chapter #16

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
WASHCLOTHS, WASHBURN’S, AND WATSON CLUES
Wednesday, 28 April, 2010, 12:55 Post Meridian
World Labs SBT-DATFILE: 042810.540
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I am under heavy sky siege today, Ron Wirtz Senior, Camden County Prosecutor, and John Judy, Atlantic County Probation Officer, both the great hick-state of New Jersey, where I have come 2 know and love, corruption or not, and soon plan 2 return freaking 2, and I surely hope both of UR well and updating yourselves with the BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN. Naturally, I do get up set and really go off sometimes, but if I were 2 keep it inside and not use blogging if only 4 therapeutic purposes, I might act out more aggressively given enough never ending torment and pressure by my diseased filthy despicable deplorable enemies, and then who needs 4 a problem like that 2 come along, rather just get over 2 the damn library and blog away and try 2 tell anybody remotely interested in my story, what is happening and keeping U generally updated and apprised of all the new circumstances in the life of MOUNTAINPEN, as well as all new ideas that come 2 me as a result, and also continue my long process of telling a story that is literally ages and eons long from past experiences and interactions, all throughout both ASTRALITY, and all of the 5th dimensional hyperspace.

I was hit around 8:30 this morning by a super health attack, the pucking enemies or the mighty WOMO-UNITAWF System, (WUS), only by no means R these crumb bag no conscience peeds wusses. Yesterday while I was out, Ron and John, but not the surfer dudes of the great LONG BEACH ISLAND, AMY-LOUISE CICONE and CPA family there, anyway, while I was out at this very library doing my blog work, somebody thought they were a cute ass piece of toilet water drinking prick, and illegally got into my RV back in WHITE JULIA CITY section here in this city of Fort Pierce, FLORIDA, NJUSAESMWG, and pucked with one of my video components. They somehow removed the batteries inside the compartment of my DVD-VCR remote control stick, and did something, and then put some small sticky piece of some kind of adhesive tape over the back cover, it WAS NOT THERE B4 YESTERDAY AND I KNOW THAT 4 SURE, AND WOULD SWAR 2 THIS IN COURT, MY ‘SURFERS’. When I tried 2 make the thing work 2 watch a movie after getting home and out of a cold shower, it would not work. I had 2 mess with the thing 4 quite a while, and nothing was wrong with the batteries, they test strong on the tester that was in the trunk of my car when I left 4 this miserable trip 2 Florida back on the 11th or 12th day of last December, and they now work as well as they did B4 after I kept taking them out and putting them back in, as I said, that mother pucking hicking sticking cheating flying Snyder-scum mafia scuz, person or plural persons that illegally VIOLATED MY CIVIL RIGHTS DOING THIS PROPERTY ‘MC-GUIRE’ DAMAGE 2 ME, were most likely in league and obviously under Snyder-Orders 2 carry out this shit on me, flames, and water witches all notwithstanding from the middle of 1983 Copyright Office of the United States of America!!!!!! If not McGuire and Eddie boy mobster, then someone, but it WAS DONE, and some one is soon gonna feel a hell of a damn lot more than just my Admiral Whalespock shoe up their ass!!!!!!!!!!! Whether or not any tears will B colored in blue, the next line from my 1986 song totally applies as well, as I do not care one bit 4 these monster-ass peeps, nor the antics they pull against me, this is not simple criminal mischief, not when it all has been and still currently is all part of an ongoing MAJOR HYPER-TIME CRIMINAL CONSPIRACY, WRECKING AN INNOCENT PERSON’S LIFE TOTALLY 4 AT LKLEAST A SOLID QUARTER OF A CENTURY NOW, BRO!!!!!!!!! The chemtrail poison is making me cough and hock, not hick, but whether I am here in Florida or back in New Jersey, no difference, same old same old, same shit on a different day, and at different times. Shortly after the horrendous civil rights violation on my person with a horrific bowel and shit attack waking me up in total agony, came the nasty sky, and one very loud and low private plane that zenithed over my RV. The plane was around quarter past ten this faggot morning. I still am hurting in my guts, as well as in my chest, coughing and trying 2 keep my pucking cheated Flyers Hickey Team from 1986, clear. U know, there R some interesting things going on, but unbloggable quite naturally. 4 all this world knows, and only certain good loyal fans of one tremendous recording artist in particular know what is being said here, these chemtrails may have effected your life, do not B so quick 2 think, “oh yeah, right” MI, U know I am being straight with U. The man who I used 2 work with at the job site back in New Jersey, a trash company called, Cifaloglio, in the Folsom area along highway 54, Mister Roy Carl Weiler Senior, and a published author of a fantastic book called, “Secrets of the Museum”, about the Egg Harbor, New Jersey, Roundhouse Museum, told me all about these trails in the sky. He knew lots of wild stuff, and was a crewman a while back on the JAVA. He told me just weeks B4 last years huge US and global influenza scare, that these CHEMTRAILS R RESPONCIBLE 4 ALL THESE NEW ILLNESSES, INCLUDING THE PSYCHIATRIC ONES THAT CHILDREN R ALL GETTING NOW. The entire global financial game being played, is the mighty world owners against all of us poor frail nothing little piles of shit who never in any way or shape or form will have any power or ability in the real world of fighting them on their level, or any real meaningful level. Movies made in entertainment and fictional ways, do intentional harm 2 the cause of getting this hurting of the innocents the world over exposed and hopefully eventually stopped and prosecuted someday. None of U have a clue what is happening. There is a world organization that most of U do not know is out there, that recently was able 2 force Germany 2 hand over 50 million documents, all pertaining 2 the horrors of war crimes during the greatest war that historians R aware of on this planet, called World War II. I forget the name, something like International tracing something or other. My pernt 2 all of this Archie Queen of Bunkers is simply this lads and lassies and Labs: Here is a proof in and of itself 2 a blind person, really searching 2C truths, that if this kind of stuff can go down and happen in this wonderful world that most of U love so much and would wish 2 exist in it forever in your awake mind’s point of deceived view, then this verifies that U have no right 2 absolutely make a claim that POSITIVELY NO TRUTH CAN B IN THE CLAIMS OF POOR MOUNTAINPEN, OR WITHIN HIS STORY THAT HE CALLES MORIANITY!!!!! B—U—L—L-----S—H—I—T, BRAHHHHH!!!

The things that I know and could tell U right now would leave U literally crapping inside of your shorts everybody. This world is filled with monstrous horrific injustices, the world and time over. No area in location or time on this diseased puke swallowing planet, is immune or ever will B really, from this awful ass reality peeps!!!! We have talked about the paranormal aspects of Y things R happening the way they R, and I have done my gods honest best 2 show illustrations of how my explanations 2 the entire deal, is the only one that really can fit all the entire equation of humanity. This is all poor Albert Einstein ever tried 2 do with his formulas and ideas of figuring out the laws of the cosmos. I doubt he ever had pet sheep that could say his name, but the movie really is a must C, it is great and will make all laugh until UR either blue from windless lungs, or brown from defecating in your drawers. It was done in 1988, produced by Yahoo Serious, and is called YOUNG EINSTEIN, get it and watch it today. Then 4 all the doubters that think basically that I am merely a nut case on social security disability, Google up the mighty Minneapolis, Minnesota religion called, ECKANKAR. Join it 4 a while, and read their great stuff, then C if U wanna laugh at the things ol’ Mountainpen has been saying, telling, and blogging, as I am not alone here on an island with Donna, so whoooo-oooo 2 her 2. Not only were none of us born 2B alone as the great diva Donna Gaines summer puts it so well on this great song of hers, but I am not some lone island here making all these wild and way out sounding claims here over 4 years of blogging this MORIANITY project, these things R very real and they R all true. I never said that I know it all or that I am god all mighty. I do not know many things, I only say that when I claim 2 know this thing or that thing, then YO, screw U, because I KNOW, and the CCC on 10-SC Avenue and the Boardwalk has nothing 2 do with that, other than being part of some song lyrics from my music project of 2007, called, “KARAOKE LUNCHBREAK AT THE SORIAN GUARDHOUSE”, I wanted the title 2 read the SORIAN-18 GUARDHOUSE, but the examiners had a slightly different plan about that one, Melanie Bitterbad.

I was gonna print my mom’s story in her exact words, on this blog today, but since I am in a doozy of a pucked up situation right now on many fronts, this can wait until I can get my life at least semi-organized someday, and somewhat hopefully back a little bit on track, BRO!!!!!! It deserves 2B told, and 2 reasons R there 4 this. The first reason is retaliation 2 the Potter family of Chicago, Illinois, 4 what they did 2 me back in 1976,m nearly killi9ng my mother, and being willing participants in this via their operations with and through the great Astral World group known by some on this Earth, as the MILLIONTH COUNCIL, some just say the MC. There is no Dace Roth, I hit a typo yesterday on me’ whittle bwog Elmer Fwudd., WHAAAAA!!!!!! I obviously meant 2 type in DAVE ROTH.

Someone is helping me research the 3 best blog sites on the entire internet 4 me 2B on, and will even make me a great website and B the webmaster, they know all the ins and outs without spending a fortune, on getting my blogs read and exposed by those that WOULD have an interest in at least hearing my freaking story, and weeding out the ditz bags that make comments that have nothing 2 do with any of my fantastic nightmare hell, and could care freaking less. And then U think that MI heart is an ice machine, just because I wrote a silly double dumb ass song in 1986, called, “REAL GOOD GIRL”???

Once again, I want 2 stress a few quick points. First off, this is not a Mariah blog, she simply fits into lots of things throughout this nightmare story, and she made no attempt at all NOT 2B brought 2 my attention in 2008, both on this ECKANKAR plane with her music project, and on the Astral Plane with one huge wild interaction with her after another. I never ever even thought about her, so do not think I am just some obsessed fan; U would B in serious mistaken judgment with that conclusion. She sings like a caroling angel and has incredible talent and writes fantastic songs and I admit openly 2 being one of her biggest fans and always will B, all other stuff, is out of mi control, I am just telling things that happen and that happened, and as best and honestly as I am able 2 reconstruct and recollect things. Am I saying that the numerous potential connectable dots R not many and powerful and beyond fascinating? No sir I am not saying that. Am I saying that long B4 Mariah Carey ever did the 2008 project, look at all the stuff I was writing about in my blogs. If U all cannot put the 2 and 2 on a piece of notepad paper and make it come up a 4, then I SIMPLY MAY AS WELL REALLY GO DROWN MI-SELF IN THE C RIGHT NOW. U cannot tell me that is an untrue statement. The blogs R all right there, and totally chronologically accessible, as is her website, it all fits and she herself cannot tell me or any of U that it does not. www.blogger.com/ “BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN”. Then there is her fantastic website, go up on it, www.mariahcarey.com/ If I am so wrong, don’t tell me I misspelled the word Hercules, or that I need 2 break up my text with more separations and paragraphs, god all mighty, this incredible story is here in front of U all, and U act like it is totally unworthy of your attention, then U tune over and listen 2 the ditzy blogs of some teenaged starlit or recording artist, and take seriously, some ridiculous utter nonsense that any 4 year old in my day could have said, and said it much better in Hal David’s Resorts Casino letter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The blind indeed is leading the blind, CY it is silly 4 me 2 ask U then if UC what I am saying? U may B some hot shot lawyer or doctor or engineer or fortune 500 executive, some large entertainer, some powerful politician, but ask yourself one question, where will U and all of this power and net worth B, in relation 2U, in about 80 years? This tiny amount of time flashes by faster than anyone out here under 60 has a clue about. Coffee beans R stinking up your living rooms peeps, please try and wake up, just a little bit!!!!!

I AM HERE, Arnold. I am not back nor have I ever left. Got that one from U Perk. Let me ask U, would U have respected me more if I had let U get away with that night? I wrote that freaking waltz 4 my Sarah, 100 years ago, and it meant a lot 2 me. I did not need that bull shit, so I exited the scene. U and Paul and Sally, U all should B together, U and Rob the used car crook who sold me an unsafe vehicle that could have got me killed on the road along with maybe some poor old innocent persons, maybe some young kids. But none of U can do any wrong. A major left freaking death angel is striking me at exactly 10 past 2 PM as I speak. Come and get me Morty Mortino, if U can\\\\\\\||||||\\\\|||\\\ there BRR!!!!!!!!!!! Break that code, HA-HA-WHO gang from 1982!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYE!!

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