“AE SAYS NOTHING HAPPENS BY CHANCE”
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
MORIANITY PROJECT-FROM 1995 AUDIO, CONTINUES
DATFILE: 020909.046.555555555555555555555555
Beginning of this transmission:
I have been home just a half hour or so, completing a grueling 3 shift weekend, my usual 24 hour part time work under the Social Security disability laws of the New Jersey Workability Program. Good riddance 2 that hell hole, and a weekend of brutal siege. Here is what I guarantee will happen now that the ALEE, or the EVIL EMPIRE, is back on a super nasty roll 4 getting its stinking rotten miserable way, AT MY EXP{ENSE of course, using PET or Parallel Event Technology, and using it intentionally against me in order 2 achieve their objectives of maintaining my level of total absolute freaking 24/7/365.2422 misery!!!!!!!! The DOW JONES and the STOCK MARKET system that is totally cheated & manipulated by the MILLIONTH-COUCIL and the BRIGGER CULT of the ASTRAL PLANE, exactly as the DARK SHADOWS show depicted this reality when this fantastic television show aired originally from 1966 through early April in 1971 when it was suddenly cut off, by THAT FAMILY. When I was down in Ventnor, New Jersey in late June and early July of 1970, I first had my waking world interaction memories of THAT FAMILY, resulting in them answering my ad in the PRESS OF ATLANTIC CITY, situations-wanted section, when I placed an ad 4 desiring 2B employed as a CARPENTER’S HELPER, and THOMAS J. REALE responded 2 the ad. Y my mom permitted me 2 do this, I will never know, as she was a good strict mother. Most likely because I had no interest in sex as most males my age did, I was way 2 busy in my own world with my own problems that were about 2 get geometrically, exponentially, and quantitatively worse in a very short march of time, BR!!!!!! Just because I had no interest in this nasty 3 letter word, did not mean that the mighty TAWF, and at the time this was Gallagher, McGuire, Callio, Reale, King, and a few other names. B4 going on with this, here is my sports and market prediction Gina, and all other Morians and Lessians, BRO. The Dow will B up 500 points or better today, Monday, and up at least 1,000 points on the week, and the Flyers will go into a major winning streak launched from this weekend’s FULL EVIL SPORTSPIRE back 2 back weekend freaking cheated hollow victory, and they will very soon B right back in first place, which Magnesonic was temporarily able 2 knock them out of. This is what will happen, BR, bank the truck on it lads and lassies!!!!!!!!! I went through Hell this weekend, the worst one in 5-10 freaking tears and years BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know what U were feeling like Mister Anderton Wolf, as they put me in hell this weekend BR!!!!!!!!!! Back now 2 the year of 1970, the year my life ended as I told john and Photeous on Tennessee Avenue up in 1997, 27 freaking years later. B4 going on, I do not give 60 million shits that smell from here into the high astral heavens who believes a damn thing I say, as I know it is all true, and I know who committed 3 murders and caused this hell 4 me, and I hate your stinking miserable truckling guts, unk Herby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My nightmare hellish eternal life is real, I am in HELL. This is a nightmare, and I will go on saying and typing and blogging it, adding blogging sites, and doing what I must, until someone someday somewhere decides that efreakingnough is enough and helps me out of this shit ass hell!!!!!!!!!! Until then I will shout from hear 2 the treetops. U can tune me out, but I’ll shout and go on and on shouting out this hellish miserable ass predicament. B4I go on with 1970, let me tell U what godsdamn occurred when I got into work on my 1st of the 3 shifts just a bit shy of Friday night midnight, right at the freaking front gate. I had another bright shooting son of a bitch star come tumbling out of the stinking sky right in front of me, and ever since Dave Roth and I saw many of these things in the Jersey Pine Barrens late at night upon numerous occasions in 1986 and forever wrecked our lives, these sucking ass things bring me nothing but hell and trouble and major hyper time grief times ten to the twelfth ass power, BR!!!!!!!! Nothing happens by chance, NOTHING. Symbols shout out reality louder than heavy metal bands can ever hope 2 play. It is deafening, but U need B tuned into the right station, my mind is digitally locked and fixed right into it, as I understand what makes this garbage all work as it does, and I know that nothing is pure chance or pot luck, this is a total fallacy, a belief held my the large percentage of the intelligencia, but UR all mistaken and wrong, and I freaking ass know it, BRA!!!!!!! I know the right number Mrs. M. from 1969 and U and hubby do not fool me 4 a second, there is no way in hell this is all just happening, and even the all mighty gave the clue last year by bringing him, into this, he said, and I quote this genius that brought World War Two 2 an end, “I do not believe that God throws dice with the universe”. I have been around geniuses and prophets and many wild people in my Mountainpen Astral Dream Down or ADD. None of them in my opinion practically came off directly with me as if they were from another century, none of them except 4 one special-ed teacher. I am not buying all of this bull shit 4 one damn minute Admiral Spok, not 1. She ABSOLUTELY INSISTED that I attend that school play on Memorial Day of 1969, I had good reason 2 not want 2B in school on a holiday and B emphatic about it, but she had NO EARTHLY REASON 2 totally insist on it, I mean U’d have 2B there 2C what I mean, SHE VINSISTED, she would have come over 2 my freaking apartment with a freaking gun if she had 2 just 2B sure that I was there, so I would take a precise train at the Haddonfield station, down 2 Atlantic city and arrive on “Tennessee Avenue at the precise timed time so that I could hear the first of 2 major sentences spoken by the All Mighty Herself, Sarah-Stacey Krassle, “YOUR FRIENDS R IN THE SHOP”. I saw on television on the local Philadelphia news about a week or so back, how the PATCO High Speedline Train System was asking anyone with a story 2 contact them, as they r sort of celebrating their 40 year anniversary, they completed this rail service here in New Jersey in February of 1969. U will never hear my story, it is beyond what is permitted 2B told on any regular media system, controlled and manipulated by THAT FAMILY, and the powerful BRIGGBASE CULTISTS of the WOMO-MASONS and forces beyond this planet that go by the name of the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. This story is only something that would endanger all of established religious systems and Christianity and Catholicism. I know it is true, there R2 many screaming symbols and crashing cymbals 2 ignore it now, way 2 many, BRO-GREEN!!!!!!!!!!! I have witnessed things over the past 20 years that would make the freaking pope drop dead of a heart attack today. I know how real/e it all is, I have suffered through it, and it is not imagined or the product of a sick mind. U can all believe whatever the Dogtown U wanna believe. U cannot explain all of this away. I got the trucking slit kicked out of me in 1975 while visiting the beaches now called HILTON BEACH, of Atlantic City, New Jersey, USAESMWG. 2 lifeguard mascots of the beach patrol, kicked the crap out of me 4 doing absolutely nothing at all, NOTHING. www.acbp.com/ is the website, everybody is on the web Arthur Branch. My mother was just leaving Babylon, Long Island at the time these dudes were kicking the crap out of tiny little defenseless weakling, 2 big tall muscle bound dudes, and they have 2 pick on one small dude, and 4 no reason at all. Well, there is a reason, AE, nothing happens by chance and SSJKK did not throw dice with the universe, UR right on the freaking money, BRO!!!!!!!!! I no longer was forced at 20 and a half, 2 go up there 2 visit my snooty relatives that thought they owned the banks of New York City. When I tried 2 get justice from the authorities, I was treated like a freaking piece of trash. www.acpd.com/, and Google up Frank Callio, it all is up there Senator Thompson. I intend 2 get justice if it takes me 195 years, and U can all take that any way U wanna take it. Nobody is gonna mistreat me for 35 years and think they’re gonna get away with it. I tried 2 get the police 2 help, and they did come zooming down Pacific Avenue while I was hiding in a hotel bathroom across the street in a flee bag hotel from where Paris Hilton’s pop now owns his mighty powerful freaking casino. The cops had all the lifeguards in the tower right out of Baywatch that was not yet created in the space time continuum, and I was asked if I would recognize their voices since I could not seem 2 pick out the 2 dudes from 20 or 30 guys all lined up there. They thought this was freaking funny and amusing I will never forget the freaking humiliation of it all, and someday, someway, somehow, the entire world is gonna know all of my story, U have all put me in flicking cunt hell, and UR all dead. I will never break the law, so do not take this as a physical threat, but just as Levy was brought down out of nowhere, so can this entire astral world family and all of these Briggbase evil squat licking dush bags, including the entire MILLIONTH-COUNCIL!!!!!!!! So they ask me if I could pick out the voices, and I knew I could, these dudes went I ran 4 the hotel bathroom and locked the door while the manager was calling the fucking cops, answered me when I asked from a distance, “Is that U”, and they both answered back in perfect togetherness, It’s us”!!!!!!!!!! But how can IB expected 2 pick out 2 voices out of 20 or 30 guys simultaneously? They thought this was a big joke, the entire city of Atlantic City has been out to fucking get me since I have been a tiny child, and there is only one possible explanation to this entire fucking nightmare. Herbert Huntington and the family curse and THAT FAMILY, there is no other possibility, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I returned there in 1986, my life turned on a dime and has not looked back since!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!2000 years ago, the great city was on another continent. In the sixties it was Atlantic City, and in the 21st century it is in the physical plane’s equivalent of Stacey Krassle’s long room, with the center of its power at 175 Peninsula Drive, former home of Adolf Hitler’s 2nd cousin once removed. Where was I beat up Mister Nostradamus???????? What did he have 2 say on the subject of Hitler and Hister and Paris’s daddy??????????????? People R gonna abuse me so far, and then I am taking a fucking stand. This world will B blown 2 bits in a short time if U don’t get the fuck off of my back U sick slimy diseased pricks!!!!!!!!!!! I will never forget walking through Finnestere Apartments on my way to 1118 Linden Hill, the next group of apartments once U pass through the Finnestere. Natch, both these garden complexes have had their names changed. No HISTORY/HISTER MARKERS “PERMITTED” UNCLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have been down all these roads a million times, it is the epitome of the SOSO-WEIN-SSDD!!!!!!!!!!!! Same old same old, what the shit else is new, same crap on a different day BRO!!!!!!!!!! Strange that a major klutz incident occurred at work at precisely 11:18 last night, and I freaking mean major. I was so angry U could not imagine it. If I had a thermonuclear weapon at that moment, the gods help somebody. I was extremely angry, and as U most likely R assuming, still am!!!!!!!!! As I walked through these apartments, a sudden chill went through my entire isness of being. I was convinced that somebody had a high powered rifle trained on me from one of the apartments, and I knew I was gonna get shot 2 pieces. I instantly repented of all of my sins and received the Christian conversion. My mom would have been proud of me, she by now was probably off of the Long Island railroad and on the train from New York city back 2 Philadelphia where she would get off at the 30th Street station and board the local train into the center of town and hop a transfer train called the Patco High Speedline back to Lindenwold, New Jersey. Nobody shot me, or did they, I now know that it would not have mattered if I had been shot 2 freaking pieces. Either way it would have made absolutely no difference. As soon as I got home, I was possessed to grab my bible and read it in my bedroom, aloud, the ENTIRE New Testament. I was reading the final book of the Revelation of Saint John the divine as my mom walked through the door of the apartment and into my bedroom, she was all smiles as I was reading the bible. She loved all that religious fucking bull shit. It never hit me at the time, all the wild talk about the great city of Babylon. We can’t all B Einstein’s. Aniwho, life went on a while without major incident, maybe 2 weeks, and I fell into a very wild and sickening sleep and dream. I was helping a man that went 2 the same church that my mom attended, paint houses. It was hard work and out in a hot miserable sun, and the bastard crook paid me peanuts and told me he was giving me experience. He should B in fucking jail, experience my cock sucking asshole. Watch out 4 church people, I learned all that back in 1975, they R the first sons of bitches that’ll cut your throat and leave U out in the desert 4 the Deedee vultures 2 devour your remains. Aniwho, I got 2 sleep late and would only get 2 sleep a short while as mom would B waking me as this painter, Paul, would B coming over 2 get me at 8. I love sleep and would love 2 have it last endlessly. What good is sleep if it does not go on for fucking ever and ever? Aniwho it was 4 in the more and I crashed, and the next thing I knew, I was flying all around the place and it was bright and sunny, and I landed and started talking 2 some dude who said he was an angel from the heavens and wanted 2 know how I was doing. We rapped 4 a short bit and I told him that I was on my way 2 some important place and could not waste time talking any longer, and abruptly leaped into the air away from him and began flying very low near lots of trees, and within about 20 seconds or so, I crashed hard into one of the trees and split my head wide open and died. The angel was talking 2 me again and grabbed my arm and pulled me upright, my head cracked in 2 and blood dripping out of me like a freaking river. He said I thought I had problems B4 but now U will B returning 2 other problems and this time U will not B able 2 escape your miseries by jumping into the air and feeling free. Then he said 2 me, “U will hear a loud banging sound and when U do, U will B in the world of woes”. Boom, with that, the boy who delivered the newspapers 2 the apartment complex had missed his usual spot where he threw up a grouping of 4 papers all wrapped up in one plastic bag. This woke me up with a thud, and that was the bang. The joke however was on the angel, as I still could move the way I always did, just a bit differently after this. There is no short way 2 discuss this and since it is irrelevant 2 the points of tonight’s blog, we will skip over it 4 now.
4 every super blessed Trump, there must B a Mountainpen. This is what balances out the cosmos. Everything has 2 always balance out, but 4 those on the short and smelly end of the stick, it may seem an unfair and totally inequitable exchange of energies. Still what U can U do? U cannot make a mountain turn into an ocean, and yet there R both of these. If one of the 2 is not content in its beingness, it really is just tough beans as Sandy’s pop used 2 love 2 say, my Uncle Stuart Huntington Mason, from 1208 Greentree Lane in Narberth, PAUSAESMWG. U cannot have one without the other as U need this perfect atomic balance in this equation of major complexity. Cosmos simplifies things however, it makes it impersonal, and we tend 2 take it personally anyway. The simple truth is that I am 2B cursed, and he is 2B blessed, it does not get any simpler 2 understand. We make things complex and try forcing answers, when answers R simply not always a tangible reality. How can anyone decent point 2 a child dying of some horrific disease and say, this is balancing out cosmos? Yet this is exactly what it is doing, and we keep complicating it because we have emotions, and like me tonight, tend 2 get very angry and disgruntled when things remain extremely unpleasant over extended time periods, it is only human and natural. On top of this is the reality of misread signals and wrong interpretations. The balancing of my new ability 2 blog for an example will B shortly used as an example of this point. A coworker named Christopher Bennett put me onto blogging about 3 years ago give or take. Now I wish I never met the son of a bitch. But the dice were never rolled and Jimmy Stone did not fire me out of Griffin Pipe randomly, it was all 2 lead me 2 meeting this dude, telling him my plight, and having him tell me enough so as 2 get me started on the site of www.blogger.com/ a while back, and things then went progressing from there. Just as the plot was ready 2 revisit the Leviathan Brigger Cult on the Dark Shadows television show in the spring of 1971, bang, off went the show. Just as with DS, TAWF knew 3 years or so back that I was slowly getting more and more onto them, and a projection with a super mainframe computer with quadrillions of bytes of memory said, hay, we got 2 trap this bitch in our snare NOW. UC, they R experts on doing things in time, and never being 2 late. This I learned the hard way on more than one occasion. This is YI had 2B abducted and absorbed into the fold so 2 speak, at least controlled. If I go 2 far, they have me right where I live, and I mean that literally, not just as the old established expression of the phrase. Trapped by THAT FAMILY of 1970, the nightmares of Cornwall Avenue, forget Freddie and Elm Street, and all the horror flicks BRO, this is real life terror and secret fears that I was willing 2 share with only my own soul have now become my reality, 39 years later, BR!!!!!!!!!
Lots of things seem 2 make little 2 no sense in all of this, such as RC’s fantastic roulette system, that kicked ass all through this recent siege. Well, David Roth taught me something 20 years or so back that I will treasure and hold onto like a life preserver in a raging sea storm. He said that all groups and power structures eventually develop factions and divides. Basic Lawtronics says that a house divided against itself cannot stand, Both Dave and myself knew what it was like first freaking hand 2 have major enemies right in out own camp. We had out share of shit and woes that will not B further harped on right now, but enemies in our own camp was the major deal we suffered through. Even WOMO has divided factions, this is something that happens because of mans inner greed and desire 2 play the Olympian spirit, their games, their distractions against that awful knowing, the truth about never being able 2 rest in peace and reach that coveted nirvana. This is Y the government in own country wastes billions of out tax paid dollars by not cooperating within its own systems, such as the CIA and the NSA not sharing full information with each other and permitting Bin Laden and his cohorts 2 get away with terrorizing Manhattan one bright September Neal Diamond mourn. What the gods do 2 avoid dwelling their attentions on infinite beingness, we do in self destructive channeled way, as we compete 4 land and power and money and sex and all of this, and all of that, and really, we do not even know what we want, as half the time when we get what we thought we wanted and then come 2 find ourselves just as miserable as B4 we had it, and u all know I speak the freaking truth here, BR!!!!!!!!! The other side of Ziggie’s jetty, BRO, which side is greener, and the one that really is, U would not want his water bill or his feed bill, or whatever got his damn grass that green. All I can tell anybody is that Ziggie had a profound wisdom and understanding of lots of ‘grassroots’ philosophy. I also know that Paula King came down that day and talked 2 him while I was just yards away. She ands all her Margate friends this and that, and silly girl talk, only THAT FAMILY is far from silly. They know exactly what is going on and they have had all of this meticulously planned from B4 this world was even constructed and placed here, which never really happened, as all of this is a dream. Still, my life as I knew it indeed terminated Arnie, back as the eighth decade of the past century was ringing itself in. I did not C it and know it at the time, only hindsight is clear, we all know that one as well. They do not want my train story, not the one where it all began Sabrina Collinwood in-between the Westmont and Haddonfield stations while heading eastbound in February 40 years ago, not the one 100 or so days later on Memorial Day when Marola insisted I come 2 school and do that stupid play, and not 100 others. My story would expose the truth about way 2 much shit, and mankind would literally end in a few short days if this ever really was able 2 come out full scale, wide screen. I know it, and U’all know it as well, BRO!!!!!!!
This is Y both cuz Donald and Cuz John-Stuart both told me 2 go 2 Dogtown, one in the nineties, and one early in this miserable century. They say blood is thicker than water, but then we all know that thick blood causes arteries 2 form platelets and bring on strokes and heart attacks, so keep your blood, and your family. Do U wanna know YI do not run off 2 the islands everybody? I left SSJKK in the sixties, and she vanished. I will not allow this 2 happen again, first of all, at least I can always know that she is there this time, and also, it is sort of like that old Twilight Zone show where the dude had 2 keep moving dials and knobs or the world would self destruct. Now I am not only taking and passing the family chalice but at the same time, I owe it 2 the world not 2 let her vanish again, and I know that things do repeat. I will never allow this 2 repeat, I love SSJKK, and will not risk her leaving me again. MY attitude is kiss my ass 2 all bastards hurting me. U will all get your just rewards, that is a Lawtronic reality, somewhere else, I am U and UR me, nothing escapes that perfect balance. This is Y we R2 love our brother, not hate and hurt him, but good ol’ humanity is way 2 ignorant 2 understand these simple truths, so on it goes, the wise king that demanded 2 know the full truth about the world, and found out it was 3 sentences long, THEY LIVED, THEY SUFFERED, THEY DIED. Bro, that is just the hard pure simple truth, U do not have 2 like it or put it in a song, but there it is, swallow it or puke it up, U cannot change didly squooks BRO!!!!!!!!!!
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KSWL-2298, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. Copyright Michael mountainpen 2009.
I NOW END THIS TRANSMISSION, BRA!!!!!!!!!!
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