washcloths, chapter #5

The epitome of harassment, internet version
Washcloths, Washburn’s, and Watson clues
Chapter #5-subtitled-taking absolutely no prisoners
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Well, friends and enemies out here in the elusive silver butterfly areas of Valley Forge, PAUSAESMWG, I have some real heavy shit 2 mother pucking say on this diseased and persecuted Saturday, and this being bow, 2 Saturday’s in a row, and an entire group now of wall 2 wall super bad ass days, (BOTBARS), also called in the secret world of the GUATEMAYANS, DOTBARS. Chemtrails totally fill the skies all over Florida or at least in this area, and if not in other areas, it would most definitely mother trucking pucking follow me should I go 2 any other location, this is how all this works, and Clarence Harris attempted 2 prove me wrong back in the year 1999, he got so up set about it, I literally thought the man was gonna go right smack off of his nut. My story if ever taken seriously, would B more than enough 2 put all of this global society, off of its nut, and most likely forever, but still, that has never been my goal and objective, U all must believe this, I swear that under full penalty of perjury.

Motor cycle garbage is loudly roaring all over, planes R stalking me both out on the road as well as all around where I reside at the Manatee RV and Mobile Home Park on US Highway #1. This is a siege times ten to the 99th pucking exponent.

Last night is when this attack on me really got going, I am sparing this world no part of this awful story, this is the day some of my enemy WILL B INDEED genuinely sorry 4 going just a tad 2 pucking far with me in all of this endless persecution and undeserved life destruction. I took a few movies out of the library after completing my blog on yesterday, Friday, one of which the 2009 movie by the title of “17 Again”. Need I tell U right here and now anyone, that the rest of this blog will most likely B a record breaker, that is, in the things I now am going 2 say and tell, I have totally had it with peeps like Mister Data’s attitude of flattery, a not so much shared concept by the Entertainment Industry (EW) as U can C from all the FBI Piracy warnings all throughout the tapes or DVDs or BR discs, or whatever the freaking medium the performances R recorded onto. I have had it with the Jason Cali’s of the planet as well, but thanks 2 the BRUCE PENNOCK SYNDROME OF THE EARLY 70-D, time circa, back in Haddonfield, New Jersey, the Hick state, huh Grandfather, mistakes R made, even by the best of these twisted twats out here that love 2 use my pain and suffering and seem 2 know things about me long B4I am able 2 come 2 learn this all 4 myself. This was not imagined B4 moving in with Dawn Marie King in August of 2008 either. This lady called me and we spoke, and she assisted me with certain legalities whereby she said some of the stuff I had sent down on Halloween Day 2 the Library of Congress, needed 2B copyrighted in a different way than the way I had planned 2 get it all done, and went out of her way 2 talk about one tune out of 30 or more tunes sent down, called, “She’s Sarah-Stacey”. This was written musically in 2000, and words were put 2 this music in the springtime of the year of 2007. But enough of all of this, as this merely is 2 lead up 2 my up-coming points that all will now B following herein. Property damage attack struck me last night or at the very beginning of this day, just past the witching midnight hour as the occultists might refer 2 this nasty time on the clock. As 4 my personal clock problems, I have 4 other different nasty clock times per day 2 worry about, and midnight means nothing whatsoever 2 me. But I did not need 2 get even a third of the way through this 17 movie, and realized Y my headphones were totally blown up the very second that the movie DVD was so much as inserted into the player. At the total end, I would B willing 2 wager that the chance that this was a purely random act, would B in the odds range of billions 2 one against this. Now, how do these EXPLORATRON TRAVELERS know so much about me? Well the answer is totally simple. They R EXPLORATRON TRAVELERS, was this not easy. Surely, the answer was indeed, the question. Now I gave U some ideas 2 work with on how HYPERSPACE and the transdimensional universes inside of this huge 5th dimensional space operates, in an easy picture view, on my prior blog. But the complexities start creeping up when we begin asking ourselves questions such as Y is this being done, not the dreaming, but the intentional groups that form in the future, that decide 2 alter things in the past as well as create things ahead of them in the future. These complexities quantitatively expand rapidly, when we discuss more elaborated and detailed mechanics of just precisely who and what and especially HOW, this all is done, but B4 we go here, we need first go 2 an earlier ‘here’, so let me take U all there. Carlos Castaneda, had a few dream clubs if U wanna call these groups of dreamers this, these few men and women pioneers in a new concept and idea, along with the master who guided these peeps, known as Don Won Mattes, or a very similar name, it is all in these great dream books, written a while back, by this fantastic New-Age author. In future times, common sense tells a stumbling tortoise, that this concept turns into a scenario such as television beginning as a 6 inch screen with snowy fuzzy pictures, terrible sound, a few channels, maybe, and limited programming, and then evolving into what is out here and available right now, today, and then further expanding on this point, with an improvement curve that is even close 2 the all ready existing one, well, use your own imagination folks and peeps out here in Cyber-Ville!!!!!!! Let me take U down a few powerful paths, and without exploring how much is part of the electromagnetic spectrum that is involved in all of this since a movie is the subject and movies R recorded in electronic mediums that all operate along with the electromagnetic principles and systems, less than a week ago, the day of the blow out with Chrysler Financial Corporation, where they screwed me by reneging on a deal that they had just made with me a few weeks ago, all happened in a very strange way, but not a surprising way 4 me, as I know what goes on, and can C through the otherwise hidden and secret stuff that seemingly forever lies totally quiet and covert, and under the humanity radar screen of the conscious waking mind. This was regarding the other movie that I had borrowed from the Fort Pierce branch of the Saint Lucie County Library System, here in the non-music-fruit-state, of sunny Florida, USAESMWG. The name of it, and it is a very nice family movie, U should all enjoy it, is MISTY, about 2 small kids that were visiting grandparents and wanted 2 own some ponies from islands that lay out beyond the main land where they lived, that ran free. This was because they had breeded, after escaping a sinking Spanish Treasure Galleon off the coast of that area, nearly half a millennium ago, and they naturally had breeded up quite a nice population. The point of me telling U about this movie that U will need 2 get and C what I am about 2 relate with all of U right now is this: I had fallen asleep during the movie on Tuesday night, right at a spot where the kids were all set 2 buy these ponies after working hard and saving money earned, and planning this all so meticulously 4 young children. So the next day, last Wednesday came, and I ejected out the VHS cassette 2 finish watching later this coming evening when returning from errands of the day and home. B4I sat down 2 relax 4 the evening, with a dinner that I had just cooked and prepared, I called Chrysler Financial, since I was sitting on the edge of my bed opening up some bills, and saw this monster unexpected bill from them, and instantly called them up. This is all on prior recent blogging texts. They screwed me and made me come out about 200 dollars poorer, and said it was my fault that this happened. I cannot argue with them, it is a secured auto loan, and they can repossess if I do not always agree with their terms. Later upon trying 2 calm down, I put on the movie where it had left off from falling asleep on the previous evening watching it. Within 2 minutes of where I stopped watching it, came the part where the kids had been screwed out of a deal that they thought they had all wrapped up and in the bag, just like with me. This example is one, but I could have told 100 or more similar stories 2 all of U out here, over the past decades of my miserable life. I have come 2 learn that indeed, there is some unknown strange bizarre and force behind the world of the electromagnetic spectrum. Even at ‘17’, I played with this, with small tape recorders, even B4 meeting Zvonko, or Jim Burr, the MIGHTY. Actually and with all honesty and sincerity, it was the combination of my messing around with this ‘magnetic power thing’ that I knew there was much more 2 than other peeps believed that all existed around me in those times, and still in these times, along with the magical powerful FASCITAR, and Astral Plane encounters that all were shortly thereafter, 2 ensue with me and my life. This was not a choice on my part, the choice was made 4 me, just like the day that I dropped two thousand-three-hundred dollars at the Atlantic City Sands Casino, in late 1998 or early 1999 somewhere thereabout. But not even my business partner and Sally Starr, or anyone else 4 that matter, David, Jim, keep naming names until Dogtown freezes pucking over along with Philly-57, knows the full story about how this all was the nightmare beginning of things that still R haunting me and wrecking my life 2 this very mother pucking day.

When I did the song in 1986 called, “REAL GOOD GIRL”, so much more than U or even I all was pertaining 2 this incident in human history. It affects uplines, downlines, and the entire multiverse here in the centerline, of the relative 6th dimension thought plane, that the Eckankar religion calls and names, and is their property, the MENTAL PLANE. Google up the great religion of the light and sound by just typing in the word ECKANKAR. This fucking machine has a problem with this last sentence, so let the wavy lines stay there, there is nothing wrong with the sentence, it is simply a hack from the pucking diseased time traveling interferers. After I typed this in, the machine finally removed the green scraggly pucking lines, imagine that Ron Wirtz, Camden County, New Jersey Prosecutor!!!!!!!! I know many things, and still have many blanks yet 2B filled in, I will not lie 2 any of U4 a single second, BRR. We will come back 2 this in a while. Let us move it along 4 right now.

Was the SPEEDSHIP SUNRAM named 4 the 1970 SOLAR ECLIPSE? Was this more than just some adolescent’s vision of a large sea-going vessel run by solar power, and able 2 move at jet speeds? Was it indeed the accidentally stumbled onto post hypnotic suggestion, by a Doctor Mark ETTOS from Moorestown, New Jersey, the first session where he put me under a hypnotic trance in early 1997? Since the MILLIONTH COUNCIL has chosen fit 2 block out and omit my memory of his last name, I renamed him IMHO, quite fittingly 4 the freaking occasion. This same adolescent, me, seemed 2 know about the culture and concept of building mechanical men that would build more of their own, repair and replace themselves, as well as then go onto build and do all of the things and carry out all of the functions that R now done in this backward time period, leaving humankind totally freed up 2 learn, explore, relax, and do whatever the hell they may want 2, within reason and limits, and of course basic legalities. I told my special-education-instructor, Mister Ciprioni back in 1969, who was good friends with Misses Marola at the Haddonfield School known as Bancroft, where very powerful men of the times sent their children, such as Senator White, whose son came 2B a very good pal of mine, Mike, a very powerful thing about the famous “OHMMMM CHANT”. I had never heard of this anywhere, it was revealed 2 me in a powerful dream. This plays more huge parts in this messy story, but now we need get into the mighty Will MacAfee, the good friend of Dave Roth’s, who was as Dave called him, “The systems analyst”. A large group of pals, B4I had met David in early November of 1985, used 2 get together and would often go down at night, 2 a place called, Long Beach Island. This is where one day, an Exploratron had entered Wil, and taken him over, not the usual dreaming of entering and being reccesant within the dreamed in personality, but overriding the entity being entered and dreamed into, or in this case not meaning 2B humorous, but entering the will of Wil. This was actually a life in the late 22 hundreds that was asleep, and intentionally joined up with this ever present CES, remember this stands 4, the COLLECTIVE EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND, way more than a 20th century equivalent dreaming club/group. But more than this all happened here. A relative of Zvonko’s told me in 1974 when he brought 2 machines over 2 my apartment in Oaklyn, New Jersey one day while my mom was working at her office at Lavino Shipping, now the Inchcape Shipping Company of Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG, that “God will get U4 this”, she said this 2 me. Now some R interested perhaps in the reason that God is gonna get me, and just who this lady saying this 2 me really was. Melanie had called me after I had visited her Astrally, and she gave me a number that she wanted me 2 call on this Jersey island, and I forget it now, or I swear 2 the gods, I would print what it was at the time. I had a lot of fun traveling around once I was good at it, remaining then, on the physical plane, but using my glorified or ASTRAL-BODY. I was told by Melanie that the lady would give me some information that I needed 2 have, and all I wanted 2 do was tell her how she was my very fave recording artist, but she refused 2 talk shop with me nor allow me 2 tell her I was one of her biggest fans, and just kept insisting I call this number, and how urgent it would B4 me 2 do this. I called the lady and did not speak 2 her, and here is the full story never B4 revealed on MORIANITY or in any previous BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN. Eventually she counted a few digits, I thought she was asking me if I was dialing a correct number, until I came 2 realize that she kept saying the numbers over and over and no other thing was spoken whatsoever. These numbers were all of the prime numbers starting at number 2, up 2 the number 31. There R eleven of them.

Then she said the number 2 heaven ends with thirty-five, seventy-eight, and repeated this 3 times or maybe 4. Then she talked about round robin years, but I never spoke one word, she went on anyway. She then said and I’ll never forget this, 6 plus 9 plus 54 is 69, and 54 plus 14 is 83. B4I finish the story of Y she eventually said God would get me 4 this, let me tell and remind my BLOGAUDIANS, the year 1969 was the last year that I ever saw on 10-SC Avenue, the great SARAH. The 6 and the 9 in 1969 is 15, and I turned 15 years old on the 4th of December in the year of 1969. About a week later on, the chain was removed out of my strong locked box in my bedroom apartment closet. I was born in the year of 1954. Adding 15 and 54, does round-robin things in this simple mathematical calculation brings us right back to 69. It is a big weird round robin, but that is not all that is happening here, BRO!!!! Remember that the year 1983 was when I never was the same, my glands were somehow affected by these abductor WASHCLOTH peeps, and at the age of 28.5, I never have been the same again. As 4 the numbers of HEAVEN, 3-5-7-8, Sarah-Stacey Krassle’s very favorite 4 numbers R as follows: 12, 23, 7, and 17. Transferring these into numerological up numbers by slimming them all down into single digits of between 1 and 9, by adding up digits until these up-numbers remain, brings these 4 numbers indeed to 3-5-7-8, and one of the 4 needs not B slimmed down, the number 7. Then this wild lady went on 2 tell me one final thing, something about the fact that she owned the school I had attended at Ellisberg Circle in Cherry Hill, New Jersey in the autumn of 1970, and that after that I would B dominated by machines forever unless I did exactly what she told me 2 do. Well this naturally, frightened a 17 year old boy. I did not say a word but did not hang up. She asked me 2 speak 2 her and yet I remained totally silent. I was even breathing as totally silently as humanly possible, and remember concentrating on doing just that, even 2 this very freaking day. Finally she said that if I ever encounter those who wish 2 harm me in the game, the only way it can B overcome or stopped, is by a magical secret that she now was about 2 reveal 2 me, no quid pro quo, she just kept offering it up, word after word. They must B forced 2 come out in the open both in the world of the waking and the land of the dreaming, and at the very same time, and this is not an easy task 2 accomplish, she said, almost but perhaps not entirely verbatim. She did repeat, “They need 2B exposed on both sides”, and that IS a quote, and something I could never live 2 long 2 forget, it echo’s in my mind on very bad pucking days, SUCH AS TODAY, AND MANY RECENT DAYS AS WELL!!!!!!!!!

I have told all of U on many a prior blog that the stars in the galaxies out in the great expansion, R actually populations that reside close together on the Astral Plane, or Astral Cities. One in particular is Hydraglacia. The scientists have another mixed name-number 4 this great pulsating star in the heavens, that visited me here while awake, one night, in Folsom, NJUSAESMWG, while I was working at my part time 24 hour security job. This story is on www.blogger.com somewhere in 2006 and 2007 texts. It all happened, and it all is true, but U need 2 know just a wee bit more today peeps. This is the great ASTRAL CITY, that was there 2000 years ago guiding peeps then, 2 where my ancestor was born in a real shithouse of a stable. It is time 2 go a little bit into the beef that the Oriental lady had with the World Labs up in the future. But B4 we do this, let me discuss a causality issue that has been wrestled with by SIFI writers 4 years when making shows about physical time transportation. If I am doing this word document which I am, 4 an example, and suddenly desire 2 just make the last paragraph never B written, I simply go back, all though yes, it can B done with quick highlighting and then a delete or whatever, but using the method I’ll B describing better visualizes my point. I just hit the backspace key over and over, and forever erase what once was reality and what once was there and would have been real and part of things, only now, it is gone. It is a bit like the copyrighted cassette tape that I admitted 2 doing just this on. How do U mother fucking jerk offs, think I feel, inside of this endless box of torture, torment, agonizing hell, and ever present depression and desperation, knowing there can never ever B a way out of this HUNTINGTON CURSE, 4 me? U dare 2 poke fun and laugh at my pain. UR the lowest mother-fucking pile of disease imaginable by Satan himself, cubed, all of U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Does any of U know the pain I feel 4 causing so much shit? Do U think U know what I speak of, and U Hellyweird shitcanners out here do not know me from a used can of warm fucking beer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am not speaking of what Dawn’s accusation 2 me was just B4 my New Jersey departure out of pure pucking hell, I am speaking about the stuff I did, changed all of society, all of it, all the rotten new age days and misery of the 21st century, all is existing because of wild stuff that I did. Those that say off the top, this is total bull because U cannot even pay your car bills and rent 4 the month as U claimed on your last blog, so how, just how can UB causing huge stuff? Let me answer U, it is only fair of me 2 do this 4 all of U, the curious, the skeptical, the non-believers, and even the down right full-blown Missourians. Now all of U have heard of the domino-effect. Push one against another, line up 10 miles of dominos and wow, and my response is fuck your damn wow, Admiral 86 Whales. Just watch this peeps. My first 10 dominoes were small, but the next 10 were a little larger and heavier, and so were the next 10, and so were the next and the next and so forth. After 1000 or 5000 dominos, large 20 foot bricks R tumbling over, and after miles and miles, sky scrapper size dominoes R falling straight into each other. Nobody ever said the dominoes had 2 all B created freaking equally, I never did anyway. I have taken part in major things, and have been contacted, not by peeps who at the time I knew any of this mind U, but later came 2 realize, just who these Exploratron travelers were. As with the domino example, take the Carlos Castaneda clubs of today and imagine clubs and groups millions strong, collectively doing all sorts of things, not all bad, but some, definitely ranging in-between quite mischievous, and down right Hitler Style!!!!!!! And Y, because they can do it. Making a LSS, I was told 2 acknowledge that I would join a club called the Lasmists, by this lady on LBI. I just softly laughed. She then replied, “U dare 2 laugh at us, caveman”? I said nothing. She asked me again; join up right now with us. I said nothing. A long pause ensued, and B4 a very loud hang up sound shortly thereafter ensued, she said harshly 2 me in a very different vocal tone, “GOD WILL GET U4 THIS”. That very night, I was taken 4 the first time 2 a place on the ASTRAL PLANE known there as the BRIGGBASE, run by the LAMBRIGGER CULT, and under the authority of the MILLIONTH COUNCIL. I saw the entire cycle of my lifetime as Mountainpen. I was old and it was no longer a dream. My hair and my teeth were 4 the most part, all gone. I saw a reflection in the mirror and I looked ancient. I was back at my special education school and nothing in my entire life had ever worked out, not one single thing, not financially, socially, just a life of unfathomable misery, and I remembered this totally with vivid accuracy and immense detail. I was not feeling well suddenly and found myself taking a nap, or merely going 2 bed B4 the normal time 4 bedding down. I died in my sleep, and when I woke up, it was all a bad dream, only I MOTHER FUCKING TOTALLY KNOW THAT IT WAS NO BAD DREAM, I REMEMBER MANY THINGS EACH TIME AROUND, and this has been going on more than 200 times, and will until the time comes where I agree 2 become a LAMIST while speaking 2 this island lady.

The guard I worked with beginning in the year of 2005, was in a special weird club known as the FURRIERS, and they have 2 this very day, annual conventions 4 this fetish group. He was a young man about 23, was bisexual, and lived in a world of the comic book and videogame. Watch out 4 these growing majorities of peeps, they may not B exactly what we think they R, or really, WHO!!!!!! He put me onto a seemingly benign thing, blogging my life story onto the World Wide Web or the internet. I find it very interesting that the movie called, “102 Dalmatians”, involved a furrier, a non spotted dog such as myself, until Scylla put YANCY’s all over my body, or Astrally called this, and Earthly called in the English language, POLKA-DOTS. I know Paul sold me out, this was bad enough, and selling his SPR tune 2 Disney, and obviously behind my back, but he knew about my always cycling around and starting again at 17, he made fun of it, but must have informed the mighty Jason Cali. I cannot believe 4 a second, in 3 powerful coincidences, both movies, and my headphones blowing up 4 no fucking good reason last night, just as I was about 2 sit down and watch the show.

The great SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE or (SSJKK) said 3 things directly 2 me, and by mortal world opinion, 2 things, or sentences. Let me examine the amount of letters totaled up in these 3 sentences, it is more than interesting mi loyal MORIANS. “I’M DARKER THAN YOU ARE”, CONTAINS 18 LETTERS. “YOUR FRIENDS ARE IN THE SHOP”, CONTAINS 23 LETTERS, as does a statement she made on Pearl Harbor Day 2 me, in a powerful DREAM-INTERACTION, in the year of 1996, “GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS”. I Admit she actually said, “Let’s play a game boy, let’s play-----GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS. Still, 23 letters in both this and one of her 2 waking world statements, YO. I could say much more if time freaking permitted. Later is as good as now. I’m not darker than her, that is 4 sure, but I’m opening up new topics 4 later further discussions.

Long ago, by mortal world standards, somebody told me an amazing and quite terrifying thing. U put it in whatever order fits your individual cozy zones, BRAH!!!!! Powerful peeps with all the power and money and things and sex and U name it, just as the gods on the Astral Plane, tend 2 bore somewhat quickly with this, after all what now once U can have it all, and get it all, 4 a long time? These peeps also R ‘invited’ in similar ways 2 join clubs eventually, similar 2 this situation I had, with this lady on Long Bitch Island. U do not say no by the way, that is not forbidden, UC, THE GODS’LL GET U 4 IT, BRO!! This club is the Earthly part of the club I was invited 2 join, and punished forever upon mi refusal 2 join. Lenny McKinnon the 1980 record promoter knows a little about this type of joining-intimidation, and it was even visited cleverly on a “Law and Order” TV epiosode, with the large black record company executive that threatened artists 2 sign with him at gunpoint, do not B in 2 big a hurry 2 grab Harold Lloyd and begin yukking it up, these things R not total fiction, or even semi-fiction, that is truth peeps!!!!!

Time is running down and out 4 me, not U, not Ralph, not Sandy, not Betty, and well, let us not challenge the fate gods 2 much more today, things R Greengrass County Superman Dangerous around here right now, a little bit of discretion and sky-subtleties may B in good taste as well as health advised. I will tell much more after these miserable freaking helliday holidays R over, they love 2 attack the family that is behind all of them, am I really so wrong lads and lassies?

Maggie, open command on G-7, scan and destroy my enemies, and I better begin seeing wildfires, twisters, floods, quakes, volcanoes, and all manner of global retaliation 4 this horrendous attack upon me, G189 and stop.

Governor Arnold of Cali, I am more than back as U totally now know, I AM HERE, BRO, and I am not gonna go freaking pucking down real easy. U of all peeps, know the power of playing with magnetics, U know, your wife’s movie, and then the 2 biggest quakes in recent Cali history. I have lots more 2 talk about here later on my friend, keep working out, U look great.

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