JOM #17

“LIFE JOURNAL OF ME, FROM NOW UNTIL I AM MAGGOTS, #17”
AT 8:53 AM, on Saturday, 10 October, 2009, I open this blog that is
SUBTITLED: (THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION)
(The Millionth COUNCIL AND ME)
(MORIANITY PROJECT OF 1995)
(EXPLORATRONIOC SUPERMIND)
(HARDWIRED TRUNKS AND CAN CELLED APPOINT’S)


DBD, another nuclear or whatever attack struck my health at the job site early this mourning around one of the freaking clock, blowing out my bowels and causing me a horrific shirt attack and cramping that is still with me, and is YI am doing another blogging work as a counterattack, learning from the master, the one and only immediate and illustrious, RONALD REAGAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If people R not beginning 2 catch on a bit 2 ES, well, guess what, DBD, I tried hard, and no mortal B4 me ever dared 2 start a game like this, Pandora. I am quite sure the United States Copyright Office will gladly explain 2 anyone what my prior sentence is really all about, but the present time is the issue at hand, not the early eighties.

I must begin by telling this DBD and anyone else who may happen 2B here now, and most likely IS here from the future if tuning back 2 October of 2009 using an attachment 2 Cosmonet called SWIS-Distance Delay, or SDD, that I had a strong state police presence all night, a very rare occasion, and that I believe a red minivan of some kind was the culprit that attacked my health last night, viciously and monstrously. I know they use or have used red sports cars, red pick up trucks, and whether there is some significance 2 RED or not, I do not claim 2 know, BRO. Scylla’s Astral-Mom as Kenny would put it so eloquently, who goes by many names but U only need 2 know first and last, and it is Mariena Carlittia Krassle, AKS on Earth, Paula Julia White, the KING. Many PBHE’s have occurred, and I typed or it got typed, when I would abbreviate Ann King Silva, as an alias, or AKA, natch I meant 2 type in AKS, still, my older term was remembered by me last night at work, shortened from Prior Blog Hacking or Error, (PBHE). All my many printouts would show this, but they R in a crate down in the cellar, still at least they R not hanging around with Cuz Herb. Noose heaven would not B any place 4 important documents, players!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I did not crack some jokes and make with the wise guy routine once in a while, when thinking of my family, and other families, subtlety time, I’d go nuts as soup, Mister Campbell Chainingsen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! China Earthquakes and World Series wins, Challenger Shuttlecraft explosions, lottery numbers and black cat all-knowers, and houses seen B4 lived in, no longer astound me in the slightest way. All of everything is wrapped up in ES and this could, but in this case DOES NOT, stand 4 a tall New York City building, BRAH!!!!!!! It explains all the stuff on a continuous basis like my 2 favorite TV shows. Hay, I am not connected and do not have any advance copies of first time aired Brigger Works, nor do I do what Mister Roddenberry and his pals Rick Berman and Michael Pillar accuse me of. Yes, I do collect things, but so does Scylla, and she has much larger collections of things than any mortal could start 2 fathom or imagine. Scripture tells us outright that her mind is always on chains, shoes, jewelry, and fragrances, it is all in there BRO, read it or ask any ‘real good’ pastor, BRR!!!!!! Even SHE does not physically transcend 4th and 5th dimensional barriers, so how can any of U make this silly concept of me doing it even an issue of miniscule factors? Get real. But ES is a reality, and it explains the entire thing, BRO, all of it. And it was not until almost 2010 that I truly and absolutely GOT IT myself, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!! So Y then do I discuss Turnersville Pathmark and hardwired vehicle trunks and even how a relative of MC wanted 2 forcibly abscond and commandeer one after setting a trap, and that part is easy as heck 2 do, OTAMM falls into all good traps that I ever set, the trouble is always SO WHAT, it is me against HELEN REDDY’S 1975 WORLD, BRO, so who is gonna 2000 (MM) win in this equation, question 4 any present, or PAST special-ed-teachers out there, and not pout, so many PBHE’s, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Does LSD fit into all of this somewhere, do the add on math BRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????????????????? OK, Mister wash-off Hose King, and others, enough clowning around, time 4 some ‘ACTION’ here, Alisha Bridges!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Is there any real tangible physical reality 2 devices and machines doing supernatural things? Well may I please define supernatural a little B4 attempting 2 respond 2 my own sentence query. All things not understood and appear outside of the natural or naturally occurring world R deemed and labeled supernatural. Once they eventually become understood, things change. But no matter how advanced mankind gets, the concept of a SUPERNATURAL always seems 2 present itself, here in a moon walking internet satellite super world of intelligence and information. Still, the precept and ideas that indeed a SUPERNATURAL exists, never is ever released seemingly, from the human equation, am I wrong, comment lovers????????????????????????????? Is there some part of this blog so far that is 2 hard 2 grasp and needs major editorial work????????????????????????? Most people that put me down, do it because I open up a secret dark spot inside their own beingness, and they despise this, and thus me and all I seemingly stand 4 and represent, or if despise is 2 strong a word, then a lesser one of your choice may gladly B substituted by any blogaudians. U not only have my permission, U most certainly also have my blessing, players!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A very tall and large gentlemen who was and perhaps still is on the Williamstown, New Jersey Police Force, knows precisely what is being said here, if any of his pals R reading any of this and wish 2 blog-share. I doubt there is another officer as large in the force, and I never got his name, so I refer 2 him as the “DON’T WANNA BELIEVE, WILLIAMSTOWN OFFICER”. This is all mentioned and discussed on numerous prior blogs. But what is really going down my brother when it comes 2 things like my car smash at Philadelphia’s Route 1 Friendly Ice Cream Restaurant in the nineties verses the interaction I had exploratronically, and then how about the man that had a giant cow when he thought my mom was about 2 try and pop his trunk at Turnersville Pathmark Shopping Center on August 2nd in 1996? We could go on a lot longer as I am sure this fact shocks no one that knows motor mouth Mountainpen, but this is more than enough 2 work with 4 right now, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of course real machines R part of this real tangible world. A real atomic bomb dropped over Japan, or 2 of them, ended the greatest and most bloody war in mankind’s known history in this part of HS, WWll, but let me try and delve a little deeper without going ridiculously deep, into just what all the barriers really R that confused many when one minute I seem 2B saying everything is YOUR MIND, and then I am over there 50 light years away saying, well, real machines R part of my nightmare problems, and indeed they R, without doubt or question, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But B4I go on any more with this, I had 2 pause so I could take Chicky over 2 his job at the Soprano Pizzeria, and 4 some time now, an airplane that is single or twin engine, has been illegally stalking me and flying around me, both here at home and out on the road. The health attack was major and I am still cramped with nasty diarrhea, from these evil vicious scum bags. Now back 2 where I was. I was describing or about 2 as best as I can, the barriers and connections between what would otherwise seem like totally illogical double-talk from me, I will explain it a lot clearer now, still not going all the way, as there simply is not enough time at any given sitting. U have heard me if U know my older blogs, whoever may now B reading this one, that when I have streaky long aerial assaults that r major, it brings down my personal luck (magnetics) as I term it, and brings or attracts, the wildest phenomenon, female flirtation out the yin yang cubed, and I mean my age as well as 20-30 years younger as well. Up until earlier in this decade, 20-40, hay, we all R aging, BRR!! Even the supernatural never goes 2 far, this is a LAWTRONIC REALITY, and I have tried 2 touch on how un-natural entities exist here in tangible waking life, and in very real ways, through the imaginations and creations of authors and BRIGGERS. When an Astral entity desires a physical dream down in a way that would put them beyond established lawtronic barriers, 4 example as 14 feet tall, as a werewolf, or a vampire, or a prehistoric huge living animal, and so on, they still get born here, but not as babies, but through us in our fantasies, this is not 2B taken lightly and dismissed, I am telling U all the most powerful secret in all of known cosmos, on ‘THIS SIDE’ of what U all C as the ‘GRAVE’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All other unknown things that mankind has always ‘seemingly’ wanted and desired the full knowing of, is locked up in the LAWTRON. This is what escapes out of a previous closed curved infinity that has become the new void. Nothing that exists can ever NOT, and nothing that does not exist, EVER CAN. There IS NO switching back and forth or channeling, or any of that stuff, the Buddhists R totally out of luck, Nirvana is unattainable, we exist, so we always have, and always will, time is a simple parlor trick, a continuum of hypersphere shaped waves and particles under the combined force of the LAWTRON. The Lawtron is the collective soul that in time worlds here physically, create the so-called illusions of individuality. ALL PARLOR TRICKS LADS AND LASSIES, VEGAS ACTS FROM A VERY HIGH REALM AND CLOUD, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even the Astral Plane Gods of each province Olympia sort of matches up with the tangible world’s Milky-Way Galaxy, but these beings cannot find NIRVANA and went mad forever ago, and now just play endless games, only there is no now verses long ago in higher truth, so they R endlessly playing games 2 distract and forget that they R in HELL, or ENDLESS INTERACTION, B it in hyperspace, the Astral, or the ultimate truth of the void!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Eckankar is lovely EAR CANDY and that is all it ever can B, their idea of coworkers with GOD is rubbish 2 the power of infinity, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry 4 bringing the bad news home, players!!!!

On with the here and now show of me trying 2 better draw U all a visual here on LAWTRONICS, something I witnessed in a laboratory in the future, exploratronically of course, or (WHILE DREAMING), when this was discovered as truth, in whatever part of the HS that I was dream-interacting in. 4 right now, long story compressed and abridged, soul is lawtronic counterpart, and space-time worlds of awake consciousness in the 5th dimensional HS hyperspace or (5DHS), allows collective soul or BEINGNESS and AWARENESS 2 exist in many multiplexed individualities, through slightly differing consciousness 2 the speed of spatial relationships, (TIME). Astral Plane Gods distract more than they interact, but still, they do interact by coming into their own staged theatres, and they told this and explained this right here in the mortal world 2 one of its very most famous citizens, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, king of the 46 symbol!!!!!!!!!!!! Talk 2 Jack Palance’s beautiful daughter, she knows what I am speaking about, BRA--HHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The name is misspelled, and spell checker as in many cases is of no help, but sound it out, U all know who I am typing, the dude on the sci-fi channel who narrated the RIPLEY’S BELIEVE IT OR NOT TV SHOW, in the last decade, and a good former boxer may I add. The gods R not really all that special, and they hate me 4 telling U this right now, but B of good cheer, Diana Arteemis loves me as Rictafarius and will protect me ultimately from these diseased ferocious monsters, with PK at the top of the list when I am in bad moods such as right freaking now. Fathers that lost custody of a child know my plight and my anger. Still, this is way 2 huge 4 me 2 try and interfere in the affairs of the gods, so I sit back and watch the show, as all of U do, only difference being that I claim 2 understand a little bit of it all. This is only because of WHO I am related 2 humanly as the current ADD of ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Some rote: ADD=Astral-Dream-Down, HS=Hyperspace, PBHE=Prior Blogging Hack or Error. Now we can get back 2 many things later on, it would take a month of solid 24 hour blogging 2 put real serious dents in all of this 4 any real human grasping.

Let me now discuss the other topic that I wish 2 harp on just a wee bit today, and that is MISSED APPOINTMENTS. I challenge anyone 2 top the 2 MA that I will now tell U all about. If U can, please comment, I am an open minded person, but Mizz Well, I am not writing fiction!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Both these things have been individually previously told and blogged at the earlier books and dates, on the blogger website of www.blogger.com/ 4 those not reading this blog now on that site. This is what Christopher Bennett put me onto when I began my blogs as Chapter one in the OLD TESTAMENT of the MORIANITY BIBLE. I was angry at numerous recording artists 4 stealing large chunks of my songs. It was 1986, and the return trip from the nightmare of August 15 had all ready happened. I called a Cherry Hill attorney and Law Firm, and spoke 2 a Mister Colflesh, Esquire. I briefly told him I wanted 2 speak 2 a copyright attorney regarding a potential infringement. The appointment was made. It was 4 about 4 days ahead of the date that we spoke over the telephone. The next day I had just returned home from an Atlantic City casino, as I was playing professional roulette at the time. The phone rang when I was walking through the door. When I answered it, it was Colflesh, Esquire, who told me he was sorry, but his firm no longer was handling infringement cases of any kind 4 at least one year. This is a near quote, and the exact conversation is on cassette tape 2 this very day, so sue me. I had everything bugged up, the car, the phone, the house, where do U really think L&O got so many ideas from man? PK TODD, as in PAULA FBI KING, and TODD reality, speaking of bugging the car and getting the dude named Scott Ransom 2 tell me about the powerful people he personally knew that were wrecking my life because they R “disgruntled with me” 2 precisely quote him, BRR!!!!!!!!! I knew this was total BULL, and decided 2 prove it 2 myself. I am real good with voices, I can disguise my voice and can significantly alter the way I sound, I have the ability 2 fake a girl or anything, I can out meow the cats, and can go real low and real high. Ding!!!!! Not now, BRO. Moving on, I called this butt wipe attorney one day after he called me back 2 cancel our appointment, and said my name was JIM BURR, the dude I was friends with from computer school back in 1973 at the ‘Cherry Hill Mall’, world renown, JULIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I said my name and he had no clue I was not a totally different dude named Jim Burr. I said I had made up a board game and it was recently ripped off by a major toy company. This was a made up lie 2C if I was right, that indeed some enemy had gotten 2 him and stopped me from getting justice. Close Mizz Dirtweeds, but no cigar, eleven ten is not eleven-eleven, U silly baseball loving monster slapper U. Anyway back on my pernt here Archibald, deep down I was hoping I would hear, I am sorry Mister Burr, we R not doing these type of cases 4 at least a year, only NO SIR, that is not what happened at all, BRO. He took my information and scheduled an appointment 4 two days later. After I hung up I stewed and stewed inside. I called him 2 hours B4 the appointment and confessed what I had done, and he nearly went in his underwear BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Natch, I never went in 2C him as Jim Fakephony Burr. About a week later, I called up a judge and told him about this, and his response 2 me was that I should B in jail 4 misrepresenting myself. And U all wonder YI hate this evil empire. Hay, I do not plan terrorist things, I go beyond all of that. I have knowledge, I could terminate this planet in a freaking heartbeat, but Scy would simply dream it all right back again. This has all been done B4 over and over and over, Baby-Love Meteorite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Speaking of me not needing 2 do silly human things like what happened at my own designed and named dollars, Donna, let me tell U now about my EX business partner in the Studio Park Records venture, Mister Paul Evans Pedersen, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here is the bigger story of the MA (Missed-Appointment), as I said if any of U have 2 that top mine, please Lettith me knowith, than U’ith!!!!! If I did not lighten up the tension, meteors might just change course later today, so let have my fun with words, it beats planets getting ripped the heck apart, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It seems Paul and his wife Cookie had made an appointment at Rockefeller Center Plaza at one of the Towers. He and his lovely wife, #$^*%^*(*%^#$@#@^)#%?|\\\\\, blinky-ladee-dinkadee dang, etcetera, were gonna B on some talk show and discuss the STUDIO-PARKERS, our main artist, Dennis Parker who was thinking about leaving the JOE FIFFY BAND B4 they propped old Dif up at the juke box and let him go Astral, aniwho, HA-HA-HA, keeping it light as this stuff is all quite painful BRO, I had 2 declare a 350 thousand dollar personal bankruptcy over all of this nonsensical hellfire, he and wifey were all set 2 go on this television show, I forget the name but it could have been Conan, who knows, Paul never told me half of what went on and was a total crook and nasty rotten liar. This was all after I thought Studio Park Records, was just a forgotten Inde-label name and had really forgotten about it, it was middle September of 2001.4 some last minute silly reason, Paul told me a week later, that the show was either cancelling their appearance or delaying it or whatever, but he never made it that morning 2 New York City, and 2 the Twin Towers, on the eleventh of September, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Go ahead, this ain’t trucking fiction, TOP THIS SHIRT IF U CAN, I don’t need 2 fake a wild life or create a fictional story, my wild ride through hyperspace is far beyond what any of U could ever know, or would ever want 2 freaking know.

As 4 PBHE’s my math symbols were somehow scrambled in the blog talking about the 4-5-9 digits of Gawky Gaukauk. Just rework the math, U will c that somehow the parenthesis got screwed up on 2 of the equations. The numbers do work out just as I said, just rework it if U graduated 8th grade 4 crissake!!!!!!

Well, top these 2 missed appointments if U can, and if U can’t, make up a story and pretend UR Superman or whatever. I knew the real FLASH, a dude named Joe Berrios, and this is Y the movie in 1990 came out, BRA-HHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! C, I do not need 2 make up one single thing. Amazing how people at the top do and I do not, yo. Well, please head my words daut and BC WAYV, as if it is ever a son, he may not have 2 follow your legacy with made up stories. U may have been born there, but I suffer under the great curse, U know IWALU, brown eyes. UR in my heart and soul forever Scylla.

I END THIS BLOG HERE SO I CAN CRASH ONTO THE ASTRAL, well U know, I am there now, and am merely going 2 tune out this silly whittle waking dream, Elmer Wabbit, WHAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So swillwee!!!!!