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“5 STRAIGHT UP WEEKS MOHRSTODAUMUS”
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
MORIANITY PROJECT OF 1995 IS CONTINUING, BRO
DATE AND TIME FILE: 040909.702
BEG-----inning of this Brown Eyed Girl tranny, granny:


I know everyone is wondering many things, the least of which is not whether a full week period will or could ever possibly go by without a major and outlandishly monstrous and horrific blog from “THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN”. The answer is quite unequivocal and also 2 the negative, NOPE, NOPE, NOPE, Mister Jimmy Bigfish Wonderfulife Stuart of the 6th dimensional cement elevator business!!!!!!!!!!!!! Monday and Tuesday were not 2 bad, but the persecution began early on, come yesterday, and then it major freaking worsened today, Thursday. It is off every meter, scale, and freaking dial. The aerial assault is unimaginable, with constant loud and low planes of many various types and kinds, choppers mostly military lately, and chemtrails on Wednesday real nasty butt-hole bad. Starting yesterday, I picked up a Mariena Carlittia red and white HER-VERSION-OF-MY-BOOK-OF-THE-BEACH, United States Coast Guard Helicopter, following me around, it began while I was in Atlantic City yesterday and when I dropped Ann King Silva off at her doctors, so I could go 2 meet with my counselor at the same time, at the famous Atlanticare. I saw all this ATLANICA/RE stuff long B4 it ever came 2B, out in dreamshift on either a myspace parallel universe on the actual astral realm itself, and confused it with the RE after it, somehow not properly seeing the “RE” or just forgetting it, shades of the “Love Is 4 Carpenters” early June 1980 intersection, huh Susan Smith??????? Aniwho MCMCAAONMC, I had falsely concluded that this future time about 10 years away in negative positronic space was the entire city as everything seemed 2 have the name on it, even more than the mighty Mister Trump, so I believed the name of the city had become changed 2 Atlantica, New Jersey, the dude from this place called New Jersey made a mistake, so sue me Star trek producers. The USCG chopper started things rolling bad, and when I got 2 my counselor, Jennifer, I was taking no trucking prisoners by this time, and told her all about how I had carefully with much toil and hard investigative work, learned the entire directions of the swinging branches up 2 eight cousins out, from the present day, as I have termed them 4 nearly 39 years now, and it will B exactly 39 years, come early this July, (THAT FAMILY). I was staying down on Cornwall Avenue in Ventnor, the town directly south of Atlantic City, when contact was made with not only the mighty and all powerful, great Sarah-Stacey Krassle or Scylla Jehovah Karge, same diff, in a wild and beyond bizarre set of extremely wild and vivid dreams while I was off of the waking world, and was what mortal man would call ‘sleeping’ in this house that was owned by the stuttering ‘property wealthy’ 2 quote him, child molester, by the name of Thomas J. Reale. They came into my dreams as directly as U would think of as waking up from them, and made direct contact with me, identifying themselves 2 me as THAT FAMILY, with no hold barred and absolutely no freaking punches pulled, not even a direct blow 2 the fun crunchers, BR!!!!!!!!!!!! This siege of Wednesday and Thursday, and just as I had predicted last early Monday MoUrning, SHOT THE CHEATED DOW JONES MARKETS UP 4 A 5TH STRAIGHT WEEK AND OUT OF THE 6 AND THE 7 THOUSAND GROUP, CLOSING OVER 8K POINTS, BRA, JUST AS I PROCLAIMED AND PROHESIED GIANT GINA!!!!!!!!!!! IT WILL CHEAT ITS WAY AT MY EXPENSE OF FORCING ME 2 ENDURE ENDLESS AND TOTALLY ILLEGAL PERSECUTION THAT MAKES GUANTONAMO BAY IN CUBA LOOK LIKE A FUNHOUSE ON CONY FREAKING ISLAND IN COMPARISON, UP & UP & UP & UP, and did I not TELL ALL OF U EXACTLY HOW THE PHILLIES HOME OPENER WOULD GO, AND THEN KEEP GOING, AND THE FIRST 2 GAMES WERE TOTAL WASH OUTS JUST AS I SAID THEY WOULD B, AND OTHER THAN BY ONE RUN, IT WOULD HAVE BEEN A SHUT OUT IN THE FIRST 2 Games of the oh crime-nine season, of cheated and manipulated INTENTIONALLY CREATED PARALLEL EVENT. Also. Did I not totally tell U what the cheating FLYERS would do? They will DO NOTHING EVER, except and I reiterate again, WIN AND WIN AND WIN AND WIN, JUST AS I SAID GIANT GINA, and if any of U think that this is gonna trucking stop soon, U can think again my brother, as it is only gonna get progressively worse and worse 4 me thanx 2 Wirtz and Wirtz, and so many others like him who blatantly refused and still refuse 2 ever freaking INVERSTIGATE THIS HELL NIGHTMARE AROUND ME, AND EXPOSE IT AND STOP IT AND PROSECUTE IT. THE AUTHORITIES R TOTALLY FUCKING WORTHLESS, THE FBI, ALL OF THESE WORTHLESS MOTHER FUCKERS. They will all rot in hell 4 what is being done 2 me, when they die, 2 use your forward and mortal ways and concepts of looking at all of this. U do not have clue mother fucking one how horrendous these diseased toilet water drinkers and their moms R making my pitiful and pathetic fucking life, BR!!!!!!!!!! It is so unconscionable that it would B along the lines of forcing 100 packed grade schools 2 have their windows and doors all sealed up while they all R lit ablaze, and no firefighters R ever called, and on top of that, thousands of evil onlookers come with bullhorns, just 2 laugh, scoff, and cheer it on while these pathetic youngsters all burn the fuck 2 death. Sound terrible?, U fucklng bet your cock sucking assholes it does, and so does my monstrous twisted mistreatment and neglect and abuse over an extended and unfathomably long period of mother fucking time, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don’t one of U out there think 4 a minute that the authorities do not know what is and has been going on with me and my nightmare 4 a minimum of a briper, or score, U may identify with the words (20-years), better. I told the FBI all about Lenny McKinnon the record promoter and what he did 2 me, him and the entire gangster rap world, back in late 1980. 8 years later in the double eight year, I went 2 the FBI office in Cherry Hill and gave them lots of stuck 2 check out, and they said 2 me and I quote, “We’ll put U on the back burner”. well screw all of U and your mother fucking back burners, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don’t tell me that Scylla does not have some weird reasons in her own human mind 4 identifying with me, in time periods, events, the entire thing, right down 2 getting herself reborn in the city named after a dude who wiped out my entire life like a mega-tidal wave!!! As I speak at just past 6 of the clock, dirt ball gang’s of biker filth R riding up and down my street as noisy as they can possibly b, and the local cops could give 2 fucking shits about me and my rights under the law 2 some degree of peace, just as is read on any lease where any normal tenant rents from any normal landlord. Biker scum started bad a few hours back around 2 or so and just is progressively getting worse. At the stores I had 2 go as I am the slave of Dawn and Ann the KINGS, of this wuvewee THAT-FAMILY, the loud blaring thumping jerk off dirt balls started up hyper huge time pounding out all kinds of intensely loud garbage, in violation of township ordinances, but who gives a rats ass 2 really enforce laws that I would like 2C enforced? Just explain 2 me how U do not C a huge conspiracy here with all of this, and the perfect way that it always without fail or exceptions, corresponds so totally perfectly with the prices of stocks on WALL STREET, And this over a 23 year period now, starting in 1986 when this nightmare was taken to new levels beyond the Carmichael 4th Circle of Hell!!!!!!!!!!! I could tell U 100 fucking things that R being done 2 me, none of U will give a fucking rats ass and I know that. I am not as retarded as some might think or as I might look. Over the last 2 days, it is more like, what IS NOT being fucking done 2 pathetic Mountainpen by WOMO TAWF SLEASZE DISEASE?????? This would better describe the shituation, BR!!!!!!!!!! At the height and epitome of today’s zenithing persecutions being illegally and viciously perpetrated on me, I was in a parking lot by a dollar store, and along came a group of high school dirt bags, 2 boys and 2 girls I believe, on some kind of new toy that is some kind of a cross between a roller bade board and a bike. This one tall and attractive teen slut was all over me, whizzing all around my car flirting with me and staring at me. I totally ignored her and it5 was pure hell until Ann and dawn and Jesse all came out and we could get the mother fucking hell away from, there. Also Dawn noticed thus slut messing with me and took out some of here aggression on me as she does not like girls flirting with me, HER PROPERTY and personal fucking slave. I was not having a day at the beach either, but she could care less, and probably thinks that I egged this diseased high school slut on, when I never in a quadrillion fucking days would even think of doing such a thing, I am not interested in little fucking teen agers. I am not some pervo. Do not confuse goddesses that exist on the Astral Plane with mortal human females that R between ages 13 and 19. I do use the words ‘teen-queen’, and am not denying it, but these entities have been teens forever, and will B teens 4 ever, as they R not mortals, and what goes on between them and me on dream realms in none of the fucking human race’s fucking business. I feel the need also 2 add here, that they made contact with me FIRST, I did nothing. I never made first contact with Sarah, Diana, or anyone of these Olympian Goddesses from the fucklng Astral Plane, BRO!!!!!!!!!! I cannot explain 2 a single soul what goes down when I am falling under these extended major aerial death sieges, other than simply 2 tell the fucking truth. I am on old man, I am a piece of shit., There is absolutely no reason logically or humanly speaking 4 what happens when this happens, just as I cannot get up at a blackboard Einstein, and explain parallel event applied 2 invisible things, yet I was told that just what I do have is sufficient 2 literally start a brand new mathematical discipline 2B looked into by qualified statisticians, and this was told 2 me in the early nineties by a professor at the University of Pennsylvania, a great man named, Deturch. 2 have me get and discuss this logically and rationally B4 a college class and attempt 2 make a group of kids that all ready think that they know it all, and don’t fucking know beans from fucking beer, would B a total waste of my time and energy. I know it is all real. I live inside this torment and tortured fucking nightmare endless hell, BR!!!!!!! That slut almost came right into my car, and when she looked at me with a look of pure lust, I knew she wanted 2 do me, a child, a silly little high school child, Y would she even begin 2B acting this way? The answers R so complex that even though many will laugh now when I now dare 2 so audaciously say this, but I could not sit Einstein down and just tell him all of this in one day. That is the fucking truth. This is serious major ass shit. Eventually he would GET IT, and either choose 2 make all sorts of symbolic math languages up that would either begin proving or disproving the numerous and wildly complicated theories all involved and twisted up all throughout this shit, but this is who I would need, some one of his caliber and on that level of intellect, as this stuff around me is real, and it is not something easily graspable, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Last a=night and all of today, the girls were flirting with me all over the place, smiling at me, fixing their hair and smiling at me through car mirrors, and making King Dawn fume through the gills, and I could not do anything 2 stop this. She can C that I do absolutely nothing 2 bring any of this crap on. I never flirt, I never so much as ever even look at girls, and only politely answer them if they ask me something. I am way 2 old 2B dating or care about sex anymore. That is all over and fucklng done with cakes!!!!!!!!!! My life is Nightmare City, and that part of it stopped 30 ducking years ago, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel safer with my car doors all locked up tight when I am out and the sluts R this crazy and flirtatious. Then dawn asks my YI locked the doors and she knew totally well without asking Y as she could C the giant high school girl going like totally nuts 4 me as she was exiting the damn store, but I just kept telling her the truth, that I had walked over to a mailbox and locked up the car and forgot 2 unlock. I had just walked over and mailed a couple of checks 2 pay some bills. The 2 girls even though they were with 2 guys spotted me and came racing over at me. Total fucking whores. Last night at Wal-Mart was wild, and u need 2 hear the entire story, but the dirt flirt situation was huge, I was winked at, smiled at, stared at, even spoken 2 directly by a knockout group of women, yes there was a reason, but still it was an excuse 2 strike up a talkie, and as I speak, a small left side death angel is visiting me at a quarter shy of freaking seven pee em. What happened is this, but first I need 2 lay down a little bit of foundation. Dawn is on speed, legally, it is some new fucking sike pill that her shrink at Atlanticare gave 2 her, and it’s making her weirder than a soft breeze hurricane. She goes on one crazy roll after another 2 fix up this house that is not hers, it belongs 2 Judge Rasso here in Berryville, and she never will live long enough 2 own it herself. We all think it is crazy but none of us of course is able 2 ever stop her once she decides 2 do anything. She is currently on a one woman mission project 2 paint and rearrange the laundry room. This is Y when Ann and I got back from Atlantic City yesterday, she instantly said we have 2 drive over 2 the Wal-Mart and get some paint, of course she never buys one thing she is a shopper times the speed of light squared. All of her family is one way or another connected it seems with the second part of that sentence. 4 some reason, the paint, a one gallon brown color paint can, came open in the back seat on the 8 second drive home 2 the Marhouse. The paint went everywhere, all over my back seat and down into everywhere, totally ruining my automobile that I will B paying off 4 more than 3 years yet at a hefty motherly fucking price, BR!!!!!!! We went back, managers, and all sorts of personnel from the store were involves, and the situation is still ongoing. During the time I was outside standing around, I thought I was gonna get raped by a few gangs of very aggressive young teens and twenty something’s. U do not need know any more about the paint situation until it is completely resolved, and then I will tell U.

All the birthday numbers as I knew that they would, came out at the wheel yesterday at Resorts Casino hotel. Even the BRIGGBASE-PERIOD number of 20 came out in very short order, or the briper. My DOB, MC’s, U name it, all the numbers that I absolutely KBNEW would come, indeed popped right in, almost one after another. Do not ask me yI did not play and was just standing there if I knew this, the answer is beyond simple, I do not play with rent money, an old gamblers expression. The gods of luck, Fortuna, and all of her cousins, frown on that, U must B playing with $$$$ that U can AFFORD 2 LOSE, and I cannot afford 2 fucking lose one red fucking cent!!!!!!!!!!!! Ann and I had finished up our business, and Ann treated me 2 a comp meal and Resorts Casino, and then went on 2 play her slot machines at the area near 2 the steps up 2 where we eat and the boardwalk exits just beyond that. I think she broke even or had a small loss. In any event, I knew the numbers were gonna come racing in the minute I went 2 the wheel, and sure enough, they came right in as if 2 say, yea THAT-BOY, we R the numbers baby, and WE KNOW THAT UR STANDING THERE BROTHER-TRUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! Every system that the great THAT-FAMILY has promised me would work, does NOT, and they all CRASH AND BURN. Applying parallel event on a parameter above the 5 to 1 ratio or playing one long endless game R the only 2 methods that WILL WORK, consistently. I know this. Just as I know so many things, millions and this is not any exaggeration, so many millions of small things that all put together would prove beyond any doubt that all the things that I claim R indeed totally true and totally real. They R just way 2 numerous 2 ever tell, yet I slip one or 2 in here, and 2 or 3 more in there, as I feel and hope that my blogaud can perhaps try and absorb. Here is a good one 4 tonight, a nice little dog rag 2 chew on and maybe when U do and finally spit the dirty thing out, U will C that indeed, I AM THE TAXI DRIVER MEL GIBSON, TELLING OR TRYING 2 TELL JULIA ROBERTS MY PROBLEMS Mister Camden county Prosecutor, until old Captain Pick a card Solitaire motherkill runs me through with his sword of horror, in one of the greatest movies ever made about me, CONSPIRACY THEORY. All my friends called me up and told me, “MARK, U’RE THE FUCKING TAXI DRIVER, YA GOTTA GO C THIS MOVIE MAN” I have noticed now over the past 3-9 months, don’t pin me down, it is in this time frame I assure U, just do not know exactly, and speaking of time, it is now like the convenience store, 7-11, and a left side 2nd death angel attack is hitting and just now breaking off as I type this in, BRO!!!!!!!! Anyway I have heard on the TV and especially on the regular local or perhaps the world news broadcasts, over and over, never trust things on the internet that R misspelled. Then of course, my blogs that R hacked 2 hell by the same forces and agendas that R saying this 4 obvious reasons, R causing my stuff 2 get misspelled, and they know I do not have all the time in the world 2 check and edit everything, I like 2 write it all up and shoot it out 2 the world as fast as is humanly possible. This in and of itself seems totally tame and benign. But 100 or 1,000 things like this over years of time, is exactly how these BRIGGER dirty-butts work there evil agendas and PC shit against me, and yes,. Against perhaps others that they know now do not think in the mainstream, and that they perceive as the smallest potential threat 2 their dangerous very EVIL EMPIRE, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!! I could say 5 more goodies just like this, but really, Y, I mean like it is really not gonna B a total waste of my fucking time, BR???? I could climb Scylla’s Mountain 4 crissake and BEG HER 2 show me a way out of this, if I thought that would do me any good. Hay, Huntington, the name of the Mountain, when R people gonna fuducking believe this story, it is NOT MADE UP, the cymbals R gonging away at 200 decibels shaking the Earth 2 freaking rubble, WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How many Abby Carmichael haters R out there man??????????????????? The coffee is boiling and stinking 2 the core of the grounds, can’t any of U numbskulls hear that ringing alarm clocklike and realize the simplicity of WHAT WOULD I HAVE 2 GAIN BY PERPETRATING THIS WILD FUCKING STORY OTHER THAN 4 THE FACT THAT IT IS TRUTH AND NEEDS B FREAKING TOLD, BR!!!!!!!?????????? The gods, what is wrong with everybody??????????? Hay I know my [problem, it’s THAT-FAMILY, but what is everybody else’s excuse 4 letting this all happen 2 me forever and ever, BRO????

MAGNESONIC, SCAN MY ENEMIES AND DESTROY THIS VICIOUS EVIL DISEASED WICKED TRASH under all general and special orders. Create all manner of Earth surface disturbances, this disease is not getting my message 2 leave me the fuck alone, OR ELSE, and STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The A-B tones will equalize the post published prompt at the website of www.blogger.com/ Magnesonic.

GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KS-WORLD LABS OF 2299, this is all Copyrighted under Michael mountainpen 2009. This is all the total truth and nothing is added or removed from this total truth, I swear this by my country and my All Mighty Goddess, SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE SCYLLA KRASSLE. This is all blahhhhhh, and bleeeeeeeee, and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!

END OF THIS TRANNY, YE OLD SILLY GRANNY, YAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!