Wednesday, June 17, 2009

LAST BLOG WAS PART ONE AND THIS BLOG IS PART 2

“Last Blog Was Part one and this blog is part 2”
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
MORIANITY PROJECT CONTINUING FROM 1995 AUDIO TAPES
DATE AND TIME FILE: (DATFILE) 061709.620.555555555555
Beginning Transmission:


Now 4 what time did indeed prevent me from saying earlier this moUrning, nut first, FBI, STATE AUTHORITIES, LOCAL AND STATE POLICE AND LAW ENFORCEMENT, HOW LONG RU GONNA STAND BY JUST PERMITTING THIS TOTALLY ILLEGAL ACTIVITY 2B CONTINUALLY DONE 2 ME? I AM BEING VISCIOUSLY PERSECUTED AND ATTACLKED BY MILITUFORCE SCUM, the aerial siege has been horrendous all freaking week long, all through the early and middle of MONDAY, TUESDAY, AND AGAIN TODAY WEDNESDAY, when does this stop and when do U do your jobs protecting an innocent citizen and victim from this diseased squat swallowing scum???????? Anyone with a surveillance team can come around my residence and then follow me in my vehicle while out on the KING’S ERRANDS, and C that a brutal conspiracy 2 fuck with me is beyond atrocious and must B highly illegal, and I am quite sure it would interest lots of world authorities in nations not so fond of America, while proving how evil and vicious this nation can indeed B2 its citizens when they so choose 2B, BRO!!!!!!!!!

Now on with last night’s blog and part 2, even though it never actually said it was part one, it was, and now this concludes what I wished that time had permitted on the last one, and didn’t, BRA!!!!!!!! I still am toying with telling about an out of body incident as well as powerful stuff that happened the previous night 2 that one, but if I tell, I tell, if not, I will tell U all a bit later on. The chem poisoning that nailed me early Saturday morning at work, back eleven days ago on the 6th of June, is clockwork precision, as it was June 4 back in 1983 that they permanently fucked up my thyroid gland and metabolism in some totally unknown way, unknown 2 the current top docs in medical freaking science aniwho. Mayor Levy paid his pals 2 infiltrate my trailer years ago with rats, and this was around the June 4-June 6 time circa as well, and they can carry lots of filth and disease, all the way up 2 bubonic freaking plague. They love 2 fucking injure me physically around this time, and this also is the time that the major interaction back in 1980 was given 2 me by some unknown force, the LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS INTERACTION, that all of U have heard me refer 2 and speak about so many times throughout my long winded blogging texts, BRA!!!!!! Right around the first June week and the Christmas holiday R the times of this evil MILLIONTH-COUNCIL demonic BRIGGBASE LAMBRIGGER CULT strike times, with PRECISION FREAKING CLOCKWORD, YEAR AFTER Bob Barker year, decade after Bob Barker decade, and so on and so forth, Bob knows what’s going on here, ask him if U do not, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They actually had the mother fucking blatant balls t commit homicide, blowing my heart up in my chest and causing a massive fatal heart attack the day after Christmas while at my job around 5 or 6 in the winter morning, just as they did ion my poor mother only no one is retracing her up in early 24th century. She remains gone. If I had retrace equipment, I would retrace her at an age right B4 this OTAMM WOMO nightmare began, somewhere B4 summertime of 1986, while we still resided at the slum-lord Highview Apartments in Williamsfreakingtown, New Jersey, BRA!!!!!!!!! Bearing all of this in mind, mankind has the power over life and death around 270 years from now, all totally perfected, and controlled by a scientific laboratory and governing body known out in negative space or what U all call the ‘future’, as World-Labs. I cannot escape those lovely root numbers, can I Diana? When do U plan on striking dead, some of my miserable rotten enemies, my baby blond? If U want 2, just come down 4 your little boy and get me out of here, and then come down up in 2301 on Donna and get rid of her and her damn atomic laser copier. Then it is just U and me forever my tall lovely teen queen. Anyway, they struck me viciously hard with that poison chemtrail at work 11 nights ago while on my 1st of my 3 work shifts, and I have been fucked up ever since, BRA!!!!!!!!! Then within 4-8 days, every member in the King household here, Chicky Laines, Dawn King, Ann Silva, have all contracted just from exposure near me over a constant and prolonged duration, a first since ever being under this post August-1986 attack by WOMO filth MILLIONTH-COUNCIL dirt bag shit balls!!!!!!!! Just like with Echelon Towers, when they would attack me, other old and more susceptible persons around me in that mostly seniors age building, would end up getting quite ill, and when I was on shift, an abnormal amount of medical emergencies were incoming with responding local Voorhees Township paramedics, I should know, as the security officer, I logged the incidents, and escorted the EMT and Police Officer responders into the actual apartments of the residents experiencing the medical troubles. Now, everyone here in this house on 13th freaking street is enjoying if I may B flippant and facetious here 4 just one moment lads and lassies, major flu like symptoms that keep coming and going yet never permanently going away, once it gets U whatever this fucking shit up in the sky is, it’s fucking got U, and it is behind this entire global pandemic right now as I speak. This is all about 2 blow up in some high official CIA/NSA person’s face very soon, and come 2 a head, a flying head as I said earlier in the part one blog, BRO, and Y did I say the flying head. When I tell U all about this OOBE/OBE/ENDE, etcetera, U will shit yourself, it really happened, and some of U saw me die the other day live on television, right there in Washington, DC. Wow, was that an astral trip from the greatest Hoffman LSD-25 Labs on the planet. I never needed chemical assistance 2 meditate, and exist in more than one aware location and state known humanly 2 the psychic world as BILOCATION, such as my trip over 2 Sarah Callio’s vehicle when she and her friend in 1997 were driving over some railroad tracks down in southeast New Jersey. This was all discussed on prior blogs from some years back now on the website still used, called www.blogger.com/. I sort of feel like a dude that took on Andrew Jackson about a dozen and a quarter decades ago in a dual. Serves me right 4 poking around where I didn’t belong. I’ll get more specific and less subtle on later written blogs, some have all ready figured out what happened, whether they choose 2 believe it or not is their own personal business as always. The main thing is that this entire group of TF-70 has now been infested by this chemtrail, it has invaded the mighty family of MC, however distant the cousin lines in fact may B. Anything can happen now, it sort of what Professor Stokes said about the I-Ching door on the TV show of the sixties, called DARK SHADOWS. I will quote him, “Beyond this door, ANYTHING is possible Julia”. I was just a viewer and a big fan of the show, yet this fan can go into court and testify under sworn oath and perjury penalties, that indeed, what this man said, all B it as just a written scrip notwithstanding, is still totally real, and so is the fact that this may all now B racing towards coming 2 a major ultra hyper time head, everyone sooner or later, even freaking WOMO, tends 2 get ‘carried’ away, and think that they can go totally 2 far, and get away with it, but right now my laugh is on them. This is because they R now messing with a powerful family here, called by them THAT-FAMILY, and by me, TF-70, with more muscle and resources than all of them and their WOMO wildest dreams on a level of human plane existence, BRA!!!!!!!! I made the mistake of accepting a pop up download 4 some update on a microsucks program, and it took an hour B4 the system was back 2 normal. I was able 2 use the multitasking feature up 2 a point and then could not even do that during the computer stage configurations and shut-downs and restarts, etcetera. What a time wasting royal pain in the Hampton’s, uncle Neb. Well back round ‘robining’ me again, ‘Franklin’, 2 the subject and topic at hand, this may B the start as the old song puts it so freaking well, of something really great 4 me, as this now may start the REAL WORLD FATFIELD/MCCOY feud of the deka-millennium, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If anyone dies from this, and Donna as U well know is only retracing me, the system is set, and she would not even know how 2 log in a new soul 4 torture, I showed her this future technology at World Lab in my days of Labber Zeejins, as U all should know from prior blogging texts (PBT), and so she couldn’t perform those tricks even if she wanted 2, so things R heading 4 some real meteorite smashing dooms and disasters, possibly without the space rocks. Hay, after-all, Y shouldn’t rocks B out there, stars R, and ‘rock stars’ R a major Brigger Cult reality, that as Roseanne Moneybags knows only 2 well, I could not escape from if I had help from an Emperor, a Caesar, and 10 Kings, with one of them being giant and mighty Paula and that U can take straight 2 King Nebs Bank in Manhattan, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So what will happen since this incredible chemtrail poisoning of me eleven days and nights back in positive space, or what U all would think of as ‘the past’? I mean seriously, if someone hear dies of the Swine Flu as they did in droves in Mexico, after-all, Chicky’s roots R not from this wonderful place, whaaaaaaa Wabbit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Silwee whittle me 2 think of that just now, whaaa!!! Choppers have been real bad again lately, and just after my computer stopped fucking around with configurations and program updates, it was 4 on the noise, a chopper again was flying by the house, and it was 2 late 4 this whittle bwog 2 have any negative effects ob the street, so I am predicting that all the points lost on Monday and Tuesday market sessions, were gained right back, yeah those ever trustworthy and totally inescapable GAINES, huh Wall Street. They know they have me by my mother fucking pleasure cubes, BRO!!!!! Do U really think that these sick ass dudes on the street, with Yale and Harv educations R dumb or something, get real, BRO!!!!!!??????????????????????? So now I will tell some of the 2 interactions, and yes, I kind of knew things would B roller fucking coaster wild 4 me this week after awakening as U all would C it, on Monday morning around tennish, BFA, (Ben Franklin Again), sorry, Monday was real major all though I did not become a fly and end up in the White House. Wow when my buddy swatted me in that real good hand swat, it was like I was stretched with a huge rubber band, from my bed, all the way 2 the room in the White House where Pres BO was talking 2 that reporter. The second he swatted me, boom, it was as though the rubber band had been held in place at maximum stretch and his perfect shot was like taking a pair of large scissors and cutting it in a single instant. I literally swung all the way back into bed and actually jumped with such force that I fell off the bed and smack dab right onto the floor. I honestly was not trying 2 remote view nor did I have any conscious thought about going 2 the White House. It just happened, and I got swat, and pow, the journey back 2 my bed was mind bending. The part that many really will not properly B able 2 grasp, is that time is not a constant line where any event is really happening ahead or behind, any other event. This would B obvious if U could view things from one dimension higher, but since U cannot C it, U need 2 mentally rationalize it, and the vast majority simply R in capable of doing that. I woke up stunned on my floor, hours B4I came 2 learn the incident even occurred, but it is so totally cool now as I have the videotape from last night’s news broadcast, and they showed me laying there dead on the White House floor, sorry Sir, I do not know YI was there, and never meant 2B pesky and bothering U during that interview. Please accept my apology. But Mon day’s interaction was way more major, I may have all ready blogged and told it, if not, I will know after reading the last few blogs back, and then will tell U how Diana and I were enjoying some wild game. I knew that it would cause me another “DRIVE TO 1994 HADDONWOOD MILITUFORCE AIR PERSECUTION JUST AS THE SARAH PROSECUTOR KESSLE INTERACTION HAD CAUSED ME B4”. Like DUHHHHHH, Hyundai. No it is just a matter of time and this poison attack will lead 2 the death of someone in TF-70, and then it will B an all out war, as I am sure MC will do a total HALL & OATES, and just cannot go 4 that!!!!!!!!!!! When heads roll, WOMO will stand 4 a different abbreviated 4 lettering system, BRA: WASHED OVER MUTILATED ONIONS. CU in the funny papers, and HEE-HAW Mister Stewart Anticolorization. U’ll B needing Harvey Pookah when MC gets through with U bastards, am I OK 2B saying this WAYV Paula????????????????????????????????????? I do not know how Mister Wilson is, but I do know how Mister Jessup is, DEAD. The MC can do all sorts of powerful tricks, and so can her wild and powerful family. Cuz-D told me this is not happening or if it is it is happening on an Astral level, so while in human form and awake, Y think so much about it? My response is this: That poison chemtrail that got me sicker than a pile of diseased shit mucus was no astral dream, my experiences over 45 years in ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, IS CERTAINLY NO ‘dream’, These constant aerial assaults over 23 years of time now is not inside any ‘DREAM’. Should I keep going on with this Cousin Denny Boz VanBuren Forever-18-Sampson?????????????????????????? I am not dreaming this, and not all of this is Astral Plane stuff. If MC was not thinking of me as far back as the days when my search 4 her prior identity began in the Carlisle, Pennsylvania days, then how would the RPL dream deal have worked??? Maybe this entire thing is ‘haunted’ Muscleman-RPL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KING-SOIFER WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2298, this is all blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Copyright 2009, THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, and registered officially on a blogging registry website, BRA!!!!!!!! BYE-BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I IN THE SKY!!!!!!! Yes this does make any story ever written look tame and boring in contrast. Sorry, not bragging here, just tellin it short and sweet, simple and true blue, arm breaker Amy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Whatcha up2yadorable trash-picker?

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