Tuesday, June 1, 2010

mickflorida chapter 016

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
CHAPTER 16 WORLD LABS SBT DATFILE: C016---060110.672---BJWSC---002
MY INTERACTIONS WITH THE (MILLIONTH-COUNCIL) HERE IN FLORIDA
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:


My hellfire mother trucking pucking nabes next door R driving me up a freaking wall at the speed of light cubed. Sunday and Monday were the absolute worst days yet in their 9 weeks or so of residence next 2 me at my RV freaking park. Naturally, it was the freaking hellliday-holliday, and I am always struck hard on holidays, a fact that any and all true MORIANS know by now, or ought 2, huh, Billy Joel, 4 the freaking sake f the pucking gids, gods, and chrostchrist All Mighty. They R not only in and out continually and with super loud truck revving, but R messing with me, playing around, hiding their truck and playing real major games with me, and the game is gonna B all over this weekend, and U all will find out what that sentence is all about then, and not freaking ass B4.

It is blistery hot in Florida, and only gonna get a lot worse and hotter, that is a real given DUH that dwarfs any of the advertising team from the mighty slanty eyed peeps from the world of Hyundai. Oh well, I chose this new life, or did I????????

My creditors in any real world, would they really B sending me voicemail messages in “LIGHTNING” language? They R. They call me and when they leave voicemail messages, and the caller ID shows it is them, the same group that I legitimately owe money 2 and I won’t deny it, but U can all thank that wonderful “very powerful people Scott Ransom bugged automobile family of 1970, 1988, and 2008” peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In any ‘REAL” world, it is quite difficult 4 me 2 entertain the concept, that this would happen, yet I have the proof, and played the tapes 2 my social worker today, actually 2 of them, and they stared at me not knowing what 2 say or do. I thought one of them was gonna slobber, I wish, she is beautiful, almost as nice as another one, but that one is fictional from the phase 4. In any event, there is a lot more 2 any story ever told on these blogs, U always R merely getting the scratched surface of things, and that peeps, as I said in early April, and now reiterate, U can bet your ‘bippie’ on this, YO, that old Challenging World Series number of 594, come back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I did not join any clubs, neither conspiracy theory type, ufologically oriented, or any others 4 that matter folks, so I make statements in blogs that may lead one 2 wonder, hence, now I attempt 2 clear up; and clarify the situation 4 my readership, that I call my BLOGAUDIANS of the ‘BLOGS-OF-MOUNTAINPEN’.

Many things R happening, and I am very aware of most of the normally hidden truths laying very deeply within them. I am not a regular person operating with 5 senses in 3 dimensions. I am an entity that is aware of its full 5th dimensional existence, as well as true zero dimensional existence in the great void. Senses, B them 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, or what have U is meaningless. Just today, I was talking briefly with a lady who called me a new-age religion person. She was not being complementary; we all know the type, old style church age, huh Doctor Harold Camping. Well, I do not C things your way, but if I was forced at the point of a gun 2 choose U over these butt wipes in the churches, U would B selected hands ass freaking pucking down, kind sir. We all fought hard in our genetic past, 2 fight 4 these freedoms, and thank the gods 4 them. In truth and fact, anyone who desires 2 know truth, can, and right now in your life here, not after some silly concept of your death out in some silly other part in the 4th dimension. I have told the secret that has never been told quite the way I tell it, U will find it not anywhere on the net, or in any book, it is a straight forward set of a few simple instructions that WILL WORK, and if U use this system 4 at least 2-5 nights in a row, U will know with true omniscience that everything I claim on these 4 plus years of blog work, is the total and absolute truth. Just GOOGLE up the “FASCITAR” and the information is all there, I have no time 2 sit here now and reiterate, regurgitate, or defecate. Only a hand full of peeps, really wants the truth. Take the truth away and what really do U have. U may have billions of US bucks in some account, and all the sex and worldly fun U could imagine, and take truth away, and within somewhere between one day and on thousand years, depending on who UR personally and exactly, U will c it is all meaningless. If U have the world by the balls, U may not have the head aches and worries of bill collectors hounding U as I do, and may indeed B able 2 ‘live quite comfortably’, 2 quote my late cousin from the great ‘New York Island’, Heinz Gottwald, but if suddenly U forget totally everything about you and your life since U were age four, and it is gone and forever erased, what good is it. U may think, wow, that would suck, U know, having it all and then forgetting so much, well, Trump, Gates, and all of U down the line into the pauper measly multi-millionaires out there, UR in exactly this boat, and R way 2 cosmically stupid 2 realize this, or 2 ever believe one word that Michael Mountainpen says 2U on this blog, oh well, U take it from here Ziggie Malyeska, watch those lightning bolt strikes there Mister Organ Player Man from the casino, YO, no not U Mister deafening dudemonica player Martino, YO!!!!

I could talk forever, but this blog needs 2B shorter that I would like, as I need 2B home in a couple hours, even though the library remains open on Tuesdays here in Fort Pierce until eight of the clock this evening. I will start out by telling U that in no real world would real live creditors B able 2 even know about how I can speak in a very ancient off-Sanskrit lingo called by me, “lightning”, nor would they use it 2 communicate with a debtor in order 2 attempt 2 collect a legitimate debt owed 2 them by me, which I now put in writing, is owed and quite legitimately, I just do not have the funds presently 2 make good on these debts, and when I do, they will all B paid, unless I declare bankruptcy. In no real world B4 they chocked me 2 my death in June on 1983, would I have had an experience 3 years in the future from there in a place not called New Jersey Mister Roddenberry, but ‘MANHATTAN’, with a teenager who would go on 2 become the greatest female recording artist who ever lived on Planet Earth. Nor would a top line foreman from the famous American Telephone and Telegraph Company by the name of Arthur Bancroft, take me aside one day at my address at 1700 Woodlyn Avenue in Woodlyn, NJUSAESMWG, and tell me that I am being messed with and that there is nothing I can do about it, nor would about another 3Q5 other unfathomable and totally and absolutely unexplainable with rational statistical odds or statistics or potential multiplexed explanations, ever have happened 2 any ‘real-me’. Lightning is outside the library, and she is signaling me by placing the moving marker line 4 lines above me in between the words of (that) and (there), I cannot remove it, it must B “HER way of telling me 2 post up soon and get out of here, I was thinking of a quick ocean dip, but there is no sense driving over 2 South Beach during a storm. Diana Arteemis just removed the moving line that was stationary there a while back in-between those 2 words, while simultaneously kept flashing at the point where I am typing, there R terms 4 this, but I forget them now from viewing a borrowed tape on using the word programs and basic windows operations with PC’s. In any real world, would all of this B happening 2 me, and not 2 all of U. I hear and CU Diana, my lovely baby blond. Still, is it Diana that is playing these games with machines, or the great cousin of hers, Sarah-Stacey in her newest human identity? Or is it the Lambrigger Cult, the one third evil part of the Astral Plane’s awesome and deadly dangerous MILLIONTH-COUNCIL?

U know, early blogs from 4 or so year back, tell the entire story of how I was in receipt of a nasty roughing up or ass-kicking if U will, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, back in the late spring time in 1975. We were having a hot and stormy kind of day, my mom was visiting her Long Island relatives, a ‘constant’ situation on an annual basis up until a few years back 4 me, when I put my ‘foot’ down hard one day and said, NO MORE. If U wanna go up there and B humiliated and insulted and put 2 work, U go, this is not for me. The BUT hack is back, jack hack Lattisaw attack, let us turn some tapes and move some makes, huh Stacey, only, witch Stacey and how many moons, Caldor store 113, or what, Copyright Office????? Yes Diana, ICU out there, and will B there very soon, U can hear me through the electronics of this keyboard, I need not B on the internet, anything electronic does the ‘trick’, and all things R really a very elaborate TRICK. How many times mi friends, have I told U all this???????? How many times have I told U all U can bit your bippies on the fact that the FLYERS WILL WIN, THE PHILLIES WILL LOSE AND THE DOW JONES WOILL KEEP GOING UP?????? Is the answer blowing in the wind out there, Diana my yellow haired beauty queen teen?????????????????? Yeah, I challenge U out here 2 watch out 4 these accidents, and intentionals, Paula Waves. Maybe I should warn poor Regis Philbin about all of U. Well mi soaring Eagles, my stomach may not B bubbling, and time may not seem 2B in any particular real significant order 4 me, but that is mi business, and yes Michelle RPL Daniels, (I AM) ENTITLED 2 MY FREAKING OPINION, thank-U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So you’re in your great city with colored lights abounding everywhere, I am very happy 4 U Sarah-Stacey Krassle, and I am even happier that my creditors R learning 2 speak ‘lightning’, and U seem 2 have learned 2 speak ‘dog’, keep working that treadmill, U go my teen queen, U go.

Don’t bother helping me Arnie Schwarzenegger sir, I will handle the situation just fine from this end, keep pumping pal, U look super, tell Jenny Johnson eight times 4 me 2 move the chrost over 4 the sake of the gids, hockey sticks and all, BRO, YO!!!!!!! Bye!!!

END TRANSMISSION, whaaaaaaa---that’s all folksBut , YEAH, FUNNY MI-DIANA!!

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