, I placed an ad in the Atlantic City press to C if I could B hired as a handyman or assistant 4 the summer so that I could live down at the shore in the summer time, and the child molester Tom answered it and came over in mid April 2 meet with myself and my mom, and as wild as it sounds, my mom went along with it, I was 2 become a plumbers assistant, only it turned out that he was not looking 4 that type of a helper, and that the only plumbing he was interested in was mine. This was the time where there was no more Sarah, after knowing of her and being captivated, mesmerized, and totally enthralled by this wild exquisite tall luscious teenager, since first seeing her and getting smiled at by her in June of 1965 while exiting the street-door of the Trinidad-NN97 Motel, now the Super-8, on Tennessee Avenue near the boardwalk, in goodol’ Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, so that I could walk 2 my left up to the boardwalk’s onramp where bicycles were rented. How I loved my teen-queen, and still do and always will, ALWAYS and ALL-WAYS. The 70’s were filled with fascinations and frightening events, but I have felt intentionally spiritually moved 2 save this part of everything 4 the last, perhaps it is saving the best 4 last as the saying goes. A year later in 1971, 3 major things occurred, being sent 2 private school, my mothers feeble attempt to break the curse of my life and the Brigger Cultist’s hold on her son, me, which is YI was taking some extra credit courses in math out at my Aunt Jerry’s area of Narberth. PAUSAESMWG while attending summer-school at the very famous, 2 the local Philadlephian suburbs area, Lower Merion High School. I even was in the great Philadelphia Inquirer Newspaper, not by name, just a blurb about how this great school has summer classes with some students from quite “far off distances away, one in fact all the way from Oaklyn, NJ“, ME. I still have the old clipping, falling apart and yellow with age and time. This was the year that July was spent in Pennsylvania, and when August came around, I had other things on my mind and never went 2 the shore, and was driving the Atlantic Ocean literally out of her mind with wonder and worry, as told on PBT, her waves were 10-20 feet almost daily off of ACNJUSAESMWG, and this documented surfer report was on the still famous AM-KYW radio every afternoon on my Aunt Gerry’s radio when she picked me up from school at noon 2 take me back 2 the home she lived at with my uncle Stuart Huntington Mason, on Greentree Lane, they really were the true highlanders. The view was incredible and we were not far off from all of the areas transmission towers, that they call Studio Park, after David Roth and myself made up this name 4 the record company that we were hoping and planning 2 someday eventually start, after we met in November of ‘85. This event of summer school was all part of the Church Farm School in Exton, PAUSAESMWG, that my mom was bound and determined 2 get me in and out of the special-ed-school in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG. The huge third thing was the termination of my favorite television soap show, DARK SHADOWS, in the first week early in the month of April, in ‘71. Now at the start of the year, an even larger blow was dealt 2 me, as 4 no reason at all, my eyesight which had always been totally picture-perfect, within a couple of short months, went 2 my having trouble reading the large E on the I chart. Even my optomotrist thought is was a bit unusual, and later on I learned that he had discussed with my mom that he had concerns 4 my losing my sight all together and wanted 2 run tests. My mom did not want 2 up set me and just told me that the tests were routine and never told me more until I was fully grown, and all right, just blind as piss without a pair of thick glasses. We have not even started, the 70’s, Bobby at Newton Creek, my being molested by a dangerous gang of girls there, my revenge on the family of one of them, if Abbey Carmichael and Jack McCoy had had me today, I would most likely have done 25 years, but times were a bit different, plus I kept my mouth shut and only admitted on this blog what I did some time back in PBT and go ahead, try and mess with me. I have terminated the existences of millions of people throughout my lengthy sets of dreams as Gangues Kahn, Adolf Hitler, Alexander-not Phyllis, and Mark Mohr’s Magnesonic. I am not proud of what I’ve had 2 do, but the world has always forced me 2 react, they literally have forced my hand, Flint said it all back in original Star Trek, TEST OF POWER, none of U had a chance, as if I ever go all the way, this galaxy is ulmafied, a word meaning that velocitrons R created and let loose in a plexitronic quanta-fluid that causes literally a bi product of zero point energy top literally erase this existence like a teacher erases a blackboard lesson with a few strokes of a hand held board-cloth.
I must go now, a lovely job awaits, but I will tell U a lot about the 8th and 9th dimensions very soon, in fact the ninth dimension was the medical room with the 6-9 rooms, and it is very complicated. I no longer can get on certain topics until I go much deeper into the great seventies, when my queen left me and came back to me, guess it was a December/January deal.
END TRANSMISSION:
BLOG/BOOK--TEOHIV/TIMCAM
DATFILE 062708.880.55
Continuing with 1995 Morianity/audio
Beginning Transmission:
First, this blog needs 2 thank the great lovely Diana Arteemis 4 coming around me this afternoon with her scrumptious and beautiful lightning, I love U so much Diana.
Secondly, I have received some powerful marching orders from a source that not B argued with, the All Mighty SSJKK rules, and she knows that. She wants me not 2 focus now on who she is in the here and now, and move onto what she wanted blogged and talked about back early in the year, the nineteen-seventies. Starting us off, there were numerous events all more than blog-worthy, and 2 start, I will name just the topics that later on will B harped on with detailed alacrity. I have been told by a friend of Ann Silva‘s and an admirer of the GREAT-SECRET, of which I gave Y all my spin of, simply that I wholeheartedly was in agreement with the lady that wrote the rebuttal on this, in the New Jersey Holistic Magazine, a “scatter-brain”. If indeed she was right and us non-agree-ers were so wrong, then where is your great success, big T, and Y would Y have treated me so nasty when I never gave Y any cause 4 doing so? My life and the topics of it need 2B all placed together as the numerous subjects of it run all throughout the parameters of esoteric things, the Ufology subject, dreams and supernatural occurrences, government conspiracies, as well as the persecution and harassment that they have inflicted illegally and covertly upon me 4 well more than 2-3 decades, in countless ways. I know that trying to put down my story literarily neatly into separate file boxes, would B stupid, and definitely would serve no other purpose other than 2 increase the overall confusion of a complex and lengthy story, and overall would simply do me a disservice of causing more harm than good. Scatter-brain-me or not, BIT-T, I will do what I know best is the correct way 2 do this, U did not do a thing 2 help me, U treated me quite rudely and even Ann said this 2 me after U left her place that night, and now we R gonna B another of so many ships that just pass in the night. The 1970’s came in right after my chain went missing as well as the Russ Thaxton visit, and the huge ASTERISK-JET-TRAIL formed the following morning in the skies covering Camden County’s majority areas. In the middle of March we had a major solar eclipse in the Philadelphia area, and a friend went blind from it, thinking he was smarter than the experts, and insisted on staring at it unprotected. Also towards the end of March, the Leviathan plot was winding down on the famous TV hit-cereal-show, Dark Shadows, ands also, my designing of a large boat, really by definition, a ship, was completed by me at near to the month’s end, called the Speed-ship Sunram. Still later, in April, I placed an ad in the Atlantic City press to C if I could B hired as a handyman or assistant 4 the summer so that I could live down at the shore in the summer time, and the child molester Tom answered it and came over in mid April 2 meet with myself and my mom, and as wild as it sounds, my mom went along with it, I was 2 become a plumbers assistant, only it turned out that he was not looking 4 that type of a helper, and that the only plumbing he was interested in was mine. This was the time where there was no more Sarah, after knowing of her and being captivated, mesmerized, and totally enthralled by this wild exquisite tall luscious teenager, since first seeing her and getting smiled at by her in June of 1965 while exiting the street-door of the Trinidad-NN97 Motel, now the Super-8, on Tennessee Avenue near the boardwalk, in goodol’ Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, so that I could walk 2 my left up to the boardwalk’s onramp where bicycles were rented. How I loved my teen-queen, and still do and always will, ALWAYS and ALL-WAYS. The 70’s were filled with fascinations and frightening events, but I have felt intentionally spiritually moved 2 save this part of everything 4 the last, perhaps it is saving the best 4 last as the saying goes. A year later in 1971, 3 major things occurred, being sent 2 private school, my mothers feeble attempt to break the curse of my life and the Brigger Cultist’s hold on her son, me, which is YI was taking some extra credit courses in math out at my Aunt Jerry’s area of Narberth. PAUSAESMWG while attending summer-school at the very famous, 2 the local Philadlephian suburbs area, Lower Merion High School. I even was in the great Philadelphia Inquirer Newspaper, not by name, just a blurb about how this great school has summer classes with some students from quite “far off distances away, one in fact all the way from Oaklyn, NJ“, ME. I still have the old clipping, falling apart and yellow with age and time. This was the year that July was spent in Pennsylvania, and when August came around, I had other things on my mind and never went 2 the shore, and was driving the Atlantic Ocean literally out of her mind with wonder and worry, as told on PBT, her waves were 10-20 feet almost daily off of ACNJUSAESMWG, and this documented surfer report was on the still famous AM-KYW radio every afternoon on my Aunt Gerry’s radio when she picked me up from school at noon 2 take me back 2 the home she lived at with my uncle Stuart Huntington Mason, on Greentree Lane, they really were the true highlanders. The view was incredible and we were not far off from all of the areas transmission towers, that they call Studio Park, after David Roth and myself made up this name 4 the record company that we were hoping and planning 2 someday eventually start, after we met in November of ‘85. This event of summer school was all part of the Church Farm School in Exton, PAUSAESMWG, that my mom was bound and determined 2 get me in and out of the special-ed-school in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG. The huge third thing was the termination of my favorite television soap show, DARK SHADOWS, in the first week early in the month of April, in ‘71. Now at the start of the year, an even larger blow was dealt 2 me, as 4 no reason at all, my eyesight which had always been totally picture-perfect, within a couple of short months, went 2 my having trouble reading the large E on the I chart. Even my optomotrist thought is was a bit unusual, and later on I learned that he had discussed with my mom that he had concerns 4 my losing my sight all together and wanted 2 run tests. My mom did not want 2 up set me and just told me that the tests were routine and never told me more until I was fully grown, and all right, just blind as piss without a pair of thick glasses. We have not even started, the 70’s, Bobby at Newton Creek, my being molested by a dangerous gang of girls there, my revenge on the family of one of them, if Abbey Carmichael and Jack McCoy had had me today, I would most likely have done 25 years, but times were a bit different, plus I kept my mouth shut and only admitted on this blog what I did some time back in PBT and go ahead, try and mess with me. I have terminated the existences of millions of people throughout my lengthy sets of dreams as Gangues Kahn, Adolf Hitler, Alexander-not Phyllis, and Mark Mohr’s Magnesonic. I am not proud of what I’ve had 2 do, but the world has always forced me 2 react, they literally have forced my hand, Flint said it all back in original Star Trek, TEST OF POWER, none of U had a chance, as if I ever go all the way, this galaxy is ulmafied, a word meaning that velocitrons R created and let loose in a plexitronic quanta-fluid that causes literally a bi product of zero point energy top literally erase this existence like a teacher erases a blackboard lesson with a few strokes of a hand held board-cloth.
I must go now, a lovely job awaits, but I will tell U a lot about the 8th and 9th dimensions very soon, in fact the ninth dimension was the medical room with the 6-9 rooms, and it is very complicated. I no longer can get on certain topics until I go much deeper into the great seventies, when my queen left me and came back to me, guess it was a December/January deal.
END TRANSMISSION:
Thursday, June 26, 2008
United Nations and Table Bangers
“United Nations and Table Bangers”
Blog-Book--TEOHIV-TIMCAM
Morianity of 1995--Datfile--062608.923.55
Beginning Transmission:
Many a summer ago while my mother and I were vacationing at the Trinidad-NN97, as is mine, or the motel currently Prince, known as the Super Jenny-Johnson 8 Motel, on Tennessee Avenue, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, we were viewing the great United Nations peace talks that were taking place and they were being televised. B4 moving onward with this topic of discussion, the final ten letters of the address given of this location on this blogging text do not really have lots of real significance nor will they when connected to this address, until nearly 28 decades from present point of STC-illusion. Phoparmesh is a tool not understood yet, nor known of in many universes in the total hyperspace where it is still in the 1980-2020 range. Taking advantage of spinning particles that move at millions of light years per second as they revolve around the yet unknown foam energies within the quanta realities of all that is, If I do not want the mighty SSJKK angry and no one does, I must limit what I say 2 what she has instructed me 2 in fact say, and not put my personal spin on it nor add details regarding future technologies. However, lads and lassies, all pathetic Dogtownites, and all other entity population on astral and hyperspatial realms, I’ll never forget old Soviet leader Cruchevf or however he spelled his name as spell checker is of no help with it, aniwho, he was banging and slamming fists on the table where he was seated at with his fellow delegates and representatives at the time in the NY,NY, UN-BLDG., and was shouting at the United States, and I quote, even a child forgets difficultly when people R angry and shouting, and I quote him, ”You’re the aggressors, you’re the aggressors“!!!!!!!, slam and slam and bang with the fists on the United Nations Building table. Remember, this was the middle sixties and global tenseness was always very present like a lingering shadow of doom hanging over everybody, especially with the cold war’s famous threat and ever impending doom of a nuclear holocaust. First, all this, and 911, is all a lot of bull shit, and I would not have dared 2 blog such a thing within say 5 years of 911, tensions again were ‘sixties-high’, and the masses, were ‘told’ things could B dipterous at any moment, for the entire free-world, the what 4 crissake? I’m sorry, truth comes out of me like dung through a goose on steroids, and I must tell what I know. Just as the Millionth Council’s human world counterparts, the MILITARY, not all of them and not the common low-rankers naturally, experimented with things that make eugenics appear contrastually like a day at the beach, not necessarily one of my days at the beach, mind U, but aniwho, they gassed me, not GAMES, not GAINES, I said that they fucking GASSED ME, at 134 Norris Avenue in Atco, NJUSAESMWG, one day in late May around 3 or 4 AM. They murdered me with the Aides Virus that they had recently created 2 rub out the gays and the druggies and lower life society, and on infinitum. I had dared 2 make a little trouble by writing 2 the NJ Governor, Thomas Kean, early in 1984, but that was after all of the murdering had first gone down. First, I dared to write a song entitled. “113 More Shiny Big Moons”. sounds totally benign on the face value of it, but I assure y’all, it was anything but. It talked about the great 231, just a new teenager at the time, only my ‘future-soul’ did not recognize the normal mortal barriers that should have kept all of this forbidden and taboo information from being ever able 2 reach me, on my mind’s surface waking and consciously aware levels. Messing around with the magnetic energies in the electromagnetic spectrum can and indeed DOES, alter and even temporarily break these walls and barriers that cosmos sets up on all mortals, LAWTRONICALLY. I had nothing against Debbie Harry from 1802 Robin Hill, and her slutty friends, but just as the maintenance man at Robin Hill, or one of the two, Dave, NOT DENNIS, he was a cool and very nice dude, but Dave was a scuz and a half times ten to the 44th. If U play around a whittle bit with what is termed, astrally, GAWNUM, and Stacey’s forbidden 2B used numerological advanced knowledge, by mortals on the Earth world’s, U would C at a quick glance that when U add 2 PCN’s or private-code-numbers together, private in that there R cosmic secrets that R locked away within the energy-realities of all of the particle and atomic realities around mortal mankind, this reveals how the cosmic jigsaw pieces all tie and fit together in the larger pictures that cosmic horizons R lawtronically set up 2 intentionally obstruct the view of, by endlessly bending reality down and away from any and all of us constantly at our precise relative vantage points, and as mass or matter that goes out and away from us begins 2 carry a wait and drop woustward and out of view, master-illusion is thereby being intentionally created. This is also known in the future as hyperspheratronics, and by adding them and getting digits that exist in both of the PCN’s that also exist in the sum total of them or the cosmic bigger picture, CBP 4 lack of greater descriptiveness on my part, that indeed, one of 3 things can result in the viewing of this. First, a total non-to-low comparativeness 2 the 2 things whatever they should B, should in fact the digits in these private-code-numbers, not match the total of them, the second, a strong compatibility shows up and revealing itself 2B that indeed matching digits to the bigger combined total picture of the 2 numbers when combined, 2 both of the individual smaller picture numbers. The third thing is YI went on first with Dave, the Robin Hill Maintenance Man 4 just one example. Working out the letters to the alphanumeric total when U write out, ROBIN HILL MAINTENANCE MAN, and calculating the PCN 4 it, and then totaling my 871 PCN, it reveals a third circumstance, where I never had anything agai9nst any of these wicked diseased people, and that it was they who hated me first without any cause or reason that I could have ever legitimately given 2 any of them, yet they hated me and wanted 2 cause me pain and suffering, as my digits match up somewhat to this PCNT and yet theirs did not, and PCNT stands 4 PRIVECODE NUMBER-TOTAL. U can play around with this Gawnum thing forever, it is so way freaking cool, I love doing it, but Sarah or Lordess Stacey kicked the shit out of me 3 going on with all of this detail, but let her B mad, screw it, I want the mortal world 2 know, and she is doing nothing 2 elevate my hellish pain and suffering, so I will tell what the Dogtown I wanna tell, and tough beans. Sometimes the PCNT is 4 digits, and sometimes only 3 digits, but again, U take the PCNT and assign one point 4 any match on both of the individual PCN’s. A quick example would B 1225-PCNT, and the 2 separate PCN’s R say 561 and 642. The person-642 has 2 hits on the 2 in the PCNT. The person-561 has one hit on the 1 in the PCNT. Remember that if either separate PCN has no match or zero-(0), the other could have 3 or 4 or whatever matching digit hits, and the incompatibility still exists, just not 4 the one with the matches, but it takes 2 to tango as we all know without any help from Morianity or Mountainpen. Remember, just like anything in life, U may like it and it may not like U. I never did squat to that bitch Playboy bunny or Hugh Heffner, but they intentionally made my life a misery, a total fucking living hell, early into 1982. We all have compatible months and years and days of the week and dates of the total date, places, names of schools and friends and cities and towns, places, things, U name it and all of it is inescapable from the ever-resent energies of cosmic reality, unlocked only through Gawky Gaukauk and his total advanced numerological applications 23 the mortal world reality. Remember, this character or entity, is none other than the great LOTTERY CAT. He came 2 me in what U silly mortals consider 2B a dream in the autumn of the MW year of 1980, and meowed at me over and over, and then instead of making the cat meow sound, still sounding the same in basic pitch-tone and square-wave, he kept going, DIE, DIE, DIE. When he dies this 2U in a dream, it means that the great Gus Lottery of Pennsylvania and its PICKIT-3-DIGIT game, is 2B translated as the alphanumeric conversion of the letter number of 1-26 to word letter, in this case in my interaction, U would prefer the word ‘dream’ perhaps, D is letter 4, and I is letter 9, and E is letter 5, or the DIE is equal 2 the number 495. Also the lady that was with Gawky on the bus B4 we both exited 2 walk into a strange bar over in Philadelphia somewhere around 6:45 on the evening, told me quite emphatically, that her cat absolutely has the correct and winning number of the night’s drawing, so long as U play the STRAIGHT-BOX way, as sometimes Gawky gets it straight up and sometimes the digits R all the same and totally correct, just in an inverted or scrambled up order. This I learned FROM Gawky himself, when I went on 2 dream it was the nineties, a decade or more ahead in forward waking world illusion, known as the HYPERSPACE-EFFECT, as 90-99% of the nearby surrounding other universes 2 our own in the huge virtually unlimited 5th dimension of hyperspace, will B differing that of our own by small enough amounts that it would take nearly unlimited quantum energies 2 reach other Transdimensional planes that would B off 2 the needed amount that would cause any digits 2 change, the most change would B a scrambling of the same existing digits, world to world, in the vast and unfathomable atomic signature of the great atom. Go ahead, workout the numbers for July and July-Twelve, and all of it, it all fits as smooth as a 5000 dollar pair of gloves. SSJKK says that she is the alpha and the omega, Greek 4 simply ‘the beginning and the ending. This is Y in her present form, her PCN is nicely compatible with the calendar months that both start each year, as well as end each year, January and December, and also, 2 others yes, the great 1980/1989 Lois Foca month of MAY, and the month of value, the great power and glory or the GOLD MONTH of AUGUST, remember your basic 8th grade chem-class, AU-gust? June and July come as my 61 days, that if anything major compatible with me is gonna occur, then brother lookout, as it surely does, such as on the night of 12 July back in 1970. My 19 days in Ventnor, New Jersey, USAESMWG, from the 23rd of June through the twelfth of July, with the Molester of Children, mister Thomas J. Reale of Somers Point, NJUSAESMWG, someday I will write a separate book on this freaking topic BRO!!!! Many other significant events R in June/July time frame. Also, 7 of these days were in June out of the 19 day total or 2 weeks/5days there on Cornwall Avenue with queer-Tom, while the other 12 days were in July, 12 and 7 and ‘M’ and ‘C’, I cannot escape her or her numbers or her initials no matter how fast I run or where I would ever try 2 hide, I won’t hide, U know all about me, whether UR close 2 the boardwalk or out father away from it, whether I let my casino bets ride and lose or ride and win, yes, U know all about me, just go 2 www.morianity-foundation.com and click onto the music part and play DON’T HIDE, UY CAN ;T HIDE, it is all there 2B listened 2 and totally verified, and ask yourself, Y would anybody waste their entire life on something not true or just completely insane?
Dee-Dee has been around a bit, but lately not so much, where RU DEEDEE???? I have given up saying, where RU Diana? I intend 2 move out of here and somewhere in central Florida in LIGHTNING ALEE where she cannot keep ignoring her little boy. I refuse to watch the news or read the papers, fuck all of U’s, the market can go to hell and so can all your fucking miserable sports teams, hay, at least U get honesty from me Mister Joel. I expect the giant queen to work me over soon as I feel my energy slipping away and soon will B losing conscious awareness. IWALU no matter what U do 2 me, forever and forever and forever. Yes U DO RULE MIGHTY QUEEN, and I know I am a disappointment at times, even Himacane thinks of me that way, oh well, I know deep down inside that I can only do my very best, and after that, oh well, I’ll sip a glass of blueberry interdimensionalized juice down, and have a nice spaghetti dinner if U let me remain awake that long after I post this up. If U take me back to that medical place, please tell the lady in charge at the desk that I am not slamming the doors, but that a heavy breeze is blowing through all of the open windows in the six-nine rooms, wasn’t trying 2B cute, I just know this place has somewhere between 6 and 9 rooms and very little hallway space. Oh those looping digits of my life, great queen of loops and chains and 8th dimensions of never ending adult-playground-rage.
Copyright Michael W. Mountainpen of Blueberryville, since U interdimensionalized me, again, great Martino/Callio and all other great emcee’s of the pwanet, mister Fudd!!!!! Google and 1X10 to the 99th and Swis, and KS-World Labs, this is all truth, with no omissions nor additions 2 this total truth. This is a voluntarily self-sworn legal word document which may or may not B court evidence at THE HAGUE at some future datfile, or dat. B4I end transmission 4 the day, Corzine my wonderful Governor in New Jersey, reduced the property tax rebates again, and had my car failed at the inspection station today 4 tires. No prob Gov, had 2 buy new tires, put it on the card as all Americans keep doing, and soon, America the great will flounder into the sea of fish, forever, HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!! Storms R brewing, and so R my other major natural disasters, so go ahead and keep tight on trucking with old me and MC/Kinnon-601 CB, just keep it goin’ there Smokey the bandit, UR as beautiful today Sally as U were in Gidget Goes Hawaiian.
As 4 the hollering Russian on TV at the Trinidad, if U can’t figure it out, then it is 4 the same reason no one can figure out exactly what SSJKK is really saying in the HOLY-WORDS, but work on it, you will C the bigger pictures arriving, maybe tomorrow, maybe in a thousand years.
E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N, bwaby-wuv-657-123.
Blog-Book--TEOHIV-TIMCAM
Morianity of 1995--Datfile--062608.923.55
Beginning Transmission:
Many a summer ago while my mother and I were vacationing at the Trinidad-NN97, as is mine, or the motel currently Prince, known as the Super Jenny-Johnson 8 Motel, on Tennessee Avenue, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, we were viewing the great United Nations peace talks that were taking place and they were being televised. B4 moving onward with this topic of discussion, the final ten letters of the address given of this location on this blogging text do not really have lots of real significance nor will they when connected to this address, until nearly 28 decades from present point of STC-illusion. Phoparmesh is a tool not understood yet, nor known of in many universes in the total hyperspace where it is still in the 1980-2020 range. Taking advantage of spinning particles that move at millions of light years per second as they revolve around the yet unknown foam energies within the quanta realities of all that is, If I do not want the mighty SSJKK angry and no one does, I must limit what I say 2 what she has instructed me 2 in fact say, and not put my personal spin on it nor add details regarding future technologies. However, lads and lassies, all pathetic Dogtownites, and all other entity population on astral and hyperspatial realms, I’ll never forget old Soviet leader Cruchevf or however he spelled his name as spell checker is of no help with it, aniwho, he was banging and slamming fists on the table where he was seated at with his fellow delegates and representatives at the time in the NY,NY, UN-BLDG., and was shouting at the United States, and I quote, even a child forgets difficultly when people R angry and shouting, and I quote him, ”You’re the aggressors, you’re the aggressors“!!!!!!!, slam and slam and bang with the fists on the United Nations Building table. Remember, this was the middle sixties and global tenseness was always very present like a lingering shadow of doom hanging over everybody, especially with the cold war’s famous threat and ever impending doom of a nuclear holocaust. First, all this, and 911, is all a lot of bull shit, and I would not have dared 2 blog such a thing within say 5 years of 911, tensions again were ‘sixties-high’, and the masses, were ‘told’ things could B dipterous at any moment, for the entire free-world, the what 4 crissake? I’m sorry, truth comes out of me like dung through a goose on steroids, and I must tell what I know. Just as the Millionth Council’s human world counterparts, the MILITARY, not all of them and not the common low-rankers naturally, experimented with things that make eugenics appear contrastually like a day at the beach, not necessarily one of my days at the beach, mind U, but aniwho, they gassed me, not GAMES, not GAINES, I said that they fucking GASSED ME, at 134 Norris Avenue in Atco, NJUSAESMWG, one day in late May around 3 or 4 AM. They murdered me with the Aides Virus that they had recently created 2 rub out the gays and the druggies and lower life society, and on infinitum. I had dared 2 make a little trouble by writing 2 the NJ Governor, Thomas Kean, early in 1984, but that was after all of the murdering had first gone down. First, I dared to write a song entitled. “113 More Shiny Big Moons”. sounds totally benign on the face value of it, but I assure y’all, it was anything but. It talked about the great 231, just a new teenager at the time, only my ‘future-soul’ did not recognize the normal mortal barriers that should have kept all of this forbidden and taboo information from being ever able 2 reach me, on my mind’s surface waking and consciously aware levels. Messing around with the magnetic energies in the electromagnetic spectrum can and indeed DOES, alter and even temporarily break these walls and barriers that cosmos sets up on all mortals, LAWTRONICALLY. I had nothing against Debbie Harry from 1802 Robin Hill, and her slutty friends, but just as the maintenance man at Robin Hill, or one of the two, Dave, NOT DENNIS, he was a cool and very nice dude, but Dave was a scuz and a half times ten to the 44th. If U play around a whittle bit with what is termed, astrally, GAWNUM, and Stacey’s forbidden 2B used numerological advanced knowledge, by mortals on the Earth world’s, U would C at a quick glance that when U add 2 PCN’s or private-code-numbers together, private in that there R cosmic secrets that R locked away within the energy-realities of all of the particle and atomic realities around mortal mankind, this reveals how the cosmic jigsaw pieces all tie and fit together in the larger pictures that cosmic horizons R lawtronically set up 2 intentionally obstruct the view of, by endlessly bending reality down and away from any and all of us constantly at our precise relative vantage points, and as mass or matter that goes out and away from us begins 2 carry a wait and drop woustward and out of view, master-illusion is thereby being intentionally created. This is also known in the future as hyperspheratronics, and by adding them and getting digits that exist in both of the PCN’s that also exist in the sum total of them or the cosmic bigger picture, CBP 4 lack of greater descriptiveness on my part, that indeed, one of 3 things can result in the viewing of this. First, a total non-to-low comparativeness 2 the 2 things whatever they should B, should in fact the digits in these private-code-numbers, not match the total of them, the second, a strong compatibility shows up and revealing itself 2B that indeed matching digits to the bigger combined total picture of the 2 numbers when combined, 2 both of the individual smaller picture numbers. The third thing is YI went on first with Dave, the Robin Hill Maintenance Man 4 just one example. Working out the letters to the alphanumeric total when U write out, ROBIN HILL MAINTENANCE MAN, and calculating the PCN 4 it, and then totaling my 871 PCN, it reveals a third circumstance, where I never had anything agai9nst any of these wicked diseased people, and that it was they who hated me first without any cause or reason that I could have ever legitimately given 2 any of them, yet they hated me and wanted 2 cause me pain and suffering, as my digits match up somewhat to this PCNT and yet theirs did not, and PCNT stands 4 PRIVECODE NUMBER-TOTAL. U can play around with this Gawnum thing forever, it is so way freaking cool, I love doing it, but Sarah or Lordess Stacey kicked the shit out of me 3 going on with all of this detail, but let her B mad, screw it, I want the mortal world 2 know, and she is doing nothing 2 elevate my hellish pain and suffering, so I will tell what the Dogtown I wanna tell, and tough beans. Sometimes the PCNT is 4 digits, and sometimes only 3 digits, but again, U take the PCNT and assign one point 4 any match on both of the individual PCN’s. A quick example would B 1225-PCNT, and the 2 separate PCN’s R say 561 and 642. The person-642 has 2 hits on the 2 in the PCNT. The person-561 has one hit on the 1 in the PCNT. Remember that if either separate PCN has no match or zero-(0), the other could have 3 or 4 or whatever matching digit hits, and the incompatibility still exists, just not 4 the one with the matches, but it takes 2 to tango as we all know without any help from Morianity or Mountainpen. Remember, just like anything in life, U may like it and it may not like U. I never did squat to that bitch Playboy bunny or Hugh Heffner, but they intentionally made my life a misery, a total fucking living hell, early into 1982. We all have compatible months and years and days of the week and dates of the total date, places, names of schools and friends and cities and towns, places, things, U name it and all of it is inescapable from the ever-resent energies of cosmic reality, unlocked only through Gawky Gaukauk and his total advanced numerological applications 23 the mortal world reality. Remember, this character or entity, is none other than the great LOTTERY CAT. He came 2 me in what U silly mortals consider 2B a dream in the autumn of the MW year of 1980, and meowed at me over and over, and then instead of making the cat meow sound, still sounding the same in basic pitch-tone and square-wave, he kept going, DIE, DIE, DIE. When he dies this 2U in a dream, it means that the great Gus Lottery of Pennsylvania and its PICKIT-3-DIGIT game, is 2B translated as the alphanumeric conversion of the letter number of 1-26 to word letter, in this case in my interaction, U would prefer the word ‘dream’ perhaps, D is letter 4, and I is letter 9, and E is letter 5, or the DIE is equal 2 the number 495. Also the lady that was with Gawky on the bus B4 we both exited 2 walk into a strange bar over in Philadelphia somewhere around 6:45 on the evening, told me quite emphatically, that her cat absolutely has the correct and winning number of the night’s drawing, so long as U play the STRAIGHT-BOX way, as sometimes Gawky gets it straight up and sometimes the digits R all the same and totally correct, just in an inverted or scrambled up order. This I learned FROM Gawky himself, when I went on 2 dream it was the nineties, a decade or more ahead in forward waking world illusion, known as the HYPERSPACE-EFFECT, as 90-99% of the nearby surrounding other universes 2 our own in the huge virtually unlimited 5th dimension of hyperspace, will B differing that of our own by small enough amounts that it would take nearly unlimited quantum energies 2 reach other Transdimensional planes that would B off 2 the needed amount that would cause any digits 2 change, the most change would B a scrambling of the same existing digits, world to world, in the vast and unfathomable atomic signature of the great atom. Go ahead, workout the numbers for July and July-Twelve, and all of it, it all fits as smooth as a 5000 dollar pair of gloves. SSJKK says that she is the alpha and the omega, Greek 4 simply ‘the beginning and the ending. This is Y in her present form, her PCN is nicely compatible with the calendar months that both start each year, as well as end each year, January and December, and also, 2 others yes, the great 1980/1989 Lois Foca month of MAY, and the month of value, the great power and glory or the GOLD MONTH of AUGUST, remember your basic 8th grade chem-class, AU-gust? June and July come as my 61 days, that if anything major compatible with me is gonna occur, then brother lookout, as it surely does, such as on the night of 12 July back in 1970. My 19 days in Ventnor, New Jersey, USAESMWG, from the 23rd of June through the twelfth of July, with the Molester of Children, mister Thomas J. Reale of Somers Point, NJUSAESMWG, someday I will write a separate book on this freaking topic BRO!!!! Many other significant events R in June/July time frame. Also, 7 of these days were in June out of the 19 day total or 2 weeks/5days there on Cornwall Avenue with queer-Tom, while the other 12 days were in July, 12 and 7 and ‘M’ and ‘C’, I cannot escape her or her numbers or her initials no matter how fast I run or where I would ever try 2 hide, I won’t hide, U know all about me, whether UR close 2 the boardwalk or out father away from it, whether I let my casino bets ride and lose or ride and win, yes, U know all about me, just go 2 www.morianity-foundation.com and click onto the music part and play DON’T HIDE, UY CAN ;T HIDE, it is all there 2B listened 2 and totally verified, and ask yourself, Y would anybody waste their entire life on something not true or just completely insane?
Dee-Dee has been around a bit, but lately not so much, where RU DEEDEE???? I have given up saying, where RU Diana? I intend 2 move out of here and somewhere in central Florida in LIGHTNING ALEE where she cannot keep ignoring her little boy. I refuse to watch the news or read the papers, fuck all of U’s, the market can go to hell and so can all your fucking miserable sports teams, hay, at least U get honesty from me Mister Joel. I expect the giant queen to work me over soon as I feel my energy slipping away and soon will B losing conscious awareness. IWALU no matter what U do 2 me, forever and forever and forever. Yes U DO RULE MIGHTY QUEEN, and I know I am a disappointment at times, even Himacane thinks of me that way, oh well, I know deep down inside that I can only do my very best, and after that, oh well, I’ll sip a glass of blueberry interdimensionalized juice down, and have a nice spaghetti dinner if U let me remain awake that long after I post this up. If U take me back to that medical place, please tell the lady in charge at the desk that I am not slamming the doors, but that a heavy breeze is blowing through all of the open windows in the six-nine rooms, wasn’t trying 2B cute, I just know this place has somewhere between 6 and 9 rooms and very little hallway space. Oh those looping digits of my life, great queen of loops and chains and 8th dimensions of never ending adult-playground-rage.
Copyright Michael W. Mountainpen of Blueberryville, since U interdimensionalized me, again, great Martino/Callio and all other great emcee’s of the pwanet, mister Fudd!!!!! Google and 1X10 to the 99th and Swis, and KS-World Labs, this is all truth, with no omissions nor additions 2 this total truth. This is a voluntarily self-sworn legal word document which may or may not B court evidence at THE HAGUE at some future datfile, or dat. B4I end transmission 4 the day, Corzine my wonderful Governor in New Jersey, reduced the property tax rebates again, and had my car failed at the inspection station today 4 tires. No prob Gov, had 2 buy new tires, put it on the card as all Americans keep doing, and soon, America the great will flounder into the sea of fish, forever, HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!! Storms R brewing, and so R my other major natural disasters, so go ahead and keep tight on trucking with old me and MC/Kinnon-601 CB, just keep it goin’ there Smokey the bandit, UR as beautiful today Sally as U were in Gidget Goes Hawaiian.
As 4 the hollering Russian on TV at the Trinidad, if U can’t figure it out, then it is 4 the same reason no one can figure out exactly what SSJKK is really saying in the HOLY-WORDS, but work on it, you will C the bigger pictures arriving, maybe tomorrow, maybe in a thousand years.
E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N, bwaby-wuv-657-123.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
what will U scumbags do when I'm gone?
(What Will U Scumbags Do When I’m Gone?)
Blog-Book--TEOHIV/TIMCAM, continuing
From the audio old testament Morianity Bible of ADEG-1995
From 2nd Highview, Curse-Me-ALLEE, not the first time there
In 1985-1986, DATFILE-- --- -062508.855.55--Wednesday,
No-more-new-LAO-AS-PREPRICTED, evening. May I pweeeeeze
BEGINNITH TRANSMISSIONITH:
The answer to this ‘question title‘, is that they never could handle not endlessly picking on a pathetic defenseless innocent whittle citizen, so they R not planning on permitting my exiting, not out of America, not out of the area and continent, not off this planet, and most definitely, not off of this Mortal World {MW} life. ‘Diana That’s The Way It Goes Arrangement Ross’ says it far better than I could ever hope 2, and I quote her from 1983, all of the future Roseanne Cash’s notwithstanding, “I don’t need this, no how, no nothing”. No way in Dogtown will these upchuck eaters allow my ever getting away from their GAMETRONICS. Speaking of which/witch, 10/10, bitch-bitch, and all the lovely telecommunicates of the pwanet Mister Fudd, endlessly making fun of me, R any of U besides the great US-FEDS, working out any Privecode numbers, or RU all like the great FBI, just 2 busy working out your muscles in the gym? No, there R not 1000 PCN, [private-code-numbers], just because 3 digits R involved, but there indeed R one Dogtown of a lot ofem!!!!! Mine is 871, as U know from PBT, not the scrambled up Permission Barrier, but, Prior Blogging Texts/s. First off, as the FBI knows, I do owe Nancy and her King of Greed-Empire hubby of hers a major apology 4 not wearing my reader-cheaters and was looking at the wrong part of a page of numerous PCN work-outs, and no, not in the Damn gym 4 crissake, while stating that HE had the same PCN as the word ASTERISK. B4 we move on 2 many subjects on this evil and extremely Satanic night rapies and germiblows, let me fast forward advance this Privecode number topic a bit, we can always get back 2 poor ol’ Rockford getting slammed around by Mister tough-dude, PBT!!!! The great knowledge involved in making compatibility studies, and it pertains 2 all conceivable topics, all things, all places, all people, all animals, all dates and numbers, and anything that I may herein forget 2 blog, but all is connected because in-between atoms as well as in-between foams of eutropic fielding energies, or EFE, TM from 2183, Doctor Sebastian Dari, and not claimed in this blogging text as part of my copyrighted IP, there is a way that is not known about in current times, of interactions between inter-atomic and intra-atomic that work together in the Lawtron, producing an effect that connects not only all the energies inside every universe of each multiverse, but also creates cosmically-coded if U will, numeration of this energy, and 4 me 2 attempt 2 get a bit more specific in 2K8, is asking me 2 talk engineering with a kindergartener, and nothing 2 do with ol’ Sir Kin Edgartown, spellchecker and its many built in hacks, unbweweivable Wabbit!!!!! Then again, somewhere on the astral plane, Kin-Edgartown naturally must exist or it never could have ‘dreamed’ its way down here onto these mortal realities, or so-called ones aniwho. Moving onward, this is naturally Y it all fits together, and those that I know darn right well have been playing with all of this probably have your freaking minds blown by now/cow. ‘PRIVECODE’ and MARK MOHR both total up 2 an alfnum of 97 [alpha-numerical total]. Sarah Karge would have been 102 years old in the summer of 1998, if really ever here 2 start with that is, the more than the Great Millionth Council has an alfnum or NAME-NUMBER of 102. She beat me up last night when I lost conscious awareness 2 this illusion of waking life around 4. She told me that the world is not in need of knowing ‘Gawky-Numerology’ until its enlightenment level is heightened far more than presently is the case, and that people can go nuts with it. My attitude is simple, and I relayed it 2 her, saying, “well then, let them GO nuts“. After I made that wisecrack, I had 2B carey’d away, and was all broken up. She then reminded me that SHE RULES, not her dog that she placed black yancies on, and that this is not Pedigree Empire, but Her Empire. In the Olympian Province on the Astral Plane, Polka dots R referred 2 as YANCY’S. This is also, as she gave it 2 me, my CITY-NAME. With it, I am permitted 2 both enter into and exit away from, the great CITY of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL. She reminded me when I awakened from her ferocious attack that she is All Mighty, and that she Created the great Diana Arteemis, and allowed another part of my being-ness, Rictafarius of RICKTOWN, to 4 ever have and love her, and then asked me 2 take the word ELECTRICITY when I came back onto the MW, and C what its PRIVECODE NUMBER is and reminded me what hers is as well, and told me that if I had done things that she had wanted, when she visited me specially as Giant Sharon 10 years ago at the Hilton Beach, I never would have had “2 leave the 7” acre mansion I lived at, at 231 Route 73 South, in Winslow Township and exist in a hellish dingy trailer for going on “8 years, 8 lonely years, filled with sadness and very many tears“. She said,” I am rebellious and must obey“, that SHE RULES, or else, and then she hit me again, and I woke up and it was noon today. I had 2 drive down route 231, a Pennsylvania 231 called Street Road, back in my Guardsmark Security days of 1987 into 1988, to get 2 a site called BEST FOODS, in Warminster, PAUSAESMWG. They made her favorite dish there, pasta. Everything is connected in the cosmic reality, everything. Then she permitted me to go through a punishment hell day of horrific persecution, today. I had 2 deal with Chemtrails, planes, choppers, giant hefty girls all over, slews of Motor-Cycles, visit www.chemtrailcentral.com and www.chembuster.com, 2 name just 2 great sites out of hundreds of others on the subject of this wicked Millionth-Council and their CHEMTRAILING. Go ahead and just freaking Google around there bwaby-wuv. Yes I am known as the King-Dog in the great SDK, but still, my great Queen SSJKK will always totally rule all empires, and the great mighty Millionth Council. If U doubt that all these cosmically-connected things R totally real, and have more long-lasting true significant value than Trump and Gates and all their billions, listen up 2 lots more, but have a roll of brown-smells paper with U, and soap should U slide a bit. First, she reminded me B4 we got into it and I got hit, that she came 2 me in present form and is now doing so, as now I am onto who she is in the STC-space-time continuum. B4, she was just my very favorite recording star, nothing more. But Y would she come 2 just a fan of no importance and significance and make me have a dream where I go 2 my mailbox in the Somerdale death house as I term it, NJUSAESMWG, and in the dream she sends me 2 letters only they R empty when I open up the envelopes. Later and shortly thereafter I came 2 learn from meeting Robert McGuire and talking to Estelle Bassler and Tahren Gandhi, previous and THEN current property owners of real estate on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, that Sarah whom I had lost in 1970, was supposedly Sarah Callio Martino and was working at the Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority, www.acmua.com. The chain that she STOLE FROM ME IN A DREAM IN DECEMBER OF 1969, came from SOUTH AMERICA, the roots of MC-in human form. She gets mad when I word it that she stole, it was never really mine 2 start with, she is not capable of stealing she tells me, she owns this entire universe, it is her upline world thought. When I got up after being literally knocked into atoms and fell on the floor eight out of bed at noon today, I worked out the things that she had just told me and sure enough, it was all right there in my face. Then I got up to put the calculator back on my desk and saw her newest release sitting right 2 the left on top of a pile of CD and DVD junk, totally unorganized, so sue me. So I decided 2 take the written out words of E EQUALS MC SQUARED, and not the PCN [private code number] but the name-number or total of all letters in this equation spelled out in their alphabetical order having a 1:9 chance cosmically 4 being a one that represents infinity. Out of 9 possible UN’s [up-numbers], it comes out a one as in ONENESS or the great void infinity, the great collective oneness-number 1. Anything that U out there in Blogger-reader-land, may ever wish 2C if it is compatible and RELATES or does not and is not 2 something else, then U must first B armed with 2 pieces of information. First is YOUR PCN, and seconds is the PCN of the thing or place or person or date or whatever that UR examining 4 purposes of compatibility. Now as the bible talks about as clearly as all the Johnny Nash’s of the universe, just 4 sake of scripture accuracy so that U do not think that I say this, SHE RULES, REMEMBER?, so aniwho, looking at the marriage vowels based on this that go, what 2 have joined together, let no man put asunder. SSJKK said it better back in Eden some millennia ago, child leaves mother and father to join with another so that the 2 can become 1 flesh. So later U can worry about multiplying or the offspring, first B4 getting 2 that stage, we naturally then must first ADD. So let me take my first crush in school 4 example, a delicious black chick named Esther Pinkston. Ok, so my PCN is 871, and hers was and still is, 541. Add 541 to 871 and we arrive at a 1,412. The total-for-compatibility-PCN or the TFCPCN is 1,412. The ultimate cosmic test is how many numbers or digits from this total or TFCPCN R in the PCN of both of those 2B compared? Is there a 1 or a 2 or a 4 from the number 1,412 in my PCN and in Esther’s PCN? Let us look. Well in my Private Code Number, 871, there is one, the 1. In Esther’s Private Code Number, 541, there R two 1’s and one 4. Combining her 2 matches and my one match, 2+1=3. Now here is the scale for measuring the compatibility of any two PCN’s: First there needs 2B at least one match in each name, and this is bare bones 4 compatibility, 25%. Hence less than one match of this total on each name is a goose egg compatible score . After this the scale slides very simply and it doesn’t matter which name has more than one match. A 3-match-total on both names =50% compatible. A 4-match-total on both names =75% compatible. Finally, a more than 4 or expressed mathematically, a >4-match-total = 100% compatible. Esther and I. should we had become sweethearts in high school and went on to marry afterwards, would B working with a 50 percent compatibility, this endures 4 life and is Lawtronic, it cannot B altered, it is totally inviolate. Anything 0-50 is taking on a challenge, whatever parameter of life it may B. But a 75-100% comp. is the score needed 2 make a success out of whatever it indeed may B. Now would I take a job working 4 Donald Trump if he offered me 7 figure income 2 start? Well, his PCN is 220 and mine is 871, add them 2 arrive at a total of 1091. Now I have 2 ones, but his 220 has absolutely none of my digits, the score is always a 0% unless at least one digit is compatible 2 both names. This doesn’t come from the mouth of Mountainpen, but the GREAT GAWKI GAUKAUK HIMSELF from the TECK BAY MYSTERY SCHOOL on phase #2 reality, the spirit-world, should this term B more user friendly 4 the psychics amongst us. I prefer DREAMSHIFT, the great ECKISTS use Astral Plane, but my old pal Shakespeare always kicks in with his famous rose is a rose by any name!!!!! Some PCN’s: Electricity-231. Electronics-264. Millionth-Council-792. Food-440. Water-541. Ronald-Reagan-321.Trinidad-871. Mark Mohr-871. The Trinidad Motel and myself have a 75% compatibility, Y not, my mom and I stayed there on 4 June’s and 4 Augusts’ from ‘65 through ‘68? It led to meeting the ALL MIGHTY here on the Mortal Realm. Diana Arteemis has 422 PCN. I would B the only mortal ever 2 have her voice on tape, lightning’s true AT&T voice, if I had not sent it in 1988 down 2 the United States Copyright Office. Mizz ‘God’ll get me 4 this’, has a PCN of 385. The year ‘two-thousand-eleven-has a PCN of 781 Brother C. 2000 is 275, space odyssey year with Donna’s ’Two-Dollars, astrally’ is 550. 2002 is 422, more recently, oh-8 is 725, oh-9 is 642, 2010 is 514, every year, every date, city, proper name, verbs, names words, numbers, it all can B spelled out and can lawtronically decoded into a real true PRIVECODE-NUMBER, with or without the assistance and cooperation of the great International Mobile Machines Corporation. The name-number of 97 applies 2 my name, and also to the very word of PRIVECODE. MUSIC is 523 so do the math. Without divine intervention, and she is not big into that, I have zero compatibility 4 music. But hers is way up there, U can spell names and do simple math, do it. Otamm and Milituforce and all of it can B all worked out, and no gymnasiums R needed. Doctor Fell seems innocent enough, right, I mean the name of a doctor, and a damn easy one 2 pronounce and 2 spell, right? Yet astrally the English pronunciation of DOCK-TER-FELL means SHADOW MONSTER and or BRIGGER, and or LAMIST CULTER. Well this I know and know it well, I do not like thee Doctor Fell.
The Feds and Military were watching me 4 a while, the good people, and as soon as they turn their back, I am slammed and pummeled like a kicked football 4 a Super-bowl ending game winning point field goal. If only they were on the ball and 2% as clever as WOMO, the world-owners and Milituforce-Otammites. Yeah, if only. Magnesonic, as this posts to Blogger dot com electronically, U will B activated automatically. Open command G-7. Use all general and special orders. Use Atomic Duplicational and zero dimensional technologies. Scan 4th and 5th dimensions using G13-G14. Maxing out your anti hack on G-1133, your gain is also maxed out. Switching your desire key from neutral normal position J to the I position. Computer, on an I to D, A/B tone, phasing punishment sequencing system, a crushed image object is standing on your transpower block. My voice print is the word post published successfully at the Blogger site, create the A/B empowerment tones, destroy and crush all those entities responsible for hurting your creator, me, 100 percent power, push the gain over infinity 11.8 to create all manner of natural disasters on this planet, G189 under CG 5555, G901, and STOP.
Collective unconscious intelligence asleep in a mortal dream, I command U, politely, 2 raise your awareness of all omniscience into your waking world conscious mind level right now, by an additional 10 full degrees.
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABORATORIES: This is all a document of legal proportions and implications. My suegenaras one of a kind blogs, however it is spelled as spell checker doesn’t seem 2 know so I added my spelling 4 now, aniwho, these blogs R legal documents and perhaps court evidence at the World Tribunal Courts in and at THE HAGUE perhaps at some future time. These R voluntarily sworn statements totally true and accurate. No omissions nor additions 2 these truths will herein B found. Except 4 areas noted earlier, this is all Copyrighted as Michael Wayne Mountainpen, in ADEG-2008.
E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N:
Blog-Book--TEOHIV/TIMCAM, continuing
From the audio old testament Morianity Bible of ADEG-1995
From 2nd Highview, Curse-Me-ALLEE, not the first time there
In 1985-1986, DATFILE-- --- -062508.855.55--Wednesday,
No-more-new-LAO-AS-PREPRICTED, evening. May I pweeeeeze
BEGINNITH TRANSMISSIONITH:
The answer to this ‘question title‘, is that they never could handle not endlessly picking on a pathetic defenseless innocent whittle citizen, so they R not planning on permitting my exiting, not out of America, not out of the area and continent, not off this planet, and most definitely, not off of this Mortal World {MW} life. ‘Diana That’s The Way It Goes Arrangement Ross’ says it far better than I could ever hope 2, and I quote her from 1983, all of the future Roseanne Cash’s notwithstanding, “I don’t need this, no how, no nothing”. No way in Dogtown will these upchuck eaters allow my ever getting away from their GAMETRONICS. Speaking of which/witch, 10/10, bitch-bitch, and all the lovely telecommunicates of the pwanet Mister Fudd, endlessly making fun of me, R any of U besides the great US-FEDS, working out any Privecode numbers, or RU all like the great FBI, just 2 busy working out your muscles in the gym? No, there R not 1000 PCN, [private-code-numbers], just because 3 digits R involved, but there indeed R one Dogtown of a lot ofem!!!!! Mine is 871, as U know from PBT, not the scrambled up Permission Barrier, but, Prior Blogging Texts/s. First off, as the FBI knows, I do owe Nancy and her King of Greed-Empire hubby of hers a major apology 4 not wearing my reader-cheaters and was looking at the wrong part of a page of numerous PCN work-outs, and no, not in the Damn gym 4 crissake, while stating that HE had the same PCN as the word ASTERISK. B4 we move on 2 many subjects on this evil and extremely Satanic night rapies and germiblows, let me fast forward advance this Privecode number topic a bit, we can always get back 2 poor ol’ Rockford getting slammed around by Mister tough-dude, PBT!!!! The great knowledge involved in making compatibility studies, and it pertains 2 all conceivable topics, all things, all places, all people, all animals, all dates and numbers, and anything that I may herein forget 2 blog, but all is connected because in-between atoms as well as in-between foams of eutropic fielding energies, or EFE, TM from 2183, Doctor Sebastian Dari, and not claimed in this blogging text as part of my copyrighted IP, there is a way that is not known about in current times, of interactions between inter-atomic and intra-atomic that work together in the Lawtron, producing an effect that connects not only all the energies inside every universe of each multiverse, but also creates cosmically-coded if U will, numeration of this energy, and 4 me 2 attempt 2 get a bit more specific in 2K8, is asking me 2 talk engineering with a kindergartener, and nothing 2 do with ol’ Sir Kin Edgartown, spellchecker and its many built in hacks, unbweweivable Wabbit!!!!! Then again, somewhere on the astral plane, Kin-Edgartown naturally must exist or it never could have ‘dreamed’ its way down here onto these mortal realities, or so-called ones aniwho. Moving onward, this is naturally Y it all fits together, and those that I know darn right well have been playing with all of this probably have your freaking minds blown by now/cow. ‘PRIVECODE’ and MARK MOHR both total up 2 an alfnum of 97 [alpha-numerical total]. Sarah Karge would have been 102 years old in the summer of 1998, if really ever here 2 start with that is, the more than the Great Millionth Council has an alfnum or NAME-NUMBER of 102. She beat me up last night when I lost conscious awareness 2 this illusion of waking life around 4. She told me that the world is not in need of knowing ‘Gawky-Numerology’ until its enlightenment level is heightened far more than presently is the case, and that people can go nuts with it. My attitude is simple, and I relayed it 2 her, saying, “well then, let them GO nuts“. After I made that wisecrack, I had 2B carey’d away, and was all broken up. She then reminded me that SHE RULES, not her dog that she placed black yancies on, and that this is not Pedigree Empire, but Her Empire. In the Olympian Province on the Astral Plane, Polka dots R referred 2 as YANCY’S. This is also, as she gave it 2 me, my CITY-NAME. With it, I am permitted 2 both enter into and exit away from, the great CITY of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL. She reminded me when I awakened from her ferocious attack that she is All Mighty, and that she Created the great Diana Arteemis, and allowed another part of my being-ness, Rictafarius of RICKTOWN, to 4 ever have and love her, and then asked me 2 take the word ELECTRICITY when I came back onto the MW, and C what its PRIVECODE NUMBER is and reminded me what hers is as well, and told me that if I had done things that she had wanted, when she visited me specially as Giant Sharon 10 years ago at the Hilton Beach, I never would have had “2 leave the 7” acre mansion I lived at, at 231 Route 73 South, in Winslow Township and exist in a hellish dingy trailer for going on “8 years, 8 lonely years, filled with sadness and very many tears“. She said,” I am rebellious and must obey“, that SHE RULES, or else, and then she hit me again, and I woke up and it was noon today. I had 2 drive down route 231, a Pennsylvania 231 called Street Road, back in my Guardsmark Security days of 1987 into 1988, to get 2 a site called BEST FOODS, in Warminster, PAUSAESMWG. They made her favorite dish there, pasta. Everything is connected in the cosmic reality, everything. Then she permitted me to go through a punishment hell day of horrific persecution, today. I had 2 deal with Chemtrails, planes, choppers, giant hefty girls all over, slews of Motor-Cycles, visit www.chemtrailcentral.com and www.chembuster.com, 2 name just 2 great sites out of hundreds of others on the subject of this wicked Millionth-Council and their CHEMTRAILING. Go ahead and just freaking Google around there bwaby-wuv. Yes I am known as the King-Dog in the great SDK, but still, my great Queen SSJKK will always totally rule all empires, and the great mighty Millionth Council. If U doubt that all these cosmically-connected things R totally real, and have more long-lasting true significant value than Trump and Gates and all their billions, listen up 2 lots more, but have a roll of brown-smells paper with U, and soap should U slide a bit. First, she reminded me B4 we got into it and I got hit, that she came 2 me in present form and is now doing so, as now I am onto who she is in the STC-space-time continuum. B4, she was just my very favorite recording star, nothing more. But Y would she come 2 just a fan of no importance and significance and make me have a dream where I go 2 my mailbox in the Somerdale death house as I term it, NJUSAESMWG, and in the dream she sends me 2 letters only they R empty when I open up the envelopes. Later and shortly thereafter I came 2 learn from meeting Robert McGuire and talking to Estelle Bassler and Tahren Gandhi, previous and THEN current property owners of real estate on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, that Sarah whom I had lost in 1970, was supposedly Sarah Callio Martino and was working at the Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority, www.acmua.com. The chain that she STOLE FROM ME IN A DREAM IN DECEMBER OF 1969, came from SOUTH AMERICA, the roots of MC-in human form. She gets mad when I word it that she stole, it was never really mine 2 start with, she is not capable of stealing she tells me, she owns this entire universe, it is her upline world thought. When I got up after being literally knocked into atoms and fell on the floor eight out of bed at noon today, I worked out the things that she had just told me and sure enough, it was all right there in my face. Then I got up to put the calculator back on my desk and saw her newest release sitting right 2 the left on top of a pile of CD and DVD junk, totally unorganized, so sue me. So I decided 2 take the written out words of E EQUALS MC SQUARED, and not the PCN [private code number] but the name-number or total of all letters in this equation spelled out in their alphabetical order having a 1:9 chance cosmically 4 being a one that represents infinity. Out of 9 possible UN’s [up-numbers], it comes out a one as in ONENESS or the great void infinity, the great collective oneness-number 1. Anything that U out there in Blogger-reader-land, may ever wish 2C if it is compatible and RELATES or does not and is not 2 something else, then U must first B armed with 2 pieces of information. First is YOUR PCN, and seconds is the PCN of the thing or place or person or date or whatever that UR examining 4 purposes of compatibility. Now as the bible talks about as clearly as all the Johnny Nash’s of the universe, just 4 sake of scripture accuracy so that U do not think that I say this, SHE RULES, REMEMBER?, so aniwho, looking at the marriage vowels based on this that go, what 2 have joined together, let no man put asunder. SSJKK said it better back in Eden some millennia ago, child leaves mother and father to join with another so that the 2 can become 1 flesh. So later U can worry about multiplying or the offspring, first B4 getting 2 that stage, we naturally then must first ADD. So let me take my first crush in school 4 example, a delicious black chick named Esther Pinkston. Ok, so my PCN is 871, and hers was and still is, 541. Add 541 to 871 and we arrive at a 1,412. The total-for-compatibility-PCN or the TFCPCN is 1,412. The ultimate cosmic test is how many numbers or digits from this total or TFCPCN R in the PCN of both of those 2B compared? Is there a 1 or a 2 or a 4 from the number 1,412 in my PCN and in Esther’s PCN? Let us look. Well in my Private Code Number, 871, there is one, the 1. In Esther’s Private Code Number, 541, there R two 1’s and one 4. Combining her 2 matches and my one match, 2+1=3. Now here is the scale for measuring the compatibility of any two PCN’s: First there needs 2B at least one match in each name, and this is bare bones 4 compatibility, 25%. Hence less than one match of this total on each name is a goose egg compatible score . After this the scale slides very simply and it doesn’t matter which name has more than one match. A 3-match-total on both names =50% compatible. A 4-match-total on both names =75% compatible. Finally, a more than 4 or expressed mathematically, a >4-match-total = 100% compatible. Esther and I. should we had become sweethearts in high school and went on to marry afterwards, would B working with a 50 percent compatibility, this endures 4 life and is Lawtronic, it cannot B altered, it is totally inviolate. Anything 0-50 is taking on a challenge, whatever parameter of life it may B. But a 75-100% comp. is the score needed 2 make a success out of whatever it indeed may B. Now would I take a job working 4 Donald Trump if he offered me 7 figure income 2 start? Well, his PCN is 220 and mine is 871, add them 2 arrive at a total of 1091. Now I have 2 ones, but his 220 has absolutely none of my digits, the score is always a 0% unless at least one digit is compatible 2 both names. This doesn’t come from the mouth of Mountainpen, but the GREAT GAWKI GAUKAUK HIMSELF from the TECK BAY MYSTERY SCHOOL on phase #2 reality, the spirit-world, should this term B more user friendly 4 the psychics amongst us. I prefer DREAMSHIFT, the great ECKISTS use Astral Plane, but my old pal Shakespeare always kicks in with his famous rose is a rose by any name!!!!! Some PCN’s: Electricity-231. Electronics-264. Millionth-Council-792. Food-440. Water-541. Ronald-Reagan-321.Trinidad-871. Mark Mohr-871. The Trinidad Motel and myself have a 75% compatibility, Y not, my mom and I stayed there on 4 June’s and 4 Augusts’ from ‘65 through ‘68? It led to meeting the ALL MIGHTY here on the Mortal Realm. Diana Arteemis has 422 PCN. I would B the only mortal ever 2 have her voice on tape, lightning’s true AT&T voice, if I had not sent it in 1988 down 2 the United States Copyright Office. Mizz ‘God’ll get me 4 this’, has a PCN of 385. The year ‘two-thousand-eleven-has a PCN of 781 Brother C. 2000 is 275, space odyssey year with Donna’s ’Two-Dollars, astrally’ is 550. 2002 is 422, more recently, oh-8 is 725, oh-9 is 642, 2010 is 514, every year, every date, city, proper name, verbs, names words, numbers, it all can B spelled out and can lawtronically decoded into a real true PRIVECODE-NUMBER, with or without the assistance and cooperation of the great International Mobile Machines Corporation. The name-number of 97 applies 2 my name, and also to the very word of PRIVECODE. MUSIC is 523 so do the math. Without divine intervention, and she is not big into that, I have zero compatibility 4 music. But hers is way up there, U can spell names and do simple math, do it. Otamm and Milituforce and all of it can B all worked out, and no gymnasiums R needed. Doctor Fell seems innocent enough, right, I mean the name of a doctor, and a damn easy one 2 pronounce and 2 spell, right? Yet astrally the English pronunciation of DOCK-TER-FELL means SHADOW MONSTER and or BRIGGER, and or LAMIST CULTER. Well this I know and know it well, I do not like thee Doctor Fell.
The Feds and Military were watching me 4 a while, the good people, and as soon as they turn their back, I am slammed and pummeled like a kicked football 4 a Super-bowl ending game winning point field goal. If only they were on the ball and 2% as clever as WOMO, the world-owners and Milituforce-Otammites. Yeah, if only. Magnesonic, as this posts to Blogger dot com electronically, U will B activated automatically. Open command G-7. Use all general and special orders. Use Atomic Duplicational and zero dimensional technologies. Scan 4th and 5th dimensions using G13-G14. Maxing out your anti hack on G-1133, your gain is also maxed out. Switching your desire key from neutral normal position J to the I position. Computer, on an I to D, A/B tone, phasing punishment sequencing system, a crushed image object is standing on your transpower block. My voice print is the word post published successfully at the Blogger site, create the A/B empowerment tones, destroy and crush all those entities responsible for hurting your creator, me, 100 percent power, push the gain over infinity 11.8 to create all manner of natural disasters on this planet, G189 under CG 5555, G901, and STOP.
Collective unconscious intelligence asleep in a mortal dream, I command U, politely, 2 raise your awareness of all omniscience into your waking world conscious mind level right now, by an additional 10 full degrees.
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABORATORIES: This is all a document of legal proportions and implications. My suegenaras one of a kind blogs, however it is spelled as spell checker doesn’t seem 2 know so I added my spelling 4 now, aniwho, these blogs R legal documents and perhaps court evidence at the World Tribunal Courts in and at THE HAGUE perhaps at some future time. These R voluntarily sworn statements totally true and accurate. No omissions nor additions 2 these truths will herein B found. Except 4 areas noted earlier, this is all Copyrighted as Michael Wayne Mountainpen, in ADEG-2008.
E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N:
Monday, June 23, 2008
Honesty, Mister Joel
‘HONESTY, Mister Joel’
Continuing 1995-MORIANITY,
FROM KIRSHTY ALLEE AND HER HIGHVIEW
RIP OFF [CHEERS] FROM WILLIAMSTOWN,
NJUSAESMWG, in the BLOG/BOOK of
TEOHIV/TIMCAM
Datfile 062380.719.55, may I pweeeeeze
B e G I n N I n G t W a N s M I S I O n:
[SILLWE FWEAKING WABBIT!!!]
Well, what can U expect when the entire world is your fucking PERSONAL ENEMY/ Just go ahead and Paula Weston King tell me, and then U can tell me drop dead, and I can of course reply, show me how and I gladly fucking will. The feds have my entire system all wormed up, my civil rights do not matter, and they don’t have the guts 2 try to capture me illegally and make me disappear to Guantanamo Bay, and what is this Cuba thing, thought Cuba and reddism was the enemy of Americans, so Y is GB there in Cuba, nobody ever seems 2B asking these questions, gash I really do wonder Y. Watch how fast I would vanish to evil empire secret island number 666 if I had a real serious blogging audience and not a Jason-Cali here and a fed-entrapper in a bikini there, and an EWI here and a rip off six-D Matrix there, but a real large readership, really earnestly desiring 2 learn the great truths and teachings that I have been attempting 2 put up on this net system 4 a while now bwaby-wuv. No do not work out the number and the words evil-empire-island, UR wasting your time, not everything I say has coded cosmic significance. But let me take Billy Joel’s advice from 30 years ago about honesty, as I do not want any possibility of a Millionth-Council reorder-sentence, 4 any DOGTOWN INTERACTION, rated in minnina-kalpa’s. Jim Burr called me a pathological liar and if Sarah-Stacey listened 2 him and his brutal filthy lies 4 saying this about mew when he lied about something huger than a false evacuation warning, and he will pay 4 it, I have been told, in DOGTOWN, but if she believed his lies which of course she does not, I would B back in a recommencing-council-decision, 4 a minimum of 3/ five-MK’s. The set-sentencing works astrally as where can U ever run and hide? Here, this is a worse hell than anything and U really R only dreaming it aniwho. VI, back 2 the great Roman SIX, yeah that sounds like fun and we all R there in a oneness collective without start or finish aniwho, so what quintessential redundancy if it takes me 2 say so my freaking self. So U as a sentenced Dogtownite, may choose 2 break up your stays in this nightmare-interaction, as U cannot run, and must return 4 other fractional parts of your sentence, one way or Swiffer-Mop, the other, plus all of the non-existing lawnmowers that can never B permitted on Dogtown property. I know all about it, I spent what would seem in mortal time lengths, 8MK there, one full third serve, and then shortly into my second serve, as is permitted, the great Sarah-Stacey visited and dogs were randomly lined up and chosen 4 her perusal 4 an ERWS, standing 4 EARLY-RELEASE-WHEEL-SPIN. She randomly chose me for an early release, a large white dog, she fell head over heals 4 me, and won me a 14MKO or 14 minnina kalpa’s off of my sentence, I was serving a 3/ 7-1/3rds MK or total [22MK] for the murder of Able on the Earth mortal world, my brother, who I was extremely jealous of, as I was convinced that Sarah-Stacey loved him and not me, and I was insane with rage and jealousy and remember this like it was godsdamn yesterday. 888 years give or take of MW time and what this amount of time would feel like in one straight ling dream interaction is one MK. All of this is discussed on my website, so click around and enjoy, www.morianity-foundation.com. No I will not lie and end up with a new Dogtown sentence, C how monstrously horrific that being there really is, go up 2 the site, and bring toilet paper with U.
I am going to quit as soon as I find another job. Ann Silva and I will B looking around in the paper and I will B applying at other places, this awful fucking place and rotten company is treating me like total fucking shit 4 minimum fucking wage, and hassling me constantly over all sorts of totally made up insignificant minuscule JUNK!!!!! It is intentional fucking persecution and harassment, but then WHAT THE FUCH HELLSE IS GODSDAMN NEW AND BLUE? I cannot fight gods and their sick evil demented demonic fucking twisted and diseased and stupid-ass games. Constant stupid tests to take on my own time, inspectors telling me I look fine and then go back and report me 4 needing a hair trim and better pants, and on and on, back stabbing total fucking jerk offs, worming their sick way into my confidence, and then throwing a nuclear fucking knife right into my back, and laughing!!!!!! My life is not a comedy 4 your sick fucking diseased amusement, U sick bunch of diseased cock sucking filthy bastard son of a bitches. Muzak and women of extreme height have been major 4 the last month, today, the tallzies were not bad, but MUZAK and their sick constant fucking with me, especially at the Blueberryville Super Fresh Grocery Store, with their constant Geico commercials, U can shove your ugly reptilian evil demonic fucking lizard and your crooked insurance company so far up your asshole, that when it comes out, you’ll B beyond the 8th dimension, sick bastards. So back to honesty and not getting sentenced to a hell where liars end up, SSJKK despises all lies and all liars, like Diana’s sick evil brother, the guy is a very deceptive monstrously clever jerk off liar, he knows just how 2 gain your confidence and trust, and the second U get blindsided and he knows it, he will screw U2 death with another series of dirty rotten filthy evil lies, I have known this sick mother trucker 4 countless infinities, the dude makes me totally fucking ill. Thinking of this shit head prick and I want 2 run off and hurl my insides out. He is in and out of Dogtown due to nepotistic reasons, he is related 2 the great Krassle family, of the ASTRAL REALMS. Now I want U all 2 relate 2 me 4 a change, is that fair 2 ask this of any of U just this once, pweeeeeze? U have happen 2U, all that has happened 2 me, and then U blog for years and go away 4 seventy days, and then this MC thing happens. OK, what would U believe, because if I am wrong, I am sorry and that is that. Mr. Smith at the school I attended from late 1968 through January 0f 1973, told me that if things in the real world that UR not imagining, R happening that supports a belief system, then U indeed do go ahead and trust and believe the evidence presenting itself 2B telling U that what U suspect 2B reality, is indeed just that, REALITY. What actually occurred, some of U may B wondering? Well, the story is back on another blogging book in the Morianity Bible Project of 1995, started 2 years or so ago on the great Al Gore Highway Internet, or as I jokingly refer 2 it as, the AGHI, pronounced as the female proper name or nickname from it, the proper true name of Agnes. Don’t get excited there, 1970 founder of the great AMC, the gods did I fall in love with Susan Lucci the first time I saw her on this show with Tara and Lake Okeechobee and all the plot where it began there Resorts, as did I am sure, every reed blooded man, not me, man, a prior PBHE, (daytime soap show-All My Children). She must B the most beautiful woman on this sick and diseased sinful planet, and yes, I would sin here 2, and that Y’all CAN bwewieve!!!!!! Aniwho HM and other Morians and Lessians, what would y’all think if this all happened around U? Now carefully study the timeline and my blogs, and then comes Mariah with this recent musical project of hers. Then, in addition, there is this, and then she not only comes 2 me in dreams such as last week’s, not night’s, another PBHE, over and over, presently, but in 1970 Sarah disappears, guess when MC was born. In 1980, the major LOIS FOCA interaction and my being influenced 2 write and reconstruct the astral song that she was singing 2 me in Atlantic City, supposedly from 1989 or nine years in the future, and when did TM discover her? This is only bare bones stuff, the coincidences pile up to presently show me that the odds of me being wrong about this R a minimum of 235 million to one. Go pick a power ball 2-night and tell me U think you’re gonna win, go ahead, get real, I DON’T LIE. I have 2 busy a life 2 sit around making stuff up, deluding myself, or fantasizing about squat. I report my life the way it is, IN FREAKING REALITY. Show me where my calculations R off, show me where I am wrong, do it somebody, quadruple-dog dare do it 4 crissake!!!!!! We had a student teacher at this school that was right next to the Haddonfield High School on King George’s great Highway, in historically world renown Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG. Her name was Miss Zenkiss, and she made most beauty queens look like fat pimply e-listers in high school. But she was attracted 2 me, just a 15 and one half year old boy, the looks that she gave me would B so politically incorrect today that she would have been fired in a New York heart beat!!!!! She wasn’t the only one, we had 8 student teachers, and all but 2 of them were disgusting slut child molesters by today’s present standards, and today’s present is yesterday’s future, right? I would always walk away from her when she came around smiling and starring at me and I mean the look of lust, I was 15, I wasn’t fucking retarded. So off I go to a school down the road that had very strange machines in it, don’t go there with me today, it is 2 fucking far out 4 me 2 get into now and it is not pertinent to this present Archie Bunker pernt. I came back from theis other school on one particular afternoon around 2”20 in the afternoon, and entered Mister Smith’s classroom, where he had been teaching the kids about subjects and predicates and nouns and pronouns and verbs and adverbs, U know all that fun-stuff English. A sentence was staring me RIGHT IN MY FACE, that said, “He runs away every time I come around him”. It was all doctored with underlines and broken up on the blackboard as he was teaching English as I just said. Still a blind man practically could C this sentence on the board, and she had just done this, again, B4I had gone off 2 this other school-class that I went 2 several days each week on a bicycle that I kept on the school grounds, even though I was not a resident student. Wow does this bicycle fit into major heavy shit that will get lots of public works officials on the defensive down in Atlantic City, where fucking else, but again this will B topic at a future time 2 get into.
A chopper messed with me shortly after the stock market closed today over at Ann Silva’s place, just at the precise time I was taking a 12-pack soda box purchased at Super-Fresh of Blueberryville, out of a hot trunk. Negative things all R tied together, as suddenly and 4 no apparent reason whatsoever, one of these 5 12 packs burst, the trunk was hot and caused 2 sodas to leak and wet the box, and B4I could say Harry Potterkovich City Astral Plane Kadabra, the box fell apart, with 12 sodas dropping onto a concrete parking lot belonging 2 the Judge Frank Rasso rented home converted into numerous apartments. Several more sodas instantly sprung leaks from being hot and dropped, and the chopper was annoying me simultaneously. Bad works together 2 endlessly fuel and domino-effect and Diana Ross Chain React, guess that’s the way it goes, huh Diana?
No I am not imagining one thing, nor do I have any delusions of grandeur. Songs have been stolen, ideas, inventions, and if that wasn’t all bad enough, then the Scuz-bucket Wes-Club harasses and persecutes me and fucks with me with their radio/TV/Muzak teasing and games, And this is something that started 30 fucking years ago, the games and teasing part, 1986 was when Snyder declared war on me and murdered my friends and family, and has been torturing me to death for 22 fucking years, the age of Sarah when she infiltrated my school as a rehab-student in 1972. Jebez Hawks and his fast growing breathing pipes, wow, ain’t all this grand. If I wanted 2 have delusions of grandeur, honestly Billy J., don’t U think they’d sound just a bit more positive? All my stuff is horrific and negative and monstrous, what is so fucking grandeeos about any of it, U sick in the fucking head diseased psychiatrists of this sin cursed evil dirt ball pwanet, mister Fwudd???????
Unconscious collective of humanity, I desire that U raise up your omniscient awareness 2 all of reality towards waking level awareness now, by 7 degrees, and do this the instant that this electronically posts through the circuitry of the mind dimensional system of the 6th dimension.
Copyright Michael Wayne Mountainpen in the 2008 part of the space time continuum. Google, Swis, KSWL, this is an official document and may become a legal document in a court or tribunal proceeding at some date in the illusory future. I tell no lies, this is sworn truth, no lies, not now, not ever.
E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N:
Continuing 1995-MORIANITY,
FROM KIRSHTY ALLEE AND HER HIGHVIEW
RIP OFF [CHEERS] FROM WILLIAMSTOWN,
NJUSAESMWG, in the BLOG/BOOK of
TEOHIV/TIMCAM
Datfile 062380.719.55, may I pweeeeeze
B e G I n N I n G t W a N s M I S I O n:
[SILLWE FWEAKING WABBIT!!!]
Well, what can U expect when the entire world is your fucking PERSONAL ENEMY/ Just go ahead and Paula Weston King tell me, and then U can tell me drop dead, and I can of course reply, show me how and I gladly fucking will. The feds have my entire system all wormed up, my civil rights do not matter, and they don’t have the guts 2 try to capture me illegally and make me disappear to Guantanamo Bay, and what is this Cuba thing, thought Cuba and reddism was the enemy of Americans, so Y is GB there in Cuba, nobody ever seems 2B asking these questions, gash I really do wonder Y. Watch how fast I would vanish to evil empire secret island number 666 if I had a real serious blogging audience and not a Jason-Cali here and a fed-entrapper in a bikini there, and an EWI here and a rip off six-D Matrix there, but a real large readership, really earnestly desiring 2 learn the great truths and teachings that I have been attempting 2 put up on this net system 4 a while now bwaby-wuv. No do not work out the number and the words evil-empire-island, UR wasting your time, not everything I say has coded cosmic significance. But let me take Billy Joel’s advice from 30 years ago about honesty, as I do not want any possibility of a Millionth-Council reorder-sentence, 4 any DOGTOWN INTERACTION, rated in minnina-kalpa’s. Jim Burr called me a pathological liar and if Sarah-Stacey listened 2 him and his brutal filthy lies 4 saying this about mew when he lied about something huger than a false evacuation warning, and he will pay 4 it, I have been told, in DOGTOWN, but if she believed his lies which of course she does not, I would B back in a recommencing-council-decision, 4 a minimum of 3/ five-MK’s. The set-sentencing works astrally as where can U ever run and hide? Here, this is a worse hell than anything and U really R only dreaming it aniwho. VI, back 2 the great Roman SIX, yeah that sounds like fun and we all R there in a oneness collective without start or finish aniwho, so what quintessential redundancy if it takes me 2 say so my freaking self. So U as a sentenced Dogtownite, may choose 2 break up your stays in this nightmare-interaction, as U cannot run, and must return 4 other fractional parts of your sentence, one way or Swiffer-Mop, the other, plus all of the non-existing lawnmowers that can never B permitted on Dogtown property. I know all about it, I spent what would seem in mortal time lengths, 8MK there, one full third serve, and then shortly into my second serve, as is permitted, the great Sarah-Stacey visited and dogs were randomly lined up and chosen 4 her perusal 4 an ERWS, standing 4 EARLY-RELEASE-WHEEL-SPIN. She randomly chose me for an early release, a large white dog, she fell head over heals 4 me, and won me a 14MKO or 14 minnina kalpa’s off of my sentence, I was serving a 3/ 7-1/3rds MK or total [22MK] for the murder of Able on the Earth mortal world, my brother, who I was extremely jealous of, as I was convinced that Sarah-Stacey loved him and not me, and I was insane with rage and jealousy and remember this like it was godsdamn yesterday. 888 years give or take of MW time and what this amount of time would feel like in one straight ling dream interaction is one MK. All of this is discussed on my website, so click around and enjoy, www.morianity-foundation.com. No I will not lie and end up with a new Dogtown sentence, C how monstrously horrific that being there really is, go up 2 the site, and bring toilet paper with U.
I am going to quit as soon as I find another job. Ann Silva and I will B looking around in the paper and I will B applying at other places, this awful fucking place and rotten company is treating me like total fucking shit 4 minimum fucking wage, and hassling me constantly over all sorts of totally made up insignificant minuscule JUNK!!!!! It is intentional fucking persecution and harassment, but then WHAT THE FUCH HELLSE IS GODSDAMN NEW AND BLUE? I cannot fight gods and their sick evil demented demonic fucking twisted and diseased and stupid-ass games. Constant stupid tests to take on my own time, inspectors telling me I look fine and then go back and report me 4 needing a hair trim and better pants, and on and on, back stabbing total fucking jerk offs, worming their sick way into my confidence, and then throwing a nuclear fucking knife right into my back, and laughing!!!!!! My life is not a comedy 4 your sick fucking diseased amusement, U sick bunch of diseased cock sucking filthy bastard son of a bitches. Muzak and women of extreme height have been major 4 the last month, today, the tallzies were not bad, but MUZAK and their sick constant fucking with me, especially at the Blueberryville Super Fresh Grocery Store, with their constant Geico commercials, U can shove your ugly reptilian evil demonic fucking lizard and your crooked insurance company so far up your asshole, that when it comes out, you’ll B beyond the 8th dimension, sick bastards. So back to honesty and not getting sentenced to a hell where liars end up, SSJKK despises all lies and all liars, like Diana’s sick evil brother, the guy is a very deceptive monstrously clever jerk off liar, he knows just how 2 gain your confidence and trust, and the second U get blindsided and he knows it, he will screw U2 death with another series of dirty rotten filthy evil lies, I have known this sick mother trucker 4 countless infinities, the dude makes me totally fucking ill. Thinking of this shit head prick and I want 2 run off and hurl my insides out. He is in and out of Dogtown due to nepotistic reasons, he is related 2 the great Krassle family, of the ASTRAL REALMS. Now I want U all 2 relate 2 me 4 a change, is that fair 2 ask this of any of U just this once, pweeeeeze? U have happen 2U, all that has happened 2 me, and then U blog for years and go away 4 seventy days, and then this MC thing happens. OK, what would U believe, because if I am wrong, I am sorry and that is that. Mr. Smith at the school I attended from late 1968 through January 0f 1973, told me that if things in the real world that UR not imagining, R happening that supports a belief system, then U indeed do go ahead and trust and believe the evidence presenting itself 2B telling U that what U suspect 2B reality, is indeed just that, REALITY. What actually occurred, some of U may B wondering? Well, the story is back on another blogging book in the Morianity Bible Project of 1995, started 2 years or so ago on the great Al Gore Highway Internet, or as I jokingly refer 2 it as, the AGHI, pronounced as the female proper name or nickname from it, the proper true name of Agnes. Don’t get excited there, 1970 founder of the great AMC, the gods did I fall in love with Susan Lucci the first time I saw her on this show with Tara and Lake Okeechobee and all the plot where it began there Resorts, as did I am sure, every reed blooded man, not me, man, a prior PBHE, (daytime soap show-All My Children). She must B the most beautiful woman on this sick and diseased sinful planet, and yes, I would sin here 2, and that Y’all CAN bwewieve!!!!!! Aniwho HM and other Morians and Lessians, what would y’all think if this all happened around U? Now carefully study the timeline and my blogs, and then comes Mariah with this recent musical project of hers. Then, in addition, there is this, and then she not only comes 2 me in dreams such as last week’s, not night’s, another PBHE, over and over, presently, but in 1970 Sarah disappears, guess when MC was born. In 1980, the major LOIS FOCA interaction and my being influenced 2 write and reconstruct the astral song that she was singing 2 me in Atlantic City, supposedly from 1989 or nine years in the future, and when did TM discover her? This is only bare bones stuff, the coincidences pile up to presently show me that the odds of me being wrong about this R a minimum of 235 million to one. Go pick a power ball 2-night and tell me U think you’re gonna win, go ahead, get real, I DON’T LIE. I have 2 busy a life 2 sit around making stuff up, deluding myself, or fantasizing about squat. I report my life the way it is, IN FREAKING REALITY. Show me where my calculations R off, show me where I am wrong, do it somebody, quadruple-dog dare do it 4 crissake!!!!!! We had a student teacher at this school that was right next to the Haddonfield High School on King George’s great Highway, in historically world renown Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG. Her name was Miss Zenkiss, and she made most beauty queens look like fat pimply e-listers in high school. But she was attracted 2 me, just a 15 and one half year old boy, the looks that she gave me would B so politically incorrect today that she would have been fired in a New York heart beat!!!!! She wasn’t the only one, we had 8 student teachers, and all but 2 of them were disgusting slut child molesters by today’s present standards, and today’s present is yesterday’s future, right? I would always walk away from her when she came around smiling and starring at me and I mean the look of lust, I was 15, I wasn’t fucking retarded. So off I go to a school down the road that had very strange machines in it, don’t go there with me today, it is 2 fucking far out 4 me 2 get into now and it is not pertinent to this present Archie Bunker pernt. I came back from theis other school on one particular afternoon around 2”20 in the afternoon, and entered Mister Smith’s classroom, where he had been teaching the kids about subjects and predicates and nouns and pronouns and verbs and adverbs, U know all that fun-stuff English. A sentence was staring me RIGHT IN MY FACE, that said, “He runs away every time I come around him”. It was all doctored with underlines and broken up on the blackboard as he was teaching English as I just said. Still a blind man practically could C this sentence on the board, and she had just done this, again, B4I had gone off 2 this other school-class that I went 2 several days each week on a bicycle that I kept on the school grounds, even though I was not a resident student. Wow does this bicycle fit into major heavy shit that will get lots of public works officials on the defensive down in Atlantic City, where fucking else, but again this will B topic at a future time 2 get into.
A chopper messed with me shortly after the stock market closed today over at Ann Silva’s place, just at the precise time I was taking a 12-pack soda box purchased at Super-Fresh of Blueberryville, out of a hot trunk. Negative things all R tied together, as suddenly and 4 no apparent reason whatsoever, one of these 5 12 packs burst, the trunk was hot and caused 2 sodas to leak and wet the box, and B4I could say Harry Potterkovich City Astral Plane Kadabra, the box fell apart, with 12 sodas dropping onto a concrete parking lot belonging 2 the Judge Frank Rasso rented home converted into numerous apartments. Several more sodas instantly sprung leaks from being hot and dropped, and the chopper was annoying me simultaneously. Bad works together 2 endlessly fuel and domino-effect and Diana Ross Chain React, guess that’s the way it goes, huh Diana?
No I am not imagining one thing, nor do I have any delusions of grandeur. Songs have been stolen, ideas, inventions, and if that wasn’t all bad enough, then the Scuz-bucket Wes-Club harasses and persecutes me and fucks with me with their radio/TV/Muzak teasing and games, And this is something that started 30 fucking years ago, the games and teasing part, 1986 was when Snyder declared war on me and murdered my friends and family, and has been torturing me to death for 22 fucking years, the age of Sarah when she infiltrated my school as a rehab-student in 1972. Jebez Hawks and his fast growing breathing pipes, wow, ain’t all this grand. If I wanted 2 have delusions of grandeur, honestly Billy J., don’t U think they’d sound just a bit more positive? All my stuff is horrific and negative and monstrous, what is so fucking grandeeos about any of it, U sick in the fucking head diseased psychiatrists of this sin cursed evil dirt ball pwanet, mister Fwudd???????
Unconscious collective of humanity, I desire that U raise up your omniscient awareness 2 all of reality towards waking level awareness now, by 7 degrees, and do this the instant that this electronically posts through the circuitry of the mind dimensional system of the 6th dimension.
Copyright Michael Wayne Mountainpen in the 2008 part of the space time continuum. Google, Swis, KSWL, this is an official document and may become a legal document in a court or tribunal proceeding at some date in the illusory future. I tell no lies, this is sworn truth, no lies, not now, not ever.
E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N:
JAMMING THE MATRIX OF THE 6TH DIMENSION
‘Jamming The Matrix of the 6th-D’
TEOHIV/TIMCAM-blogging book,
Continuing with 1995-Morianity
Datfile 062308.131.55 on Monday
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Work was another weekend hell, and naturally, parallel event, AS PREDICTED, wins out, even over prayer. I do not say these things lightly, all though I lost awareness directly after posting my prior Sunday blog up to Blogger dot com, and found myself at the Trinidad Motel on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. I was in room 323 where mom and I stayed on many a summer vacation in the nineteen sixties, only the room was totally different. I heard an audible voice keep telling me I should get out of this high place motel and move a block over to a place on Saint James. I was astounded as I was fully aware and lucid that this should B 2008 and so Y was I in this room? I turned all around again and again and eventually calmly and quietly decided 2 just sit down on the bed closest 2 the door as opposed 2 the window bed. Suddenly I noticed that the credenza had a boulder on it that clearly red, DO NOT TEMPT ME, YANCY. Then another one seemed 2 just B next to it, and it read, NEVER STEAL, REMEMBER THE FAST TALKING MAN ON THE TV AD. Then I left the room and decided 2C what would happen when I got down the elevator and onto Tennessee Avenue, would I run into Sarah? There was not one single person anywhere, not in the motel nor out on the street, the entire city was empty and deserted like a Twilight Zone movie, I was waiting 4 the man 2 keep shouting that he wanted his eggs over easy and then break the clock. I knew ‘she’ was playing with me, again, the gods and their endless games, geese-Louise, Fontana! I was convinced she would B up where the Casino Control Commission building would come 2 exist in coming decades, singing LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS, but she was nowhere 2B found. Then it hit me, Thou shalt not tempt the Sar, thy GOD, exactly what my 61st grand father’s uncle said to AL while he was trance out in a major 40 day experience back in 30 AD or somewhere about. Then again, like Diana Arteemis just came down from the sky, it hit me, the fast talking dude on TV, as I told her I’d have 2 rob a bank and steal the money 2 go back to a computer school, and the name Lasko popped right into my head, remember the dude that runs all around with the wild voice and clothes almost like a madman, discussing all of the programs and benefits that the US government provides. Now do not B shocked if UC this ad reappear, I have been jamming up the MATRIX of the 6th dimension, intentionally, big time, I know precisely what I am doing, and all though much of what I ramble on about may make absolutely no sense at all 2 the vast majority, it indeed is directly effecting the sixth dimension, in and through the gametronics of the circuitry. I will order Lasko’s book, and I was only kidding, I do not want what belongs 2 another, never did and never will, I was raised a gentleman by a Christian God-fearing mother in my present personality, not a pig, raised by a pig. I am sorry about asking U2 fix a ball score, if the evil empire gaines and wins, then so B it, I predicted all of it, and none of U slob bastards can take my freaking credibility away, not even Lieutenant Sakovich-witch. Told U Gina, back to back to back full evil sport spire weekends, and here is what they did 2 get their way. Just as the cleaners did when they came last Sunday, the Atlantic City enemies that literally tripled the client business on my work site since I started working there in March of 2005, paid off these scum eating sub squat slime 2 mess with the breaker box and truck with my electrical stuff in the car, as I plug into the client’s power supply 4 heat and cold, a fan, a clip-lamp light, and a couple of other things such as a recorder 4 my taped life journal, also a part of the big picture of MORIANITY, it all is getting recorded Bra, all of it, like it or snot, but it gets better, at least 4 me that is, HA-HA-HA. Instead of going to these jerk offs and confronting them just 2 hear them deny that they R doing it and play me 4 a trucking ass fool, I wrote them up and placed a copy report, right under the office door so the big boss’ll get it bright and freaking early this morning when he gets in and spills hot coffee all over his brand new suit. He swears in front of the female office staff profusely and vulgarly, and they all take it, no guts, all though the rich own us all and we poor nobody’s know the score, and it ain’t 3:2. U want war with me all out and full scale, B ready 2 wear the ice cream, BRA!!!!!! ALCU, U will B getting my letter this week as will the very attractive state Attorney General of New Jersey. I’ve freaking had it. Phillies will go on dying and crying and losing and boozing, and I told U all this, I have been living this nightmare year in and year bloody freaking out 4 twenty-two + years now. When Ed scum ball Snyder has it out 4U, U can chew a used rag ‘cause your life is gonna blow. These scummy diseased mobster sleaze WES dirt holes all impress me like a ton of elephant waste.
Unconscious humanity collective, please hear me the split second that this posts up through the MICK, and raise your awareness by 4 degrees, thank U. Magnesonic, all general and special orders, punishment sequencing system, I to D, A/B Tone control, using both ADT and ZDT, G-189 and STOP. Speaking of numbers, the dream taking place in the medical room back last night, I meant to have it read, between six and nine rooms, and it came out 19, somehow a one got either typed in or key-worm-hacked. I sincerely apologize my great queen, I had no right to ask U2 fix a ballgame, and IWALU, and U know that.
Google and Swis, and KSWL of 2300 AD, this is copyrighted intellectual property belonging to one Michael Wayne Mountainpen, not Dizzie D-man, puka-vich. I speak only truths, and make up no lies, SSJKK detests and despises all lies and liars, the KJV or King James Version of her great HOLY WOD, says that all liars have their sentences in Dogtown, out beyond the great 20 mile high linelanes leading out from Sahasra Dal Kanwal, ALL LIARS, I do not lie. These R all total truths, no omissions and no additions, just pure simple truths of my life experiences and my awareness in both the hyperspace and the astral and even in truth itself, the great void infinity, or the EWI, don’t get 2 excited New York City press. Thwank-U Elmer Wabbit Fwudd.
END---TRANSMISSION.
TEOHIV/TIMCAM-blogging book,
Continuing with 1995-Morianity
Datfile 062308.131.55 on Monday
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Work was another weekend hell, and naturally, parallel event, AS PREDICTED, wins out, even over prayer. I do not say these things lightly, all though I lost awareness directly after posting my prior Sunday blog up to Blogger dot com, and found myself at the Trinidad Motel on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. I was in room 323 where mom and I stayed on many a summer vacation in the nineteen sixties, only the room was totally different. I heard an audible voice keep telling me I should get out of this high place motel and move a block over to a place on Saint James. I was astounded as I was fully aware and lucid that this should B 2008 and so Y was I in this room? I turned all around again and again and eventually calmly and quietly decided 2 just sit down on the bed closest 2 the door as opposed 2 the window bed. Suddenly I noticed that the credenza had a boulder on it that clearly red, DO NOT TEMPT ME, YANCY. Then another one seemed 2 just B next to it, and it read, NEVER STEAL, REMEMBER THE FAST TALKING MAN ON THE TV AD. Then I left the room and decided 2C what would happen when I got down the elevator and onto Tennessee Avenue, would I run into Sarah? There was not one single person anywhere, not in the motel nor out on the street, the entire city was empty and deserted like a Twilight Zone movie, I was waiting 4 the man 2 keep shouting that he wanted his eggs over easy and then break the clock. I knew ‘she’ was playing with me, again, the gods and their endless games, geese-Louise, Fontana! I was convinced she would B up where the Casino Control Commission building would come 2 exist in coming decades, singing LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS, but she was nowhere 2B found. Then it hit me, Thou shalt not tempt the Sar, thy GOD, exactly what my 61st grand father’s uncle said to AL while he was trance out in a major 40 day experience back in 30 AD or somewhere about. Then again, like Diana Arteemis just came down from the sky, it hit me, the fast talking dude on TV, as I told her I’d have 2 rob a bank and steal the money 2 go back to a computer school, and the name Lasko popped right into my head, remember the dude that runs all around with the wild voice and clothes almost like a madman, discussing all of the programs and benefits that the US government provides. Now do not B shocked if UC this ad reappear, I have been jamming up the MATRIX of the 6th dimension, intentionally, big time, I know precisely what I am doing, and all though much of what I ramble on about may make absolutely no sense at all 2 the vast majority, it indeed is directly effecting the sixth dimension, in and through the gametronics of the circuitry. I will order Lasko’s book, and I was only kidding, I do not want what belongs 2 another, never did and never will, I was raised a gentleman by a Christian God-fearing mother in my present personality, not a pig, raised by a pig. I am sorry about asking U2 fix a ball score, if the evil empire gaines and wins, then so B it, I predicted all of it, and none of U slob bastards can take my freaking credibility away, not even Lieutenant Sakovich-witch. Told U Gina, back to back to back full evil sport spire weekends, and here is what they did 2 get their way. Just as the cleaners did when they came last Sunday, the Atlantic City enemies that literally tripled the client business on my work site since I started working there in March of 2005, paid off these scum eating sub squat slime 2 mess with the breaker box and truck with my electrical stuff in the car, as I plug into the client’s power supply 4 heat and cold, a fan, a clip-lamp light, and a couple of other things such as a recorder 4 my taped life journal, also a part of the big picture of MORIANITY, it all is getting recorded Bra, all of it, like it or snot, but it gets better, at least 4 me that is, HA-HA-HA. Instead of going to these jerk offs and confronting them just 2 hear them deny that they R doing it and play me 4 a trucking ass fool, I wrote them up and placed a copy report, right under the office door so the big boss’ll get it bright and freaking early this morning when he gets in and spills hot coffee all over his brand new suit. He swears in front of the female office staff profusely and vulgarly, and they all take it, no guts, all though the rich own us all and we poor nobody’s know the score, and it ain’t 3:2. U want war with me all out and full scale, B ready 2 wear the ice cream, BRA!!!!!! ALCU, U will B getting my letter this week as will the very attractive state Attorney General of New Jersey. I’ve freaking had it. Phillies will go on dying and crying and losing and boozing, and I told U all this, I have been living this nightmare year in and year bloody freaking out 4 twenty-two + years now. When Ed scum ball Snyder has it out 4U, U can chew a used rag ‘cause your life is gonna blow. These scummy diseased mobster sleaze WES dirt holes all impress me like a ton of elephant waste.
Unconscious humanity collective, please hear me the split second that this posts up through the MICK, and raise your awareness by 4 degrees, thank U. Magnesonic, all general and special orders, punishment sequencing system, I to D, A/B Tone control, using both ADT and ZDT, G-189 and STOP. Speaking of numbers, the dream taking place in the medical room back last night, I meant to have it read, between six and nine rooms, and it came out 19, somehow a one got either typed in or key-worm-hacked. I sincerely apologize my great queen, I had no right to ask U2 fix a ballgame, and IWALU, and U know that.
Google and Swis, and KSWL of 2300 AD, this is copyrighted intellectual property belonging to one Michael Wayne Mountainpen, not Dizzie D-man, puka-vich. I speak only truths, and make up no lies, SSJKK detests and despises all lies and liars, the KJV or King James Version of her great HOLY WOD, says that all liars have their sentences in Dogtown, out beyond the great 20 mile high linelanes leading out from Sahasra Dal Kanwal, ALL LIARS, I do not lie. These R all total truths, no omissions and no additions, just pure simple truths of my life experiences and my awareness in both the hyperspace and the astral and even in truth itself, the great void infinity, or the EWI, don’t get 2 excited New York City press. Thwank-U Elmer Wabbit Fwudd.
END---TRANSMISSION.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Y Punish My Phillies?
Y Punish My Phillies?
Blog-book--Teohiv/Timcam
Datfile 062208.367.55, Beginning Transmission:
Well I told U “Gina” that my first place fills would go the way of all rotting flesh, just as U told me U can put a truck tire over your head and I cannot even budge one if my life depended on it. Actually, I told the world as well, mot how weak I am physically, but that the Phillies would B wiped out through PET, or Parallel Event Technology. It is 4 straight and about 17 out of 20 games recently played now that they have gone freaking ice cold. They will sink like a stone into dead last place, as they did in oh three when I got the truck persecuted out of me working at that monstrous awful dirt bag Satanic Griffin Pipe, in Florence Township, NJUSAESMWG. In July they held first place and finished dead last while I was getting trailed to death, shot daily with body-death beams, shaken by chops everywhere I was day and night, and ‘wow zee old records‘, I was brutally reamed and viciously constantly assaulted. Yeah Lennie McKinnon, the gods can I ever escape the 2 letters Mar, but aniwho, ache-daut, and others, Dave said U probably were holding up a building the quiet way, and I never did believe it. When I told the worthless Feds, the Federal Bureau of Investigation in Cherry Hill at the time, at the same building the Governor’s assistant was in at the time, old college boy Tom, back in 88, that U were somehow in on this, they said they’d look into it and 4 now it is on the back burner. Billy’s daughter, not Hannah, U know what I’m sayin’ out there in Feds-land, told me she knows 4 a fact how our tax dollars R busily building your muscles more than cases. Lenny was sent to RPL and Howard Solomon, U honestly think I’m buying into all these coincidences, U really godda B burning a dim one. Whoever thinks I am falling 4 all this tortoise yuk, man U have 2B using night lights on the house lamps of your naïve minds. Miss Chillie and 601, well, Sally Field Boniva and Smokey’s whittle bandit, maybe this is all your prive-code numbers, and when Charlie Moriono opens up the unit and doesn’t pass out and run back 2 Sally Starr calling me a space alien because the insides of the unit R like nothing he ever saw B4, and decides 2 repair it perhaps in the year 58475768, after we get 3 million ice ages and 35,769 direct hits by meteorites that would out the population 4 the most part, maybe then he will repair it, I will re-operate it into my previous system of numerous interconnected weird junk, and Miss Chillie can call my number and then push in 601, or get the great hard-bone Sally Field 2 giver it a whittle shot, geese-Louise surfer Fontana at McAfee’s LBI of the great groovy New Jersey, in these fantastic wonderful United States, ESMWG!!!!!!! Yeah maybe I should tell U that I have literally 15,000 cassettes and hundreds upon hundreds of them with Dave Roth on the telephone, legally with his permission, as I anticipated this future that now is my present and distinctively asked him 2 give his name and permission 4 the tape recording, so as ny law I could introduce major evidence of things so wild, without having 2 hear a beep sound going off every ten or fifteen seconds. When he wasn’t talking about the 60’s and his bastard old boss Jimmy Batches from King of Prussia and Queen of Blue, in PAUSAESMWG, he was talking about the 60’s and the systems analyst this and the system’s analyst that, and either called him McAfee or ass hole Will. Once in a greenish-blue purply moon he would get on favorite when not pissed at the world topics such as NRA and guns and automobiles, and of course we were red blooded me there Mizz. Hyper-McCoo, and our FAVORITE solid gold subject of women came up a lot as well. I still 2 this day stroke off looking at U on that show that day, U were one hell of a beautiful woman. It is 9:15 on this Sunday morning now and a civil rights violating very low illegal airplane just missed scraping my roof, scum hole, your mother is a dog’s banger. Aniwho, did U know that if the total number of a birthday such as mine, 12/04/1954, adding these up we get a 26, and the up # is adding digits until one only remains so 2+6 is the up-number 8. If your birth-date or DOBUN, the UN is 4 UP-Number, matches the up number of your born/given CSN or SIR/CHRISTIAN NAME, Mark Mohr has a NUN or NAME-UP-NUMBER, well U count the amount of letters, it matches, my NUN and my DOBUN match, the same. For any kind of major compatibility numerological, non-matchers R more compatible with each other, as R matchers. Now only about one in 80 R matchers, so 2B realistic, these R major compatibility matches, and doing the 80 that don’t match out of 81, look 4 not being off more than 2 or 3 digits maximum 4 major compatibility, and if off by 6 and 7 digits, UR asking 4 warfare. Again, these numbers show subatomic realities that effect the illusion of waking life which is no more than a gargantuan series of waves and particles. Nothing is so absolute, as I told my landlady years ago, not 2 make a god out of these things that I showed her, but it is an exception 2 the rule when this powerful information bucks the trend, math is math and numbers do not lie, and these facts U will not find in any other book that I am aware of on Earth realms on the subjects and topics of either Numerology or astrology or any closely related esoteric topic. This information is straight from the Teck Bay Mystery School of the Province of Olympia and right directly from a giant mega-trillion year old black cat-panther by the name of Gawky Gaukauk. Big G and I go back a ways, and he has been everyone on this planet at one time or another from the very beginning to the very end of this human type of race, [homosapiens]. Y spell checker does not know the official science word 4 the human race, boggles MY tiny whittle mind times ten to the 40th. So Y won’t the Charlie Moriono types of this society of homosapiens work with me, and Y can’t I ever get a person who knows computers, 2 ever want to teach me anything? Y do they insist on sitting at the keyboard doing things and clicking things at warp fucking speed, and never let a newbie in on didly-squat? What is this 4 made up purposes, Christopher Bennett Syndrome???? I told my blogging audience some time back how I put onto blogging by this fellow, Chris, who I worked with, he now is working in where else, but good ol’ Atlantic City, America’s great and world renown playground. He was nice enough 2 tell me just bare bones enough 2 get me started with Blogger dot com. What do these computer geeks think they R doing, why is there this need 2 keep a small click of those who really know how 2 use all of this stuff, and then keep the rest of us out? I ask any of U that feel they R relating a bit 2 me here, am I fullashit or do U get these same vibes that [its us against them], and that we’d better, maybe even B4 it is 2 late, get our fucking asses in some kind of hands on school, no matter what the cost? I will not lie 2U, I intend 2 get 2 the total bottom of this fucking compuker conspiracy deal, and will term it in future blogging texts as CCD. So what really is the MW mortal-world explanation to PRIVECODE? U tell me BRO. I was in a dentists office in late November of 1982, and waiting 2B seen by the pain-man and kept myself occupied as do many patients in doctor offices, by reading any old magazine that is available. It could have been Scientific American or Sports Illustrated or even a woman magazine, hay there’s always the pictures, right dudes? Aniwho, an ad was right there in my face at about mid-mag somewhere if memory is correctly serving me today 25 and one half years up here in the future, whatever that really is. It was a half or full page advertisement by the INTERNATIONAL MOBILE MACHINES CORPORATION. Here in plain huge right-in-my-face sight, was this telephone screening device, called a PRIVECODE. The story only starts here, and I tore out the page, and did the no-no thing but it would not have mattered if I had inserted a billion pages all over the pwanet mister Fwudd. I seemed 2B the only person 2 ever purchase it or use it or even know about it or hear of it, I am totally freaking dead serious my Morians!!!! Call me strange and sick and weird and paranoid, go ahead, I am telling y’all, this entire thing was a huge set up 4 me 2 purchase and use this machine, or ELECTRONIC MaChine. It was no different than the World Lab retraced Donna set up 4 my answering the ad in the Courier Post Newspaper of South New Jersey in late July of ‘79, and got hired at the recording studio called RECORDED PUBLICATIONS LAB. I knew since just past teen lifew that this is some kind of set up, a huge game, and like my buddy Shakespeare put it so damn eloquently, we R all players on stage, acting out parts, and he just was not yet living in a world where he could have added the reality that a huge menu is built in with virtually unlimited choices, but still it is not really totally a free system, IT IS FIXED and MANIPULATED/CONTROLLED by the great mighty Lambrigg Cult, the great all powerful WES. The World Entertainment System is dangerous and huge, and they R all asleep in a dream just as everybody is, and coming off of the Astral part of our truer life or existence, and being controllers of such powerful mind shaping instruments, or movie and record companies/studios, etcetera, the potential in the motive and eventual accomplishments of the Lambriggers is beyond astounding and frightening. I am not against all of the WES, only the blind majority or the intentional totally possessed, using Christian diction, individuals and groups out in Tinsel town or any similar location, that is responsible for literally creating the mortal world society around them. Just intelligently cogitate on this simplicity-truth that I am attempting to get y’all 2 relate 2 here. Fictional, so called anyway, bet your butt they’re anything but fictional in higher reality, but 2 use these characters that literally come alive and into our human world, reshaping and molding it in their motives of clay, talk about the potters, and real magic, the ability 2 mold humanity, to form society and force it to merge with its will, and it is not even real, on our physical plane 2 begin with, wow, wake up, ladies and gents, your coffee has been boiled away 4 light years. The entire world is celebrities and their lives, like who like gives a like shit 4 crissake, RU all so life empty that U live this way, GET A TRUCKING LIFE. Y let these vicious evil stinking mind controllers, the BRIGGERS, win and conquer and take us over without a fight, actually, with open arms and anticipated salivating awaited-ness? Do not get me going today on Privecode numbers, numbers, waves and particles, the space-time-continuum, illusions, and Copperfield’s hat, crissake, just freaking don’t!!!!!!!!!! B4U shout out, HYPOCRITE, I was summoned into the entertainment world, I asked 4 none of this, and I am mad the Sarah-Stacey 4 what she did 2 me, punish me all U want, I am angry. First U come 2 me as a teenager so beautiful that most guys would B way 2 scared 2 approach U, as I was, and then U come back as an untouchable. What would U have me do, go ahead, U love coming into my dreams all the time, UR the master of this technique and the holy words R filled with this type of so called fable or story, believe me fellow homosapiens, it is no story and is is no fiction, it is nit Tom or Tommy, but the gods, IT IS SO VERY REAL/E. What would U have me do, OK, go 2 school, fine, when I rob my next bank or 2 I will, now what else, fulfill and complete this great internet mission of telling the parts of U or other sub-thoughts, the Lawtrons or souls in human and astral form who none of which believe a thing I say as U have placed me 3000 years ahead of the humans around me in wisdom, not that I am bragging, as I am nothing but dust, U RULE always and forever mighty SSJKK, QUEEN of all VIQUEENS. U know that IWALU big M, but please, I am weak and frail, I will do what I can 4U,U must know that. I am Yancy, your Dalmatian forever and ever. This MW is getting 2 me, my great lovely tall queen. Please, break the Phillies curse, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALEE is murdering me, I cannot help U if I am MURDERED.
Google and Swis, and KSWL and the great Void Infinity itself, this is all Copyrighted as Michael Wayne Mountainpen’s intellectual property. This document is solid truth, and contains no part of a lie, SSJKK detests prevarications and verbal inexactitudes of any kind, and so do I, my Queen!!!
E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N:
Blog-book--Teohiv/Timcam
Datfile 062208.367.55, Beginning Transmission:
Well I told U “Gina” that my first place fills would go the way of all rotting flesh, just as U told me U can put a truck tire over your head and I cannot even budge one if my life depended on it. Actually, I told the world as well, mot how weak I am physically, but that the Phillies would B wiped out through PET, or Parallel Event Technology. It is 4 straight and about 17 out of 20 games recently played now that they have gone freaking ice cold. They will sink like a stone into dead last place, as they did in oh three when I got the truck persecuted out of me working at that monstrous awful dirt bag Satanic Griffin Pipe, in Florence Township, NJUSAESMWG. In July they held first place and finished dead last while I was getting trailed to death, shot daily with body-death beams, shaken by chops everywhere I was day and night, and ‘wow zee old records‘, I was brutally reamed and viciously constantly assaulted. Yeah Lennie McKinnon, the gods can I ever escape the 2 letters Mar, but aniwho, ache-daut, and others, Dave said U probably were holding up a building the quiet way, and I never did believe it. When I told the worthless Feds, the Federal Bureau of Investigation in Cherry Hill at the time, at the same building the Governor’s assistant was in at the time, old college boy Tom, back in 88, that U were somehow in on this, they said they’d look into it and 4 now it is on the back burner. Billy’s daughter, not Hannah, U know what I’m sayin’ out there in Feds-land, told me she knows 4 a fact how our tax dollars R busily building your muscles more than cases. Lenny was sent to RPL and Howard Solomon, U honestly think I’m buying into all these coincidences, U really godda B burning a dim one. Whoever thinks I am falling 4 all this tortoise yuk, man U have 2B using night lights on the house lamps of your naïve minds. Miss Chillie and 601, well, Sally Field Boniva and Smokey’s whittle bandit, maybe this is all your prive-code numbers, and when Charlie Moriono opens up the unit and doesn’t pass out and run back 2 Sally Starr calling me a space alien because the insides of the unit R like nothing he ever saw B4, and decides 2 repair it perhaps in the year 58475768, after we get 3 million ice ages and 35,769 direct hits by meteorites that would out the population 4 the most part, maybe then he will repair it, I will re-operate it into my previous system of numerous interconnected weird junk, and Miss Chillie can call my number and then push in 601, or get the great hard-bone Sally Field 2 giver it a whittle shot, geese-Louise surfer Fontana at McAfee’s LBI of the great groovy New Jersey, in these fantastic wonderful United States, ESMWG!!!!!!! Yeah maybe I should tell U that I have literally 15,000 cassettes and hundreds upon hundreds of them with Dave Roth on the telephone, legally with his permission, as I anticipated this future that now is my present and distinctively asked him 2 give his name and permission 4 the tape recording, so as ny law I could introduce major evidence of things so wild, without having 2 hear a beep sound going off every ten or fifteen seconds. When he wasn’t talking about the 60’s and his bastard old boss Jimmy Batches from King of Prussia and Queen of Blue, in PAUSAESMWG, he was talking about the 60’s and the systems analyst this and the system’s analyst that, and either called him McAfee or ass hole Will. Once in a greenish-blue purply moon he would get on favorite when not pissed at the world topics such as NRA and guns and automobiles, and of course we were red blooded me there Mizz. Hyper-McCoo, and our FAVORITE solid gold subject of women came up a lot as well. I still 2 this day stroke off looking at U on that show that day, U were one hell of a beautiful woman. It is 9:15 on this Sunday morning now and a civil rights violating very low illegal airplane just missed scraping my roof, scum hole, your mother is a dog’s banger. Aniwho, did U know that if the total number of a birthday such as mine, 12/04/1954, adding these up we get a 26, and the up # is adding digits until one only remains so 2+6 is the up-number 8. If your birth-date or DOBUN, the UN is 4 UP-Number, matches the up number of your born/given CSN or SIR/CHRISTIAN NAME, Mark Mohr has a NUN or NAME-UP-NUMBER, well U count the amount of letters, it matches, my NUN and my DOBUN match, the same. For any kind of major compatibility numerological, non-matchers R more compatible with each other, as R matchers. Now only about one in 80 R matchers, so 2B realistic, these R major compatibility matches, and doing the 80 that don’t match out of 81, look 4 not being off more than 2 or 3 digits maximum 4 major compatibility, and if off by 6 and 7 digits, UR asking 4 warfare. Again, these numbers show subatomic realities that effect the illusion of waking life which is no more than a gargantuan series of waves and particles. Nothing is so absolute, as I told my landlady years ago, not 2 make a god out of these things that I showed her, but it is an exception 2 the rule when this powerful information bucks the trend, math is math and numbers do not lie, and these facts U will not find in any other book that I am aware of on Earth realms on the subjects and topics of either Numerology or astrology or any closely related esoteric topic. This information is straight from the Teck Bay Mystery School of the Province of Olympia and right directly from a giant mega-trillion year old black cat-panther by the name of Gawky Gaukauk. Big G and I go back a ways, and he has been everyone on this planet at one time or another from the very beginning to the very end of this human type of race, [homosapiens]. Y spell checker does not know the official science word 4 the human race, boggles MY tiny whittle mind times ten to the 40th. So Y won’t the Charlie Moriono types of this society of homosapiens work with me, and Y can’t I ever get a person who knows computers, 2 ever want to teach me anything? Y do they insist on sitting at the keyboard doing things and clicking things at warp fucking speed, and never let a newbie in on didly-squat? What is this 4 made up purposes, Christopher Bennett Syndrome???? I told my blogging audience some time back how I put onto blogging by this fellow, Chris, who I worked with, he now is working in where else, but good ol’ Atlantic City, America’s great and world renown playground. He was nice enough 2 tell me just bare bones enough 2 get me started with Blogger dot com. What do these computer geeks think they R doing, why is there this need 2 keep a small click of those who really know how 2 use all of this stuff, and then keep the rest of us out? I ask any of U that feel they R relating a bit 2 me here, am I fullashit or do U get these same vibes that [its us against them], and that we’d better, maybe even B4 it is 2 late, get our fucking asses in some kind of hands on school, no matter what the cost? I will not lie 2U, I intend 2 get 2 the total bottom of this fucking compuker conspiracy deal, and will term it in future blogging texts as CCD. So what really is the MW mortal-world explanation to PRIVECODE? U tell me BRO. I was in a dentists office in late November of 1982, and waiting 2B seen by the pain-man and kept myself occupied as do many patients in doctor offices, by reading any old magazine that is available. It could have been Scientific American or Sports Illustrated or even a woman magazine, hay there’s always the pictures, right dudes? Aniwho, an ad was right there in my face at about mid-mag somewhere if memory is correctly serving me today 25 and one half years up here in the future, whatever that really is. It was a half or full page advertisement by the INTERNATIONAL MOBILE MACHINES CORPORATION. Here in plain huge right-in-my-face sight, was this telephone screening device, called a PRIVECODE. The story only starts here, and I tore out the page, and did the no-no thing but it would not have mattered if I had inserted a billion pages all over the pwanet mister Fwudd. I seemed 2B the only person 2 ever purchase it or use it or even know about it or hear of it, I am totally freaking dead serious my Morians!!!! Call me strange and sick and weird and paranoid, go ahead, I am telling y’all, this entire thing was a huge set up 4 me 2 purchase and use this machine, or ELECTRONIC MaChine. It was no different than the World Lab retraced Donna set up 4 my answering the ad in the Courier Post Newspaper of South New Jersey in late July of ‘79, and got hired at the recording studio called RECORDED PUBLICATIONS LAB. I knew since just past teen lifew that this is some kind of set up, a huge game, and like my buddy Shakespeare put it so damn eloquently, we R all players on stage, acting out parts, and he just was not yet living in a world where he could have added the reality that a huge menu is built in with virtually unlimited choices, but still it is not really totally a free system, IT IS FIXED and MANIPULATED/CONTROLLED by the great mighty Lambrigg Cult, the great all powerful WES. The World Entertainment System is dangerous and huge, and they R all asleep in a dream just as everybody is, and coming off of the Astral part of our truer life or existence, and being controllers of such powerful mind shaping instruments, or movie and record companies/studios, etcetera, the potential in the motive and eventual accomplishments of the Lambriggers is beyond astounding and frightening. I am not against all of the WES, only the blind majority or the intentional totally possessed, using Christian diction, individuals and groups out in Tinsel town or any similar location, that is responsible for literally creating the mortal world society around them. Just intelligently cogitate on this simplicity-truth that I am attempting to get y’all 2 relate 2 here. Fictional, so called anyway, bet your butt they’re anything but fictional in higher reality, but 2 use these characters that literally come alive and into our human world, reshaping and molding it in their motives of clay, talk about the potters, and real magic, the ability 2 mold humanity, to form society and force it to merge with its will, and it is not even real, on our physical plane 2 begin with, wow, wake up, ladies and gents, your coffee has been boiled away 4 light years. The entire world is celebrities and their lives, like who like gives a like shit 4 crissake, RU all so life empty that U live this way, GET A TRUCKING LIFE. Y let these vicious evil stinking mind controllers, the BRIGGERS, win and conquer and take us over without a fight, actually, with open arms and anticipated salivating awaited-ness? Do not get me going today on Privecode numbers, numbers, waves and particles, the space-time-continuum, illusions, and Copperfield’s hat, crissake, just freaking don’t!!!!!!!!!! B4U shout out, HYPOCRITE, I was summoned into the entertainment world, I asked 4 none of this, and I am mad the Sarah-Stacey 4 what she did 2 me, punish me all U want, I am angry. First U come 2 me as a teenager so beautiful that most guys would B way 2 scared 2 approach U, as I was, and then U come back as an untouchable. What would U have me do, go ahead, U love coming into my dreams all the time, UR the master of this technique and the holy words R filled with this type of so called fable or story, believe me fellow homosapiens, it is no story and is is no fiction, it is nit Tom or Tommy, but the gods, IT IS SO VERY REAL/E. What would U have me do, OK, go 2 school, fine, when I rob my next bank or 2 I will, now what else, fulfill and complete this great internet mission of telling the parts of U or other sub-thoughts, the Lawtrons or souls in human and astral form who none of which believe a thing I say as U have placed me 3000 years ahead of the humans around me in wisdom, not that I am bragging, as I am nothing but dust, U RULE always and forever mighty SSJKK, QUEEN of all VIQUEENS. U know that IWALU big M, but please, I am weak and frail, I will do what I can 4U,U must know that. I am Yancy, your Dalmatian forever and ever. This MW is getting 2 me, my great lovely tall queen. Please, break the Phillies curse, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALEE is murdering me, I cannot help U if I am MURDERED.
Google and Swis, and KSWL and the great Void Infinity itself, this is all Copyrighted as Michael Wayne Mountainpen’s intellectual property. This document is solid truth, and contains no part of a lie, SSJKK detests prevarications and verbal inexactitudes of any kind, and so do I, my Queen!!!
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