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THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
‘STAY OUT OF MY BLOODY TAXICAB’
WORLD LABS SBT-DATE AND TIME FILE: C03—061510.570
Chapter 03—subtitled: “Leaving Florida After-all”


Beginning Transmission:


A pretty wild story is ahead, if U ain’tinda mood, get off this blog, you’ve been officially warned. I may B leaving this state and putting many thousands of miles behind me soon, far out 2 sea, but not millions or even 20,000, Mister Scott, and Docner Nichols, I have a special hear, I hear everything, from all of U, when U sleep and eat, wheat U say about me, how much U all hate me, some openly and some secretly, and the force that is making it so, huh Captain freaking Picard. If U think real secrets R kept from the Mountain, then U and Mohammad R both quite naïve.

I am not at all happy with this new life. I was far better off, and happier, in my RV. Yes, this is true, and I made another giant mother pucking mistake. On top of that, I appear 2B the shortest person in Florida, the average height of grown women is 6”2”, and men about 2 inches more, the average height of kids between 10 and 17 is around 3 or 4 inches shy of six feet. Me being just a hair but over 5 feet, I now have an officially injured neck, just trying 2B polite and look people here in the eye. I know that this is all some powerful supernatural game; I know that I am not imagining anything, and I know none of U will believe me. Back in the summer of 2000, 2 men accompanied me 2 Atlantic City, one a famous recording artist of the past, and the other his pal Rob Hartley. They know this is being said and they know it is true, they could not have forgotten this day in such a short time, whether we all turn into machines or carpenters, or not, back B4 the hot pig pollution nineties arrive!!!!!!!!!

After reading on a while, some out here R gonna say, hay but wipe, how can U let this even concern U, let along bother U so much, as so much more powerful stuff is occurring around U that this is total insignificance next 2 the bigger fish frying away in the 1986 bay. Also U may B pissing yourself 2 learn what has gone so freaking wrong in my life after finally finding a special social worker and people 2 help me. Since I am a diagnosed nutcase, certified as a total fucking lunatic legally by the United States Federal Government and this is YI also totally know with mother pucking certainty that no one will take much of this one bit seriously. That does not matter. It is not how many laugh and mock me, it is how many read this shit that matters. Your awake and conscious level mind is running one way, but the mental words deeper inside of U, know fully well what I tell U is total truth, and is naturally blocking this information from surfacing into your wake-a-day world existence, so U will get off the blog and humanly laugh, some will draw ugly caricatures of me with horns or space cadet hats, but my mission will succeed in the long run, and T-H-A-T is what’s freaking of urgency here, and nothing else. I AM ONE FUCKING TOTALLY DOG SNOT LICKING MISERABLE PERSON, AND EVERYONE EVERYWHERE HUMANLY IS SETTING ME UP, HATING MY FUCKING GUTS, AND SEVERELY INJURING ME, PLAYING A GARGANTUAN GAME IN THE PROCESS!!!!!!! Putting things quickly, politely, and straight forward, 4 me aniwho, things RRRRRR—EEEEEE—AAAAAA—LLLLLL fucking bad, and that is an under exaggeration times ten to the exponent of 9999999!!!!!! First of all, AARP came through, I wish they hadn’t now, the position I have is so horrible that I wish some mother fucking bastard would do a casino-movie-NICK, and put a gun 2 the top of my head and just blow straight down. Every second, I WISH I WAS FUCKING TOTALLY DEAD AND GONE, this is agony and misery beyond any excruciation any of U can imagine. I would gladly take the place of the combined total of every Jewish prisoner being tortured during Hitler’s days of concentration camps in Germany, as long as in exchange, after I suffered through this entire terra-hell, I would then finally B free and it would all end and B forever mother fucking over!!!!!!!!! No human understands my hell, nor do they want 2 even make the mother fucking attempt. They could all give a rats licking ass dick in furies of flaming hell about me or any of my woes and plights. As bad as all of things were, it multiplied in what I term, “WORSENING-STAGES”, and these times being, when I met Jim burr at the Professional Careers Institute at one Cherry Hill Building, Suite #200, in Cherry Hill, New Jersey in the summer time of the year of 1973. The next worsening-stage was ten years later in 1983 when I moved into an Atco, New Jersey home and rented it from a man named Gerald Pliner, the owner of the L&S Nursing Home, also in Atco. The next one was in 1995, the beginning of the biggest ever in history, 3-year-bull-market rally on the United Stated Dow Jones Stock Market system. I had recently sent the book down 4 copyright, “The Permission Barrier”, back on Boo-Day of 1994, (10/31), and memories of a powerful awesome teenager were just beginning 2 surface. The final worsening was in 2006, WHEN I BEGAN 2 THINK THAT I WAS GONNA BLOG MY NIGHTMARE LIFE ONTO THE WORLD WIDE WEB OF THE INTERCONNECTING NETWORKING COMPUTER SYSTEM. George Straight the country vocalist should really belt this out right now in my fucking honor, “NEED I SAY MORE”, or maybe he should sing it this way and alter the spelling in the lyric just a bit, CHANGING IT 2 NONE OTHER THAN, “NEED I SAY MOHR”!!!!!!

If U can hear me MIGHTY BEACH-MAN of 1974, and I know who UR, please let me out of here, please, if U wanna work through me, then allow the ME part 2 totally fall under your ES domination and sleep through it, in much the same way that women say they sleep through sex after losing the fire with their hubbies. U do what U godda do BRO, and let me fall asleep and unaware. Maybe today is the day that I tell more than I have told since I began in the spring time in 2008, 2 put things together that connect my relatives in Long Island, New York. My life was always far from normal, I never asked 4 any of it, it just grabbed me at the gofuckingbat, and refused 2 let go.

Not only is my job beyond hell and makes the previous job back in New Jerseyhicks compare as a prized and precious jewel, but the entire way all the things happened that led me into all of this new life, is not safely bloggable, not with me being this weak magnetically, not in a quadrillion mother fucking centuries. I know what I know, and I know what I am safe 2 tell and say while being this weak right at the present time. All freedom in this country is gone, I feel so very sorry 4 all the kids of the country, under 45 years of age, and none of U will never know the freedoms that once we not only all had, but took so ridiculously 4 granted. So without ever putting the letter D back B4 the letter C, Copyright Examiners, or the letter G back B4 the letter C, and so on, yes, we did not know just what we had, and Joanie Mitchell can put up parking lots all over this evil nation from one end of the time spectrum all the way 2 the other freaking end, and it changes absolutely nothing. This entire trip 2 Florida was a giant set up, and meeting April Lee was as well, all a set up, and one man in this government knows this on some personal level, as it was in his eyes in such a powerful way when he made the damn statement on the “Law & Order” television show, “HELL HAS NO WRATH LIKE A PISSED OFF TEENAGED GIRL” YO BRO, U must B the most intelligent man in all of American politics, Senator!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I NEED NO RADIO OR TELEVISION 2 TELL ME THE DOW JONES IS GOING UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, THE PHILLIES R LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING, AND THE FLYERS MUST HAVE AS I SAID THEY WOULD, W-O-N ---T-H-E---S-T-A-N-L-E-Y---C-U-P!!!!!!!!!!! This is a parallel of events that is so strong that it is like practically no other ones. The only stronger and higher percentage 4 an (A) event causing a (B) event, would B that example that I have cited in many prior blogging works over 4 or more years now, where a dude walks into a real tough bar and hollers out some super insult 2 everybody, and then 4 any given (A) event of him doing this, and then as he tries 2 exit the bar and get away, the (B) event being he will get an ass kicking that will live in infamy with President Roosevelt, I can give a prediction that 100% is the PE 4 this. Now the Dow/Flyers/Phillies/Me PE may not B 100, but it is high fucking nineties BRO, and THAT, ----- U can take 2 King Heinz Nebuchadnezzar’s Long Island Bay.

As soon as I posted up blog chapter number 02, the last blog back late Saturday afternoon, and drove straight over 2 South Beach 4 a dip in the sea, all HELLFIRE fucking broke loose. I get 2 where I normally go, and 2 separate total sluts were annoying me big time, one was more normal in build, the other was a small “GIANT, and built like a mother fucking double brick shitfuckinghouse. Each were separate, they were not together, at least by my best judgment, I will not bore U with the details. They both flirted with me worse than that awful slut back in 1998, Beach-Stacey as I came 2 call her, later learning her name was SHARON, in ways 2 bizarre 2 get into right now, it is on long ago blogged archives however. One was blaring horrible music from her car; the other had a very expensive white van, the giant. They both annoyed me so bad that B4I even got 2 the beach itself, I turned right around and marched right back 2 my car and drove away. I drove down the road a ways and tried another beach, all was well. I was left alone, and got 2 take my fucking swim without some children bothering me, I do not think these sluts were much over the legal age, and they were both, TOTAL TRASH!!!!!!

At the risk of offending Terry Egghead scatterbrainhater with these words, here we go now jumping all around. Estelle Andersen Arthur Perkowski Bassler had 2 numbers in her life back when the days of the late nineteen sixties were turning into the seventies, and all the shit was starting with me with this dangerous powerful GODDESS SCYLLA known also P-R-I-N-C-E as SARAH-STACEY-JEHOVAH-KRASSLE. One of these numbers was the address of her hotel on TENNESSEE AVENUE, the other was her telephone number designation at her home in South Atlantic City at 30 South Plaza Place. Both numbers matched perfectly, the 3-digit code agent numbers of the man on the mission 2 save Planet Earth, on the original Star Trek television show, with GARY SEVEN. Numbers were4 all there cosmically 2 prove all of this right up here in this very present time, and includes the very single digit number of the main agent, GARY-(7). 7 is one of SSJK’s absolutely fave numbers. 7 and 12 R her 2 most favorite, and SHE has so many more as well. It is based on 3 and 4. 3 plus 4 is 7 and 3 times 4 is 12. Also, 7 plus 12 is 19, and 7 times 12 is 84. Zvonko’s invention caused the entire planet 2 go off on a very wild direction in the year of 19-84. Did the writer of Orwell all ready have this information? I doubt it, as it is all a part of that good old “Cosmic-Solvings”, and those lovely ongoing and endless dual-letterings, in this case (CS)!!!!!!! The 3 and the 4 R based on the powerful illusions. The (3) is magical in religion as the godhead is a trinity, this is Y the first time matter is cut in half once 2 many times, it becomes a tiny spherical piece of circuitry in LAWTRONICS, with 3 sub-atomic particles all inside and doing their things so perfectly and well ordered, the electron, the proton, and the neutron. The (4) is magical as the illusion of flat surfaces is the created product of forces that R all part of these 3 interacting sub-particles. These flat surfaces produce the 4 directions of north and south and east and west. All these coding systems R markers, they have always been there, but who is looking 4 the truth? Now the other thing that boggles man’s wonderful mind is really the boggle of mine. Y would a creative force the way any of U think of it or believe it or call IT, remain in a separate domain from us, and not desire 2 interact directly with all of us, and all the time? YYYYYYYYYY? There would B no reason at all, Y SSJK would NOT WANT 2 do this!!!!!!!! SHE DOES DO THIS, and all the time. I do not care who believes this, who hates me 2 blog this, TOUGH BEER, TOUGH BEANS, AND TOUGH GANGS, BRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sometimes SHE comes here as male, other times as female, sometimes with more memory while awake of HER true identity, other times, with less, once, so it appears, SHE, or as HE, came with FULL TOTAL RECALL, huh GUV???????? Reincarnation, indwelling, dreaming, exploratronics, hyperspace traveling, and so much more, is all totally logical, and no one anywhere has a clue what is going on. The problem is always that some small bits of knowledge R very dangerous. Only by understanding all of what MORIANITY preaches, can the truth ever come forth 2 this blind, ignorant, judgmental, and arrogant world. Just who the fuck is MANKIND 2 say that I am wrong, when I know that I am right. SHE spoke 2 me as I began loading this disc into this very word processing computer machine, using a wild looking blond lady. We had a short little talk, and she told me how angry “GOD” is at the world right now. Of course SHE is angry; the world has injured me horrifically. I AM THAT BOY, {{{(((SHE)))}}} CALLS ME THAT BOY, and Y does SHE call me THAT-BOY??? Because it is a name very SPECIAL 2 SCYLLA, her doggie, YANCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just ask the UNITED STATES COPYRIGHT OFFICE, it’s all on my BOO-2007 musical project that I sent down 2 them, entitled, “KARAOKEY LUNCHBREAK AT THE SORIAN 18 GUARDHOUSE”, only they would not PERMIT-MER, Uncle Heinz Gottwald, cameras and all, 2 use the number of 18 on the title, they know Y and I know Y, DUH!!!!!!!!!

Not 2 excite the Scott Sarah Callio Calvin (Mystery Daters) 2 much here lads and lassies and Lab Dogs, but I ‘opened the door’ just a while back about MORIANITY, and one of its secret ‘knowings’, and how these R indeed, the only possible explanation 4 all of the wild Kennedy mysteries of the nineteen-sixties. Right about now, I am beginning 2 wonder if they have read these blogs from a little while back, and if so, if they R smelling major hyper-time stinking away overdone coffee beans yet. Hey BRO, shut the alarm clock off, it will not stop by itself and the room really stinks now, so Y not jut pucking WAKE-UP-PEEPS!!!!!! I cannot B totally blatant, and I am quite sure SSJK is good and pissed off at me 4 taking this even 2 this level. Smart peeps R up here as well on these blogs of mine, as well as all the butt-wipes that hate me and wish me evil. They know what has 2B going on, what other possibility could B going on. If SHE was not afraid of losing life as SHE knows it now humanly, or its style, things would alter quickly, and I really hate seeing HER torn up with this, but this is not made up nor is it ignorable. Let us all examine some hard 2 argue with facts. When it comes into the getting down and dirty time 4 closely examining all the unexplained mysteries in most of our lives as citizens of the Planet Earth, like most things and death being the prime one, FEAR factors always love 2 kick in and control and manipulate the way that I assure U that we all would differently feel regarding so many things, if fear could B in fact totally removed. Let us B brave and look at 2 powerful dream-interactions that all my audience should know of that both took place in the space of just a couple of months, and in the 2nd half of the year of 1980. The earlier first one was in one of June’s first few days, and later the other one early in the autumn of ’80. The first one was when SSJK sang HER lovely song 2 me, called, “LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS”. I was memory blocked back in the awake world, remembering but the smallest amount of the song yet the intensity of the experience should have warranted a total recall of it or most of it at least. The second one was when the black cat on a bus gave me the next evening’s lottery number, by meowing the word “DIE” 2 me, over and over. I told the lady whose lap this cat6 was on, “Your cat is telling me 2 die, lady”. She then calmly retorted, “No he isn’t, he is giving U the next 3-digit lottery number in Pennsylvania”. Then she went on 2 add, that sometime the cat gets it perfectly in order and sometimes the digits R all inverted, but that the 3 digits always R correct. She also went on 2 explain that the ‘D-I-E’ that was being sounded unmistakably in the meow, was letter #4, letter #9, and letter #5. Indeed the box of this lottery pick came out the following evening in your “WAKING WORLD”, as 5-9-4, and is on record 2 this day in Pennsylvania. If U Google around, U can come 2 learn the very following day of my powerful interaction with GAWKY GAUKAUK!!!!!!!!!!!!! 28 years later, HE told me lots more about his system 4 operating many things through as he calls it, magic-math!!!!!!!!!!! Using it is not magic however, and requires not just knowing the exact mechanics 4 its usage, but the skill of adapting how 2 make it operate correctly and successfully, nothing that great, is ever gonna freaking B that EASY, not EAST, sorry Brucie for the typo or the (PBHE) with or without any lessons in genealogy. !!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, LOIS FOCA and Lottery, both start with the letter of (L), the 12th letter of the English alphabet. Yeah Ernie Merker OL’ BOY, just when will this blind world really ever believe in the hypersphere, soon, never, 1969, 9691, or when man cries a billion tears somewhere between 2525 and 9999???????? I am not a time traveler, and the parlor trick does not make the magic disappear peeps, it is wild ass magic, and powerful 2 boot, bloody shoes and all notwithstanding!!!!!!!!!

Awake-mind DOES 1 HUGE THING PEEPS. IT REVERSES REALITY. Knowing that is knowing it all, but still U may say bullshit; because Y then can I not feel that I know it all when in fact I do know this fact, me that is? I do know it, totally, as I know that 2 plus 2 is 4. I exaggerated, I do not get 2 know everything just because I know that my conscious mind is decoding and reversing the energy world around me, but I fully am aware that it all is indeed being reversed, that is a pretty high percentage of omniscience, BRO!!!!! Everything around us is perceived as MASS. ‘Matter’ is a good interchangeable word that is more identifiable with less formally educated peeps. Also, our civilization with its preposterous notions and ideas that any real creation force or forces, must B (MALE) gender when not perceived in the time world anti-neutrality is absurd and quite flabbergasting 12 say the very least. When I ever C a man having a freaking baby, at that point I’ll surrender my opinions and perceptions 2 the contrary. Our ocean is a pure energy that moves and thinks, and brought sentient life into this world. It did this in six huge periods or day-steps, and after billions of years as years now R measured, the job was finished. SSJK never gets tired, and it is a lot of bullshit that SHE rested on day 7. Still, things all got recorded and presented in this way, and who is gonna believe someone who’s on a first name basis with the All Mighty God of the world? This water in our oceans did not come from here. Ask any scientist that has all their degrees and marbles. They may not yet know that Jupiter spewed this out from her bowels and it then traveled through 500 million miles of space and ended up sucked into our planet gravitation system, and all because, SHE dreamed it so, hurt feelings or not, as I was not in the equation until AD-1986 and RGG was written and sent 2 the USCO, BRAHHH!!! Another thing the human mind tricks us into seeing and therefore believing, is that objects R flat surfaces in the great expansion. The ultimate joke is that the entire expansion itself is still seen as a certain size going out at all points yet not all eventually and of course LAWTRONICALLY, completing the circuitry of the system. This is even after the great persons of the world of the sciences now know and claim that indeed space IS curved, yet they still continue 2 entertain the full truth and make the leap that it all goes all the way around from any point and angle, in roughly sixty trillion or so terra light years, or 360 septillion miles in circumference. The freaking great Hubble-scopes reach red-shift at the curve in any direction at roughly 15 billion light years, this is similar 2 a person on the shore looking outward into the sea and wondering how many horizon curve points there R until it all comes right back 2 where they R standing. Mind while awake and interacting on the realm of the tangible and the physical is descrambling the energy world around us that is mere waves and particles, and by a powerful biological process known nothing of in detail here in 2010, manages 2 divide this reality by roughly 34.7 billion miles per second, allowing our minds here and now 2 falsely live and believe in this physical world of matter, it literally has successfully descrambled the energy world into the world of mass. Yes 34.7GMPS is a rounded off C-Squared, or 186282 X 186282 Statute Miles per Second, (SMPS). But MORIANITY only begins on this level, what happened 2 me physically as the (me) that I am dreaming that I am now, Michael Wayne Mountainpen, The real powerful stuff always remains in the non decoded or descrambled energy world. This is where the real U is, the U inside, the mistaken idea that U have this thing, when U {R} this thing, ‘SOUL’ and just where is it? Well, it is inside U, not inside your mind or your head, or your physical guts. The real U, or (soul) is quite naturally zero-dimensional. The entire expansion outward, starts with the dreaming that U all love 2C as ‘real-tangible-life’. Here R the 2 greatest kept real secrets on this planet in all times, the entire 4th dimension, one is that the creative force always lives amongst us and takes the same form, long B4 humans were humans, we were other things, and so was SHE, again 2 match, and so forth. The other one is bigger and deeper than this one, and that is that no complexity is real, how can it B, nothing really, is larger than zero. Only the void is real, or the truth thus is the VOID. Therefore, things such as ES (EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND) 4 one perfect example, runs very automatically and without a lot of pre-planning and complex learning and growing of intricate technologies. The hypersphere itself is self-propelled, THERE IS PERPETUAL MOTION!!!!!!!! It experiences itself during a sixty trillion year period, if it was measured as times that this little world of ours would orbit its closest star which of course is our sun, (SOL). Nothing is bigger or smaller than this simple honest truth. Pondering on this causes U2 realize the question of, how could anything else B true? Still, ES must B further discussed now on this blog, as in the world of lesser dimensions, time is quite real or so it seems, and so R all of the differing and varying parallel other worlds in hyperspace, or the 4th and the 5th dimensions added onto the basic 3. Let us talk then about organized Exploratronic Traveling as well as the ES, or the Exploratronic Supermind. Organized ES verses all other ES activity is sort of like the comparing of anarchy with governments.

Let me open it all up, I am not gonna B quite as subtle as Sky might wish me 2B, I’ll probably get a ‘visitation’ in my ‘dreams’, oh well, as long as Mister DeGama doesn’t cut my lungs out again, so far since the 21st century, he has behaved himself, it is not 1970 in July anymore, hurray!!!!!!! Anyway, the difference in the example being that most parts of global society in all known times is organized and governed even on head-hunter islands of the cannibals, as opposed 2 random and chaotic societies, and in Exploratronic Supermind activities, the majority IS NOT the organized SUPERMIND, nor do ‘they’ label and name their 5th dimensional travel club by this term of ES.

I am not a time traveler, I am an aware Exploratron. Listen up real/e carefully now peeps, if U can, give it the old college try, U might just B glad that U did. I am me and only me, most of the time, as is the case with the majority of all of U as well. However, upon occasion, another paralleling universe (ME) or one of my ‘doppelgangers’ becomes dominant, but rarely, and when it happens, it is definitely by pattern, and is triggered by things and events around me while awake at the time. ONLY the ‘Supermind’ can dominate over extended periods as single NON-‘alter-ego-selves’. It is time 2 say outright now, that it should B quite obvious 2 anyone seriously studying what I discuss and tell over years of blogs now, that just because somebody dies in one universe at the age of 10 or 30 or 80, in another part of the hyperspace, the same individual may have died at a totally different age all together. Those few aware and awake mortals who R capable of moving onto the Astral Plane using either the FASCITAR, or ‘their’ other ways and methods, that they B in fact using and that works 4 them, most or all of them know a powerful secret. This is that all of time inside all of the hyperspace, the entire 4th and 5th dimensions in their total entirety, can B entered from the Astral Plane. They may or may not remember that there is a ‘gate-warning’ so 2 speak. If U do not go back 2 where U came from, U will B given an immediate case-grievance as it is termed on the Astral Plane, by the AWA, (the ruling MILLIONTH-COUNCIL). Now I mentioned the FASCITAR or the way 2 really do these things and not wonder if I am some nut case making up a wild story, and I also mentioned a similar gate within the usage of this tool, and have named it the WAKING-FREEZE. This is literally the fear factor of the ‘trip’, and this is experiencing the nineteen-sixties, without the acid-25 pills, traveler. I believe NASA was case-grievanced in 1980, when there secret cat was first messing with me. 3 years B4 that, I had my first experience with him, but that is a story 4 another time still 2 come. Overcoming the fear of the waking-freeze, is not reality 4 most mortals, they brag, they write books, but most of them R having very vivid dreams only, they R not shutting totally off the physical dream in the hyperspace they leave, and transferring awareness into energy realms. Overkill would B2 stand at ground zero where a nuke bomb goes off, no difference, just overkill. Of course, the body is not there 2 return there, but I am beyond that worry, so I type the story in this fashion. By willing yourself literally with all your desired-might, 2 someplace on the Astral Plane, and without knowing any, it becomes a more difficult task quite obviously, instantly, U do not wake up nor go into a dream, it is like really being in those movies UC from time 2 time, U really R in that “other-place”, and there is no bullshit or doubt about it, or Lenny’s old girlfriend, miss Chillie the hotstuff. The more we try and play games with hyperspace, the worse it gets 4 the entire collective, and when UR not on a turned on and sentient level 2 any of this, it will go over your head and life, but it still is going on. If U step into a radiation field, U may not feel a thing, but we all know how the great Marie Curie and her hubbie met up with Morty Mortino, (DEATH). Now I can bypass the astral plane all together and go straight 2 the void because I know about the void, I am the void, I experience the void, and I can re-dream directly into the point I came from, or from another, but even though the AS and their mighty MM cannot Case-Grievance me on it, the same results happen, making me believe that the warnings R merely mirrored reflections of the deeds containing their own built in punitations. Some of these ideas contain some of the various elements of truths of Y my life started going real badly after Patricia Hollister and her tapes and the Fascitar all came into my human world life, and on and on, back in the early nineteen seventies.

On various deeper and buried mental levels of the mind and its sub-consciousness, we all R doing various parlor tricks with no awake mind awareness 2 it, these things include and R in no way limited 2, all the things we hear discussed, deju-voo, thinking of a friend we haven’t thought of in a year and the phone rings and bingo, and all these things. But never confuse organized ES, again this means (EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND), with either Astral Plane traveling with waking world awareness, or mind tricks and parlor tricks of various other natures. Also, without real honest true awareness 2 the mechanics about the stuff just now discussed, it is all thereby as totally meaningless as a bug. U have no clue about a thing, so hence, all meaning vanishes. There is an old saying that, “the life is in the blood”. This parallel wisdom can B applied here by just adding these following words regarding what is being discussed here in this blog: “MEANING IS IN THE KNOWING”. Again we go back 2 that almost worn out cited example where 1000 people all live in houses with a secret room in their attics and inside each one is a billion dollars worth of god and silver and jewelry. Knowing and then meaning, is the equivalent 2 one of these families out of the 1000 residents in these homes all containing great treasure, suddenly finding the door and the secret panels, and the treasure, and now suddenly, their entire lives R transformed literally overnight. All 999 have the potential 2 do the very same thing, but if they stay in the unawareness mode 2 their treasures, they will live their lives of poverty and struggles, with all that booty and loot right above their noses the entire time, YO. This is still the best illustration that I can provide, and I know it is a reiteration, and is long worn out, so sorry ‘level 4 and 6’, keep your stereo set down, and watch out on the ground, YO!!!!!!!!!!!

U know, when I played the Shuttle shot on the large system I had back in the days B42 many had home theatres or knew much about connecting their video and television systems through their stereo amplifier and loudspeaker systems, as I can still hear the great Diana Ross and her words of wisdom about ‘those little tiny TV speakers’, in 1983 when she was talking during her Central Park Manhattan Concert, but when I played the space shot that was the one either B4 or maybe 2 of them B4 the Challenger Disaster in 1985, the management office of the Robin Hill Apartments, acted as though I had committed some unspeakable act, and it was the talk of the place until my mom and I moved out and left 4 the great Highland Avenue of Cinnaminson, New Jerseyhicks, in the great USAESMWG, just west of the tennis courts. There was no reason 4 this huge deal that was made of this, it only lasted 5 minutes or less, and was the only loud noise that I ever made there other than the one other time that my earlier blogs may have made a mention of. NASA through their connections with McDonnell Douglas tried 2 murder me on the highway number 295 in New Jersey in early 1988. Still, 100 other things all happened, but will not B blogged right now. A chopper came right over me from the direction of the space coast and NASA when I left the beach after getting one up on the enemy and leaving the place where they sent those 2 horrible young sluts 2 persecute and harass me, back on Saturday.

We all leave ourselves CLUES, even if we R not in fact, DOMINANT EXPLORATRONS of the COLLECTIVE EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND of the ‘CESTC’ or the CES Travel Club. Kinda rhymes with Callio and Septic, as in her great city water company, YO, www.acmua.com/ so go up and look at their website, BRO!!!!!! But as 2 those great clues BRO, we only C them in our ‘hindsight’. This is all that is possible while awake, but we do send ourselves these clues, huh Chief Star Ship Engineer Jordy Squared??? Yet it still remains of the utmost urgency 2 look then 4 these clues in our past that indeed so often really do explain our present. If 4 no other reason this is proof that MORIANITY’S teachings about exploratronics is 100% accurate and real.

When I re-read my own blogs, simple clues R staring me in the face, and may even include the many typos or even the hacks, who can really ever totally know? Clues R in many things such as phrasings, random amounts of countless things such as the number of times that I may say this thing or that thing thinking totally at random, or how many times I might use exclamation points, and on and on. I assure U that I just randomly type, and then when I look back, the plots can thicken up real nicely. Remember that nothing is random; it cannot B because the expansion or universe has a limited size. Total possible combinations R always an equation that R based on this size. The figure would B astronomical and staggering, but still, random is not purely possible. The knowledge that nothing is random would have really saved my mother’s life in late 1997, even though she did not actually die until the 4th of March of 2K. She was in a condition that TAWF put her into where she’da been better pucking off dead, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Many things became known 2 me in these 10 years this 21st century, I did not say my omniscience is totals and that there is no learning curve, I am learning every day. This vicious Viqueen attacked her in her sleep because she knew she was gonna tell me something big. The entire thing however I began recently 2 begin 2 believe I knew, and was totally clueless, still I am quite sure I am a good bit in the dark. It has 2 do with Florida, Ormond Beach, and Estelle Andersen Bassler of 30 South Plaza Place, in ACNJUSAESMWG. I knew this Viqueen in one of her many doppelganger identities as Paula King, and she and her entire gang, along with my cousin, did an unspeakable thing 2 me while staying at the Trinidad Motel on 10-SC Avenue in the summer time of the year 1967. Actually, my cousin was the look-out and did not commit any incest.

Both Monday and Tuesday were horrible 4 me on the job, it is a fucking horrible job, what can I say Hurricane fucking pucking Smith, speaking of older times and days. Still, trying 2 buy a bottle of Clamato Juice was an impossibility. After I left the job, I tried 2 buy this and U would not believe the bull shit. Then a Jane Shitdisease attack struck horrendously. I forgot that a tape was in the car running as I had the volume on the system all the way off. When it is in a tape playing mode, the clock displays and cannot B stopped, here I fucking cunt am busting my cunt trying 2 hit the button that makes it go from time to radio station frequency display and one eleven won’t mother fucking stop staring back at me. When I got home and tried 2 compensate by setting my stove digital clock, it only sets down, and I was struck again by the one eleven, and fucking again at eleven-eleven, B4 I was able 2 set it at 555, so fuck U, 55555555555555 and 5555555555 and 555555555555555555555555555 and 5555555555555555555555555555555555 and HA-HA, I will stare at fives now again and fucking cunt pen rape.

As 4 my point about exploratronics, I do not believe 4 a minute, that all these connected events R pure happenstance, the 2 interactions in 1980 almost on top of each other, Tony at Haddonwood, especially when he flipped out me like Robert McGuire did with the jet aircraft and the airbase question I asked him that day in 1997, nor do I believe it is a coincidence that Jimmy Carter was President about 10 years off in the other parallel universe where he told me that I am indeed dead, or really confirmed it after my saying it first in 1986. It was 1976 when over here; he was President of the United States. As 4 what Anthony Zenun said at Haddonwood 2 me, the owner, when I said I wanted 2 kill myself, and B4 this politically correct movement was in this full swing, all though it was definitely in the works and coming at us all as fast as a tidal wave, but it was as though I was talking about killing him, oh yeah, right, R things beginning 2 jell here, or jelly tight, Mister Rowe???????????????? That toaster oven no more burned down that home in Amityville, New York owned in the early nineteen-sixties by my mother’s cousin’s husband, Heinz Gottwald, than some alien spacecraft did. I do not know everything, but I do know that I am getting the Flag out of FLAGGLER FLORIDA, very soon, I am one angry man, and am not in need of eleven others 2 make this bold statement here and now, ”F—U—C—K-----T—H—I—S-----S—H—I—T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

4 the past 45 minutes, I am contending with some retard adult walking back and forth making stupid sounds and pulling on some weird string, I do not know Y the library permits this absurd nutcase 2B in here doing this, he is annoying the mother fucking hell out of me and when I go 2 post up I will ask the peeps in charge just what the fuck is going down.

Governor, I need nobody 2 help me; I am in eternal hell, so screw U, don’t lift a finger. I know that games R the reality, and I know the Y’s 4 these games. Still, I wonder just how much of a game it is that Gawky is playing, him and his billion year old family that has some wild plot 2 wipe me out, and that should B obvious 2 the biggest jerk off in the world. I knew when I was penning the book, THE PERMISSION BARRIER, more was happening than anyone including even I was aware of. Well, if UR reading this Paul, and my attorneys find out UR making serious money, U will B sued. Not only is the paperwork down in City Hall in Camden, New Jersey, USAESMWG that I am your 50/50 business partner in STUDIO PARK RECORDS, but it is a fact that I named it this, and the book TPB shows this back in 1994, 4 full years B4 your claim now on the internet that U and U alone started this outfit, U will B hearing from my lawyers dick throb!!!!!!!! Yes, it seems U were indeed a lot more intricate than I thought, or really, in my ‘wildest dream’. Also, the latest interaction with U and doing the project on my open reel machine at the Cherry Hill house and then taking it down 2 Resorts International. Well MISTER Paul Pedersen, I hope U can take some legal heat, ya’ fucking jerk-off!!!!!

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