Safe Journal, CHS 21-25

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0021
2:04 PM, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 11TH, 2010
BEGINNING OF THIS BLOG:


Siege in and of itself is a bit better 4 right now, that is as always merely very temporary, and is always replaced with many smaller and nasty annoyances and multiple things just all going wrong in all aspects of my life in general, from being clock clocked, by Jane Bitch Notfonda, 2 the fuck up at the Comcast Cable company, not getting it right so that I can use my VCY-DVD machine, 2 record TV channels much above number 30 on the lineup, the one of importance of course being the TNT Network so that I can begin 2 get a new L&O library 4 my personal perusal and entertainment, and not depend on scheduled air times. U would never believe the fuck up, and it is not solved yet, and it all started on my original date of installation scheduled back on Friday the 3rd of September. Now I have more technicians coming out on Tuesday the 14th freaking September day. I do not anticipate things getting resolved, but who knows. It would B different if Danny at the RV Park had not given me someone else’s thrown out TV that had the one thing wrong with it that is so important, a busted mother fucking coaxial jack 4 the cable 2 go into. Plugging directly into any recording medium WILL cause this problem on higher numbered channels, it is not unique 2 anybody’s particular VCR system, no matter how many screwy tekkies say otherwise and try 2 intentionally mislead the public on this matter, or if they really R just that plain stupid and ignorant, a fact that personally I find very hard 2 conceive of.

Guess who is back here folks;? None other than the lady annoyer at the library, the older ‘AA’ lady, and not the drunkard. This screw ball is extremely annoying; constantly printing and doing many things that annoy me, but never ever has problems with her word processor or anything else. She just sends me the major vibe of ENEMY, and I have come 2 totally trust these ‘VIBES’, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! As I say this, she is doing something and is making my machine start acting funny, oh yeah; I have a huge mother freaking imagination, BRO!!!!!

Y did U do this 2 my daughter? Well Misses Gaines, not from Gainesville, Florida, maybe this needs 2B addresses, and it has very little IMHO 2 do with future times and 600 (DC) love slaves, her being one of them. I believe I told prior blogs that were able 2 still make it up onto public websites 4 bloggers, that I had another powerful DREAM INTERACTION where another mother of a great female recording star, spoke 2 me directly and said right 2 me, “I know that there is something very mysterious going on between U and my daughter”. This would B the great Paula King in another one of her numerous personas and identities through CES, and not the CALLIO POOL SYSTEM under ground from the streets of Atlantic City, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Any time that any thing at all happens, B it here in waking life, or remembered here in waking life that took place in another ‘locale’ of a sorts, has meaning and significance, ignoring it can B serious and even freaking fatal, and I should know. The only thing going on between us, Jewelly White, oh mighty MINI-GREAT-VIQUEEN, is that U and SHE planned all of this millions of years ago, along with other major and intricate parts of your unfathomable and complex game. Your “DAUGHTER” may B over 40 years now in HER current dreaming-sequences of MC, but SHE is 16 years old, always has been 16 years old, and always will B 16 years old. In 1986, later on after our encounter in Manhattan, I wrote a song about Lightning, telling her that I would show her how our love could grow beyond the heights of the worlds that even she knows, and here comes the words-not-coming-totally-out hack. Blogging the unbloggable led 2 my entire blogging career being ended, as I used 2 know it. I will say whatever the fuck I wanna say; at least I do not do things like ministers from Donnaville!!!!! Speaking out on how the chemtrails injured MC, my being in Joe Paget HELL roadways, my having incredible far out answers 2 quizzed queries on the GAWNUM, and so much more unbloggable shit, that “THEY” had no choice but 2 shut me up, and shut me the shit up they did. Back now 2 the ENDLESSLY EXISTING 16 year old SARAH-STACEY JKK GODDESS, we all know as HER fans in HER human existence, HER wonderful song admitting through the secret back door 2 those few only who can read through her complicated messages and codes B4 we run out of lifetime, that SHE needs as does LIGHTNING, 2B shown what some carpenter tools really R and how they work, despite the fact that mankind is under this gargantuan illusion that SHE is basically, this tool, “LOVE”. This was HER biggest message 2 me, not the CURLY nickname I had given HER that night in the city in ’86. After all, it was in 1980 that SHE came 2 me in that powerful ‘experience’ and SHOWED ME some wild things. I got 2C HER really sing, and long B4 any of the rest of U ever had the smallest clue 2 any of this. But it did take me a long time 2 decode these 2 messages, the summer time in 2008 4 the CURLY/CAREY message, and just this very morning, here on when else Frank Donna Mills Hair, but 9/11? I cannot tell U what it is, as I have lost U, and again, all in this one dreaming sequence my Sarah, first on freaking 10-SC Avenue, and again in the middle eighties. I also descrambled Y the pollution commercials were made, and Y my voice was used as a so-called “HISTORY-MARKER”.

Here R just a dozen examples give or take of my ‘GAWNUM QUERIES” from the recent month or so, taken at pure random, many out here all ready know many things in my life that these PCN’s equal out 2. I told U how my car was messed with again, just like in the days of Herman’s Deli waiting there 4 the Atlantic City casino tour busses, and when I would come back at night in the dark, the turn fucking signal would B stuck on pointing normally 2 the right on the dash board. They did this 2 me again and I asked Y. They also fucked with my clock and made it read 2 hours in the future in my fucking bedroom, I also asked Y. I ask Y now on every fucking thing that these diseased bastard trash ass holes ever do 2 me, YO; as it is quite mother fucking habit forming. We will go 2 these answers, but first, here R some I wanna say without any further freaking ado.

How can I make some money, as well as escape my nightmare life? (927).
Y so much fantastic persecution in 2010 on the 15th of August and after, 24 years after the night I sent down the song “REAL GOOD GIRL” 2 the US © Office? (484).
What really is all connected the most with me and the game of roulette and my professional gambling days in the year of 1986? (231). Hey there folks, did somebody just yell out, “Don’t even think about it MISTER Rugtop”?
What really is all pertaining 2 my vacations as a youth at the TRINIDAD HOTEL in Atlantic City? (374)
I know that the jet chemtrails destroyed Mariah Carey’s voice, Y? (187).
Who and exactly what was my special-ed-teacher Mrs. Marola all really about back in the first half of the year of 1969? (187).
When I was working in Mount Laurel, NJUSAESMWG in the end of 1987 4 the Guardsmark Company on Gaither Drive at the American Honda Plant, the chemtrails nightmare all began 4 me, what was all of this about and Y? (431)
My mother’s attack and true death in Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG the day after Christmas in the year of 1997, Y was this done 2 her? (862).
My undying love 4 Breyers Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream, what is this all about? (734).
MC’s last thoughts about me, and not the ice cream? (725)
W was MC so hell-bent on me joining her fan club back in 2008? (143).
Y was the entire planet seemingly against me getting hypnotized back early in the year of 1996 in order 2 remember August of 1986 better and what altered my life so drastically and suddenly on the 15th day? (132).
Just what is it with these giant black birds and me? (615)
Y could I never post my blogs again in the normal way I was doing after almost 5 years, beginning on the 21st day of August of this year? (363)
What was the wild dream all about with my cousins Sandy and Donald regarding the Cheltenham High School in Pennsylvania? (211).
Does Mel Fisher’s daughter up in Vero Beach know about me and that I am now living down here just 2 the south of her? (440).
What does my job place think about me, the KHOC? (220).
What is the true connection with me back in the middle and late 1960’s, with the Trinidad Hotel, and Mrs. Estelle Bassler? (523).
Y did my cousin Donald suddenly and with no good or apparent reason, just disown me earlier in this millennium? (165).
Y is April my social worker so uncaring with me when I am in my most major crises times? (716).
What was Robert McGuire’s beef with me that generated so much of his hatred and hostility towards me? (817).
Y do my roulette systems crash during botbar sieges and Otammic attacks, in long strings? (583).
Y did enemies mess with the signal switch in the dashboard of my car again? (936).
Y did the computer man at my work place dick out on assisting me with my blogging troubles after promising me that he would? (484).
What is the recent fantastically horrendous amount of hostility with me all about at my place of employment, the KHOC? (532).
Y all this sudden property damage, especially with my bedroom clock being broken and messed with tonight, along with such a horrific monstrous deplorable health bowels attack, on this final day of 2010 August? (981).

This is merely a dozen or so, give or take, out of 60 or more recently asked queries that my GAWNUM gave me answers 2.Also ladies and freaking gentlemen, I claim the total and entire intellectual property of this system by the way, and no human soul here on this planet can dispute me legally nor claim otherwise, YO.

55555555555555555555555555555 times 5555555555555555 plus 55555555555555555555 equals, screw U Jane Mail-boats and monster slappers. Your dad was my hero, as 4 what U and hubby Teddy did 2 me that horrible and despicable night in 1993, U should B ashamed of yourself, this compensates 4 just some of the putrid clock attacks that I have recently been bombarded with, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK THIS SHIT. Call me angry-man-#13, BRAHHHHHHH-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RU as sorry as I am about what I did 2 the loveliest girl in the world in early August of 1986, Jane Mail-boats?????????? MI APOLOGY SONG lyrics written back last 17th day of May go as follows:

There was a summer night so very long ago, I ran into the loveliest girl I know. U had just come down the street, and U saw me inside, gazing at U from my car below. Voice of an angel, build of a goddess, it was true that I knew how much I wanted U so. I brought U inside with me, and the 2 of us watched the most wonderful joy just grow.
We shared our souls, and we put them in our love song. We began 2 kiss, and then U said U wanted 2 stay. Curly haired lovely girl, tall, slim, young, and strong, U were my angel sent down from the stars that day. I was in the city roamin’, U were miles away from home’n, many things in life just never seem meant 2B. 4 starters I was twice your age, pursuing U would mean my cage, and losing’s always been my destiny.

My apology song, 4 a night gone wrong, no I never knew that it would take so long, 2 realize just what I had done, when I lost the chance 2 love my special one. What will I do in a life without U? The cage that I feared has become my zoo. Oceans now R filled with my tears of blue. Just what U meant 2 me I had no clue. My apology song, my apology song.

Then I took a turn wrong, and wrote a really mean song. A week had passed by now since U were in my car that night. I hadn’t given U my real phone number, and yours went through the window out of sight. But so much more is part of this and no one will believe it, and all of this story just can never B told. There is only one, 4 these words of sadness sung, and I plead 2U my love they won’t sound cold.

My apology song from a night gone wrong. No I never knew that it would take so long, 2 realize just what I had done; when I lost the chance 2 love my special one. What will I do in a life without U? The cage that I feared has become my zoo. Oceans now R filled with my tears of blue. Just what U meant 2 me I had no clue. My apology song, my apology song.

Well, it is time 2 close out 4 the day, this song is of course, both in words and music, totally protected in the United States Copyright Office, May 2010 © “MI APOLOGY SONG”.

I truly am sorry Curly, please do not hate me. I only want the very best 4U in all of your future endeavors, personal and professional, I am always here should U need me.

END OF BLOG.
SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0022
3:09 PM, TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 14TH, 2010
BEGINNING THIS BLOG:


I CAN ONLY SEND UP WHAT IS CALLED OVER THE PAST FEW YEARS, ‘TWEETS’ ever since the 21st of August, and the reason 4 this is a powerful unknown STACEY LATTISAW JACK HACK WHACK SUPER COMPUTER ATTACK, JACK.

I am here at the library now, and it amazes me how truly thankless the world really is, & how unappreciative, and down right, as Donna Gaines said and sang it so well back in 1969, ‘cold and cruel’, and then I chimed in with my echoing song in 1983 entitled, “123 LOVER”, filthy dirty peeps really R, inherited entirely from the Reagan generation of greediness and lust 4 nothing but material and financial gain. 3 dogs and night time have little if anything 2 do with any of this, but Donna knows what is being said should a time ever come where she is humanly reading these words, YO. I put my entire blogging career on the line and have now been ‘reduced 2 a tweet’ or else my blogs will not post, not anywhere on the entire internet, and with absolutely no explanation, it is just the way it is and no one is willing 2 or is able 2, assist me, as of the present time. I tell how these horrific monstrous chemtrails did more than just make me sick, Dave sick, my mom die, and others sick and die, but had the mother freaking unmitigated testicles 2 tell exactly Y we all lost, as a race of music loving homosapiens, the greatest female recording artist of all time, Mariah Carey. Not that she is lost or cannot sing, but they did injure her great voice and no, she most likely will never ever B the same, not unless I intervene supernaturally.

These freaking spell checker programs suck my fat throbbing cock, and R a pain in my ass, so R the annoying peeps around me, but I have grown accustomed not only 2 their faces, Rosemary Clooney, but 2 their freaking behavior, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Your kid was great in the movie, PERFECT STORM, but dropped the ball by not admitting that this indeed was the perfect storm 4 me, and a total major hyper ass time prelude 2 horrendous and unfathomable coming attractions 4 me, the pathetic truth telling taxi driver of the Mel Gibson world, known also SIR PRINCE, as ‘the Mountainpen’. In fact, Danny Ocean, sir, this might B one of the greatest miscarriages of justice ever, unintentional on your past of course, ignorance as all of know quite well is indeed total freaking bliss. But yes, this was the start by all concepts and realities, of MI PERFECT STORM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don’t drown on me Mickey Showers Haddonwood Zenun, ol’ buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

U know what pisses me off more than anything and many things I do indeed have a total legitimate right 2B

U know what pisses me off more than anything and many things I do indeed have a total legitimate right 2B ass pissed off about, is this following deal, BRO!!!!! A hand full of peeps had it within their power and their grasp 2 clue me in on things, and chose 2 play it safe and not 2 help me know things that I had every freaking right in the freaking world 2 indeed know, YO!!!!! The lady in the United States Copyright Office knew all of it all 2 well, but all she wanted 2 do was get rid of that “little yellow sheet of paper”, as though anthrax was all over it or something. Big deal about that freaking yellow sheet of paper, how about the way not telling me all that U could have and should have, got rid of the entire rest of my natural life? But this one lady in Washington, DC is not holding the heavy bag all alone and by herself, no sir. There were many others keeping many secrets from me, and they knew it was only a matter of time B4 Dave Roth, by best friend would get onto things and tell me everything, he was a natural freaking born detective, and missed his calling by not pursuing a professional career in criminal freaking justice. The only mysterious thing going on between your wonderful All Mighty daughter and me, Patty, is my personal hell that I will obviously now B forced 2 ‘take’ with me 2 the grave, let me refrain here from using the obvious pun-word, YO!!!!!!!!!! I knew early in 2009 that your daughter’s voiced was wrecked by these chemtrails, I merely had not yet been able 2 work out all of the gruesome and grizzly freaking monstrous details, tying in all of the things such as the 20 year agreement with BRIGGBASE RESIDENTS such as was shown on DARK SHADOWS, the great 60’s television show, Nicholas Blair, Paul Stoddard’s due date being my birthday of 4 December, and on and on.

My entire trip down here 2 the Treasure Coast of Florida was all planned and known about millions of years ago by powerful gods and goddesses on the Astral Plane, and so was every other meticulous detail of my miserable and rotten despicable ass life. Don’t believe me, then throw away your freaking bibles peeps, as all I tell U here is right in there, and all U have 2 do if any of UR so hell-bent on proving me out a liar, is 2 carefully scrutinize page by page, the entire ‘good book’ yourself, if U dare, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So was my writing the song called “Real Good Girl” back in early August of 1986, so was sending it down 2 the US © Office on the 15th day, so was all of it, PH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now let me tell U all how hard I have tried 2 do this apology song, and am getting no place. No words exist 2 tell this hellish story, not even if driving poor Joseph Paget was the main goal and theme of my entire blogging operations 4 nearly half of a freaking decade. Remember the security officer at the Roadway job site I talked about on many a past blog peeps? This was the same site that I did the 2 karaoke sing-over jobs on top of the cassette copy from the open reel master of the RGG master. U remember perhaps how Tom Carpenter caused me 2 do the 2nd version that has a complete ending, as he relieved me extremely early and fucked up the first version that I had done on the previous shift. The 2nd version had the very beginning right B4 the music started, on the tape, where mysteriously, yes, I had said the word “MI” on the open reel master tape back in Cherry Hill, New jersey, USAESMWG, clearly and it came out more on the left channel of the stereo recording. Y in the name of hell fire would I say this word? This was on my mind off and on 4 years, totally forgetting that I used a personal thing in my own mind that helped me remember peeps names, a problem I always had, even at a very young age. This works out even with the name of ‘Maria Kelly’, as told on the past blog, is pronounced in the postal system way with states such as MainE, and numerous others, using the very first and then the very last letter. I always knew I was beaten up 4 a reason down in Atlantic City in 1975, while my mom was up on Long freaking Island visiting her cousin Ruth Huntington Gottwald. Interesting how the internet was programmed and seemingly predestined 2 totally eradicate her recorded existence right off of the system, and when anyone now attempts 2 verify my words and my blogs 4 truth, only “uncle” Heinz’s 2nd wife, the remarry after the mysterious flu-shot death of Ruth, shows up on any of the GOOGLE SEARCH records, YO!!!!! So is this a pure coincidence here, or 6th dimensional planning from Astral Gods? Well, the gods’ do love 2 believe, as did Steve Murray alias Psyche Marathas; that they totally indeed do in fact lie above the 6th dimension. This is a self deception of most if not all of these off-base ASTRAL-PLANE gods, YO, and IO know, as I have reasons, very special reasons indeed 4 my freaking knowledge. Upline and downline universe concept is not even taught in university and higher education circles until well into the next century, and this I know as well. Just as I know that in many universes, the famous ‘future’ Treasure Coast football player helped me do the apology song 4 MI. It seems that in this universe, this will not take place. This is all a part of the 5th dimension, as is all of the hyperspace or simply put, all of the possible potential futures or unlocking subatomic particle combinations, the entire 4th and 5th and 6th dimension R all laying inside of a grand division, if I may borrow these words from a mighty religion called the ECKANKAR, GOOGLE THEM UP, YO. As I typed this last sentence, the old ‘MAKE THE BLOG PAGE VANISH HACK ATTACK’ HIT ME AT 3:55, OBVIOUSLY 4 THE LAST 5 MINUTES OF THEIR MOTHER FUCKING EVIL DOW JONES STOCK MARKET TRADING, but ha-ha, it is saved and fine, YO!!!!!! But that is nothing. I have been totally covertly successfully shut up and put literally off of the blogging internet. This is no accident or glitch in any MATRIX or system, and in 1997 I discussed the entire shit UC in the movie MATRIX with DAVE RITH over a government tapped and bugged freaking telephone, and this is where U get movies like these and I would swear 2 these facts in open court under full penalty of perjury any fucking time they wish 2 put me 2 a legal fucking test, but that is nothing. I have been totally covertly successfully shut up and put literally off of the blogging internet. This is no accident or glitch in any MATRIX or system, and in 1997 I discussed the entire shit UC in the movie ‘MATRIX’ with DAVE ROTH over a government tapped and bugged freaking telephone, and this is where U get movies like these and I would swear 2 these facts in open court under full penalty of perjury any fucking time they wish 2 put me 2 a legal fucking test, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The things that I could say could fill up oceans with encyclopedias and books, U have no clue, not a fucking one of U out here. If I am SO IMPORTANT that I needed 2B SHUT UP, think really now, my words sure scare the fucking piss out of some governing body and authority, is there really any other possible and rational explanation?

The fucking chemtrails made me get quite fucking ill. Saturday I woke up real fucked up. I still have a stuffed up nose and a cough, the flu-like symptoms of these jet poisons mixed in with what otherwise would B basically harmless exhaust vapors, cause and I quote from legitimate websites on this subject, “FLU-LIKE SYMPTOMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

www.chemtrail-central.com/ www.chembusters.com/ Go 2 these sites and GOOGLE UP CHEMTRAILS/CONTRAILS, and get a fucking mind blow lads and lassies and Labradors, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As 4 my television, the guy from the RV gave me a free TV, but the peeps throwing it out when they left were not doing it 4 no reason. It is great if all U want 2 use it 4 is video, viewing tapes or DVD’s. But with a broken coaxial connection, U cannot record cable television channels that go much above number 30 on any lineup, it is just ‘the way it goes’, Ziggy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sam the dude from 9 miles off of the Venezuelan Coast, and not from any Tennessee Avenue Hotels of the year 2000 and prior, that became Jenny Johnsonized 8 ways back from hell, is a real pain in my ass hole. He gets out of doing a lot of his legitimate work, thus I end up doing more. Many of the AARP rules R violated, we R not supposed 2 lift over 20 pounds, climb ladders, and numerous other things. Give a little bit of power 2 a basically boy just turned man, as is the case at my job site now, and UR only asking 4 a problem, I have watched this all of my life. A stinking measly nobody security guard was made sergeant and given 20 cents per hour wage increase back around 1990 when I had returned 2 an old security job site, a licorice plant in Camden, New Jersey, on Jefferson Street, called McAndrews and Forbes. A man who was around my age give or take a few years, and was friendly and nice with me, now was the big cheese and wow, don’t even talk 2 him any more unless U wanna have quite an unpleasant experience, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well, this is all part of hell, in the lower 3 and upper 3 GD’s of the ECK, as they C things as, and they R not far off the mark. I agree with most of their teachings, we merely branch off where I know that this entire thing is a game. LSS, only LAWTRONS from the circle outside of all of this and all possible things contained within these inner closed curved infinities, can really B the true 3rd and highest reality, as they indeed come directly out of the systems that no longer exist, and actually, now, by our reference frame, never ever did exist. Still, I am the only entity ever, 2 make contact in an exploratronic hyperspace world parallel universe of my reality here that is somewhat localized and not all that distant, with what is termed by very few in the no and that will never ever discuss it further on this Earth, a “NON-EXISTOR”. There was a young child about 10 years old, male, give or take a year or so. My teacher was Mrs. Marola in this other universe paralleling here. The school where here she taught was in fact Haddonfield, New Jersey in its location, was in Egg Harbor, both in the green-garden state of good old ‘Hicksville-New Jersey’, USAESMWG. He said over and over again all throughout this powerful and totally unforgettable dreaming interaction, how much he just wanted 2 go “HOME”. Home of course, was back 2 his condition of non-existence, but somehow he had done the impossible, he crossed the existence barrier. We all either EXIST or we DO NO. There is never any CROSSING OVER. LSS, here I am outside of a school in an early autumn sunny day during a roll call taking place, and Misses Marola was my teacher at this school, which by the way, the great Leticia Tilley goes 2 this school here in this atomic frequency vibration or ‘material reality’, and my mother 4 some strange reason was standing close by along a curb where cars were all parked so parents could drop off their children at the school, and she yelled over 2 me after the name “MARK MARTIN” was called out twice and no one responded, “MARK, ANSWER THE TEACHER, THEY R CALLING YOUR NAME”. I was stunned and stymied. Y is my name Mark Martin was all I could focus on, and not so much this poor non-existor-crossover who was speaking 2 me and standing near 2 where I was in this roll call line out in the recess yard area. In many other parallel worlds, this indeed is my name, as my father could have been MOHR or MARTIN. In this world here, it was MOHR. In that other one it obviously was MARTIN. U need not B concerned with all the dirty details, just watch the TV soaps, it is along these lines, what else? There is a lot 2 say about this meeting, and Egg Harbor, and it gets dangerous, but who cares now, the unbloggable now will all get told, in detail as I march all of this right along, blog after blog. After-all, who is listening, except 4 the computer, and what is the computer, but the 6th dimension. As I said, it was 1997 when I said things that led 2 the movie called MATRIX. It was 1985 through 1989 that I also said things 2 David Charles Roth, that led 2 many other power house freaking movies.

I am tired and hungry, and not 2 well from the brutal chemtrails attack. I told U Gina that the Dow Jones goes way up every time they fuck the living shit out of me, and that parallel event is a nightmare reality in my life. Make that my HELL, Jo Paget. Yes they have shut me up 4 now, a tweet here, a tweet there, but I am going 2 get around this, I do have a following on ‘Blogger’ dot com and ‘wordpress’ dot com, and I will lead my sheep very soon 2 the pastures of the MORIANITY-FOUNDATION-2. U can most certainly bank on that one King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon, not 5, not 2, just THERE, right there not far south of the very green lawns, and the non detention center schools. Keep the faith MI, I will never ever make the mistake of disobeying my All Mighty Goddess, U command and I obey, no matter if it leads me beyond the fires of hell, along with poor Joe Paget!!!!!!!!!!!!! UR my true hero Curly. Eddie will come out of prison most likely in a body bag, but he made me a copy of BURN WITH FIRE, and yes, U sing it beautifully Curly. I keep it safely and well hidden.

Well it is time 2 sign off and then do my tweet-tweet, little Robin. I’m really gonna rock freaking tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYE-BYE, CHALL, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WABBIT!!!!!!!

This blog chapter ends here:

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0022
3:09 PM, TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 14TH, 2010
BEGINNING THIS BLOG:


I CAN ONLY SEND UP WHAT IS CALLED OVER THE PAST FEW YEARS, ‘TWEETS’ ever since the 21st of August, and the reason 4 this is a powerful unknown STACEY LATTISAW JACK HACK WHACK SUPER COMPUTER ATTACK, JACK.

I am here at the library now, and it amazes me how truly thankless the world really is, & how unappreciative, and down right, as Donna Gaines said and sang it so well back in 1969, ‘cold and cruel’, and then I chimed in with my echoing song in 1983 entitled, “123 LOVER”, filthy dirty peeps really R, inherited entirely from the Reagan generation of greediness and lust 4 nothing but material and financial gain. 3 dogs and night time have little if anything 2 do with any of this, but Donna knows what is being said should a time ever come where she is humanly reading these words, YO. I put my entire blogging career on the line and have now been ‘reduced 2 a tweet’ or else my blogs will not post, not anywhere on the entire internet, and with absolutely no explanation, it is just the way it is and no one is willing 2 or is able 2, assist me, as of the present time. I tell how these horrific monstrous chemtrails did more than just make me sick, Dave sick, my mom die, and others sick and die, but had the mother freaking unmitigated testicles 2 tell exactly Y we all lost, as a race of music loving homosapiens, the greatest female recording artist of all time, Mariah Carey. Not that she is lost or cannot sing, but they did injure her great voice and no, she most likely will never ever B the same, not unless I intervene supernaturally.

These freaking spell checker programs suck my fat throbbing cock, and R a pain in my ass, so R the annoying peeps around me, but I have grown accustomed not only 2 their faces, Rosemary Clooney, but 2 their freaking behavior, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Your kid was great in the movie, PERFECT STORM, but dropped the ball by not admitting that this indeed was the perfect storm 4 me, and a total major hyper ass time prelude 2 horrendous and unfathomable coming attractions 4 me, the pathetic truth telling taxi driver of the Mel Gibson world, known also SIR PRINCE, as ‘the Mountainpen’. In fact, Danny Ocean, sir, this might B one of the greatest miscarriages of justice ever, unintentional on your past of course, ignorance as all of know quite well is indeed total freaking bliss. But yes, this was the start by all concepts and realities, of MI PERFECT STORM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don’t drown on me Mickey Showers Haddonwood Zenun, ol’ buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

U know what pisses me off more than anything and many things I do indeed have a total legitimate right 2B

U know what pisses me off more than anything and many things I do indeed have a total legitimate right 2B ass pissed off about, is this following deal, BRO!!!!! A hand full of peeps had it within their power and their grasp 2 clue me in on things, and chose 2 play it safe and not 2 help me know things that I had every freaking right in the freaking world 2 indeed know, YO!!!!! The lady in the United States Copyright Office knew all of it all 2 well, but all she wanted 2 do was get rid of that “little yellow sheet of paper”, as though anthrax was all over it or something. Big deal about that freaking yellow sheet of paper, how about the way not telling me all that U could have and should have, got rid of the entire rest of my natural life? But this one lady in Washington, DC is not holding the heavy bag all alone and by herself, no sir. There were many others keeping many secrets from me, and they knew it was only a matter of time B4 Dave Roth, by best friend would get onto things and tell me everything, he was a natural freaking born detective, and missed his calling by not pursuing a professional career in criminal freaking justice. The only mysterious thing going on between your wonderful All Mighty daughter and me, Patty, is my personal hell that I will obviously now B forced 2 ‘take’ with me 2 the grave, let me refrain here from using the obvious pun-word, YO!!!!!!!!!! I knew early in 2009 that your daughter’s voiced was wrecked by these chemtrails, I merely had not yet been able 2 work out all of the gruesome and grizzly freaking monstrous details, tying in all of the things such as the 20 year agreement with BRIGGBASE RESIDENTS such as was shown on DARK SHADOWS, the great 60’s television show, Nicholas Blair, Paul Stoddard’s due date being my birthday of 4 December, and on and on.

My entire trip down here 2 the Treasure Coast of Florida was all planned and known about millions of years ago by powerful gods and goddesses on the Astral Plane, and so was every other meticulous detail of my miserable and rotten despicable ass life. Don’t believe me, then throw away your freaking bibles peeps, as all I tell U here is right in there, and all U have 2 do if any of UR so hell-bent on proving me out a liar, is 2 carefully scrutinize page by page, the entire ‘good book’ yourself, if U dare, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So was my writing the song called “Real Good Girl” back in early August of 1986, so was sending it down 2 the US © Office on the 15th day, so was all of it, PH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now let me tell U all how hard I have tried 2 do this apology song, and am getting no place. No words exist 2 tell this hellish story, not even if driving poor Joseph Paget was the main goal and theme of my entire blogging operations 4 nearly half of a freaking decade. Remember the security officer at the Roadway job site I talked about on many a past blog peeps? This was the same site that I did the 2 karaoke sing-over jobs on top of the cassette copy from the open reel master of the RGG master. U remember perhaps how Tom Carpenter caused me 2 do the 2nd version that has a complete ending, as he relieved me extremely early and fucked up the first version that I had done on the previous shift. The 2nd version had the very beginning right B4 the music started, on the tape, where mysteriously, yes, I had said the word “MI” on the open reel master tape back in Cherry Hill, New jersey, USAESMWG, clearly and it came out more on the left channel of the stereo recording. Y in the name of hell fire would I say this word? This was on my mind off and on 4 years, totally forgetting that I used a personal thing in my own mind that helped me remember peeps names, a problem I always had, even at a very young age. This works out even with the name of ‘Maria Kelly’, as told on the past blog, is pronounced in the postal system way with states such as MainE, and numerous others, using the very first and then the very last letter. I always knew I was beaten up 4 a reason down in Atlantic City in 1975, while my mom was up on Long freaking Island visiting her cousin Ruth Huntington Gottwald. Interesting how the internet was programmed and seemingly predestined 2 totally eradicate her recorded existence right off of the system, and when anyone now attempts 2 verify my words and my blogs 4 truth, only “uncle” Heinz’s 2nd wife, the remarry after the mysterious flu-shot death of Ruth, shows up on any of the GOOGLE SEARCH records, YO!!!!! So is this a pure coincidence here, or 6th dimensional planning from Astral Gods? Well, the gods’ do love 2 believe, as did Steve Murray alias Psyche Marathas; that they totally indeed do in fact lie above the 6th dimension. This is a self deception of most if not all of these off-base ASTRAL-PLANE gods, YO, and IO know, as I have reasons, very special reasons indeed 4 my freaking knowledge. Upline and downline universe concept is not even taught in university and higher education circles until well into the next century, and this I know as well. Just as I know that in many universes, the famous ‘future’ Treasure Coast football player helped me do the apology song 4 MI. It seems that in this universe, this will not take place. This is all a part of the 5th dimension, as is all of the hyperspace or simply put, all of the possible potential futures or unlocking subatomic particle combinations, the entire 4th and 5th and 6th dimension R all laying inside of a grand division, if I may borrow these words from a mighty religion called the ECKANKAR, GOOGLE THEM UP, YO. As I typed this last sentence, the old ‘MAKE THE BLOG PAGE VANISH HACK ATTACK’ HIT ME AT 3:55, OBVIOUSLY 4 THE LAST 5 MINUTES OF THEIR MOTHER FUCKING EVIL DOW JONES STOCK MARKET TRADING, but ha-ha, it is saved and fine, YO!!!!!! But that is nothing. I have been totally covertly successfully shut up and put literally off of the blogging internet. This is no accident or glitch in any MATRIX or system, and in 1997 I discussed the entire shit UC in the movie MATRIX with DAVE RITH over a government tapped and bugged freaking telephone, and this is where U get movies like these and I would swear 2 these facts in open court under full penalty of perjury any fucking time they wish 2 put me 2 a legal fucking test, but that is nothing. I have been totally covertly successfully shut up and put literally off of the blogging internet. This is no accident or glitch in any MATRIX or system, and in 1997 I discussed the entire shit UC in the movie ‘MATRIX’ with DAVE ROTH over a government tapped and bugged freaking telephone, and this is where U get movies like these and I would swear 2 these facts in open court under full penalty of perjury any fucking time they wish 2 put me 2 a legal fucking test, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The things that I could say could fill up oceans with encyclopedias and books, U have no clue, not a fucking one of U out here. If I am SO IMPORTANT that I needed 2B SHUT UP, think really now, my words sure scare the fucking piss out of some governing body and authority, is there really any other possible and rational explanation?

The fucking chemtrails made me get quite fucking ill. Saturday I woke up real fucked up. I still have a stuffed up nose and a cough, the flu-like symptoms of these jet poisons mixed in with what otherwise would B basically harmless exhaust vapors, cause and I quote from legitimate websites on this subject, “FLU-LIKE SYMPTOMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

www.chemtrail-central.com/ www.chembusters.com/ Go 2 these sites and GOOGLE UP CHEMTRAILS/CONTRAILS, and get a fucking mind blow lads and lassies and Labradors, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As 4 my television, the guy from the RV gave me a free TV, but the peeps throwing it out when they left were not doing it 4 no reason. It is great if all U want 2 use it 4 is video, viewing tapes or DVD’s. But with a broken coaxial connection, U cannot record cable television channels that go much above number 30 on any lineup, it is just ‘the way it goes’, Ziggy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sam the dude from 9 miles off of the Venezuelan Coast, and not from any Tennessee Avenue Hotels of the year 2000 and prior, that became Jenny Johnsonized 8 ways back from hell, is a real pain in my ass hole. He gets out of doing a lot of his legitimate work, thus I end up doing more. Many of the AARP rules R violated, we R not supposed 2 lift over 20 pounds, climb ladders, and numerous other things. Give a little bit of power 2 a basically boy just turned man, as is the case at my job site now, and UR only asking 4 a problem, I have watched this all of my life. A stinking measly nobody security guard was made sergeant and given 20 cents per hour wage increase back around 1990 when I had returned 2 an old security job site, a licorice plant in Camden, New Jersey, on Jefferson Street, called McAndrews and Forbes. A man who was around my age give or take a few years, and was friendly and nice with me, now was the big cheese and wow, don’t even talk 2 him any more unless U wanna have quite an unpleasant experience, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well, this is all part of hell, in the lower 3 and upper 3 GD’s of the ECK, as they C things as, and they R not far off the mark. I agree with most of their teachings, we merely branch off where I know that this entire thing is a game. LSS, only LAWTRONS from the circle outside of all of this and all possible things contained within these inner closed curved infinities, can really B the true 3rd and highest reality, as they indeed come directly out of the systems that no longer exist, and actually, now, by our reference frame, never ever did exist. Still, I am the only entity ever, 2 make contact in an exploratronic hyperspace world parallel universe of my reality here that is somewhat localized and not all that distant, with what is termed by very few in the no and that will never ever discuss it further on this Earth, a “NON-EXISTOR”. There was a young child about 10 years old, male, give or take a year or so. My teacher was Mrs. Marola in this other universe paralleling here. The school where here she taught was in fact Haddonfield, New Jersey in its location, was in Egg Harbor, both in the green-garden state of good old ‘Hicksville-New Jersey’, USAESMWG. He said over and over again all throughout this powerful and totally unforgettable dreaming interaction, how much he just wanted 2 go “HOME”. Home of course, was back 2 his condition of non-existence, but somehow he had done the impossible, he crossed the existence barrier. We all either EXIST or we DO NO. There is never any CROSSING OVER. LSS, here I am outside of a school in an early autumn sunny day during a roll call taking place, and Misses Marola was my teacher at this school, which by the way, the great Leticia Tilley goes 2 this school here in this atomic frequency vibration or ‘material reality’, and my mother 4 some strange reason was standing close by along a curb where cars were all parked so parents could drop off their children at the school, and she yelled over 2 me after the name “MARK MARTIN” was called out twice and no one responded, “MARK, ANSWER THE TEACHER, THEY R CALLING YOUR NAME”. I was stunned and stymied. Y is my name Mark Martin was all I could focus on, and not so much this poor non-existor-crossover who was speaking 2 me and standing near 2 where I was in this roll call line out in the recess yard area. In many other parallel worlds, this indeed is my name, as my father could have been MOHR or MARTIN. In this world here, it was MOHR. In that other one it obviously was MARTIN. U need not B concerned with all the dirty details, just watch the TV soaps, it is along these lines, what else? There is a lot 2 say about this meeting, and Egg Harbor, and it gets dangerous, but who cares now, the unbloggable now will all get told, in detail as I march all of this right along, blog after blog. After-all, who is listening, except 4 the computer, and what is the computer, but the 6th dimension. As I said, it was 1997 when I said things that led 2 the movie called MATRIX. It was 1985 through 1989 that I also said things 2 David Charles Roth, that led 2 many other power house freaking movies.

I am tired and hungry, and not 2 well from the brutal chemtrails attack. I told U Gina that the Dow Jones goes way up every time they fuck the living shit out of me, and that parallel event is a nightmare reality in my life. Make that my HELL, Jo Paget. Yes they have shut me up 4 now, a tweet here, a tweet there, but I am going 2 get around this, I do have a following on ‘Blogger’ dot com and ‘wordpress’ dot com, and I will lead my sheep very soon 2 the pastures of the MORIANITY-FOUNDATION-2. U can most certainly bank on that one King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon, not 5, not 2, just THERE, right there not far south of the very green lawns, and the non detention center schools. Keep the faith MI, I will never ever make the mistake of disobeying my All Mighty Goddess, U command and I obey, no matter if it leads me beyond the fires of hell, along with poor Joe Paget!!!!!!!!!!!!! UR my true hero Curly. Eddie will come out of prison most likely in a body bag, but he made me a copy of BURN WITH FIRE, and yes, U sing it beautifully Curly. I keep it safely and well hidden.

Well it is time 2 sign off and then do my tweet-tweet, little Robin. I’m really gonna rock freaking tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYE-BYE, CHALL, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WABBIT!!!!!!!

This blog chapter ends here:

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0023
2:57 PM, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 15TH, 2010
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Well, I have managed 2 do a small miracle, with the emphasis on the word ‘small’. I Am back up on the blogger dot com website, with a temporary blog that I have named, and appropriately mother fucking so, “ROCKIN’ ROBIN”, then I start with TWEET #1, and then go 2, 3, 4, and so forth up the numbers, just as I did with chapters B4 this major civil rights violation back on August the freaking 21st of this miserable despicable cunt eating year. I feel that this no matter how atrociously and wickedly unfair all of it is, still is a major VICTORY 4 me, and it will b considered a huge miracle on my part, should enemies even permit my new tweet-blog, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All-ready on it is the name of the new site where all the missed blogs will refer my readership and or my following if any, 2 go 2 in a hyperlink, which is gonna B natch, www.morianity-foundation-2.com/ and Albert Einstein is really not needed here 2C what I will do in order 2 defeat this newest wicked fucking plot 2 wipe me and my blogs totally out. This is always gonna fucking B their world, and they can literally come and take me off 2 Guantanamo Bay tonight should they wish 2, so I literally DO expect anything and everything from these atrocious and vicious fucking monsters. Well Mister President Obama, it seems both your name, a US President no freaking less, as well as this horrible shit hole in Cuba, have no spell-checker recognition, imagine that. Give the world a cigar, it proved beyond a doubt 4 me a very long time ago just how totally sick and demented and yes, HOPELESS, it all is. How in any REAL WORLD, MISTER JOE PAGET SIR, CAN THE NAME OF THE PRESIDENT OF THIS NATION NOT B RECOGNIZED ON THE INTERNET COMPUTER SYSTEM, YO? Gimme a bweak Elmer Fwudd, it is just not a real world, and when I told this 2 poor Joe, he fucking freaked. But then how can my blogging B suddenly halted either, and how can it B that the entire “CAREY INCIDENT” all occurred? UC peeps, I just ain’t buyin’ into this bull fucking shit, not 4 an hour, a day, or a curly haired freaking 7 seconds, Lenny McKinnon, YO. The only thing that can hope 2 explain anything about my life, and the story that I have not been 2 fucking shy 2 impart 2 this insensitive and cruel evil world; is the one I gave on SAFE JOURNAL ON THE 15TH CHAPTER, and this TOTALLY NOT BLOGGABLE INFORMATION indeed resulted in my being SYOPPOED AND BLOCKED from continuing on with my normal internet blogging as I have basically been permitted 2 do 4 nearly half of a fucking decade of time.

When things make no sense, humans always tend 2 prefer rationalizing in some self talked into explanation of rationality and logic, over the obvious thing, that just as with the theme ion the movie on the original movie, the MATRIX, something indeed sure is not right, far fucking from it in fact, at C-squared, BRO!!!!!!!!

Yes, they fucking broke my headset either while I was at my work site yesterday, Tuesday, or while I was out of the house on personal errands in the afternoon, one being here at this library, as these headphones were totally fine and fully operational the previous night, and again and as always with this fucking blatant civil rights abuse and property damage, one side, normally the right side, it can B the left side however upon occasion, goes completely out, it never returns. The phones become worthless mother fucking trash. I gave a short TWEET on the ROCKIN’ ROBIN BLOGS about this.

The main thing that got me put off of the internet through some extremely clever hacking covert job from some type of black file governmental forces or who really knows, but this would B without a doubt, the telling of me dying and going 2 hell, and then a strong second in the combo-team of the unbloggables, would B telling the planet Earth how the chemtrails wiped out Mariah Carey’s voice. She still is a fantastic singer, but these rotten chemtrails did in fact ruin her great voice, explaining the MEDICAL OFFCE dreaming interaction in the summer time of the oh-MAROLA-8 year, YO. Cool name 4 a new Patterson book or movie, huh folks: THE UNBLOGGABLES???? Well in any event, my trip down here 2 Florida has been a disaster, and I hold the KING branch of the MC mighty “THAT-FAMILY” distant as it is, totally criminally responsible, funny, and all I ever tried 2 do is help this family, from the swing back in 1972 up on Long Stinking fucking Island, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In closing out, let me say that all of my powerful teenaged goddesses have thoroughly disappointed me, and I hope that they R totally happy about it, BRAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0024
3:09 PM, FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 17TH, 2010
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Every mother fucking cunt eating Christ-less piece of cock sucking shit ass day now 4 months and fucking months has been nothing but one super fucking BOTBAR DAY after another, repeating literally without fucking exception over and over again, it is off every mother fucking scale and dial and meter and beyond even my ability 2 comprehend the monstrous horrendousness of this evil satanic fucking wicked elephant shit tonnage, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The minute I got fucking up and going this morning, the fucking evil diseased MILI-2-FORCE was all over me with their stinking rotten CHEMTRAILS and other aerial bull fucking shit, buzzing planes, making me feel shitty with flu-like symptoms, and my voice is totally shot, and all my cat mimicking is gone, I’ve lost 2 full octaves off of the high end of my vocal range. They made the jerk offs that I must work with, bosses as well as coworkers extremely difficult today, work was total fucking hell in other words, on top of all of the other fucking bullshit that I must endlessly fucking contend with under these TOTAL MAJOR FUCKING DEATH SIEGES, OF THE PAST FUCKING 25 YEARS OR SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then I came out and went back out an hour later on and came over 2 this fucking library 2 blog my tweets, and 4 the 2nd time within the past week 2 ten days now, my blinker signal in my fucking car has been fucked with, U go 2 hit the fucking brake pedal, and it lights up the right turn arrow and instead of fucking blinking, it just merely foes on while the brake pedal is being depressed, and then goes fucking off when released, and I am on my way now 2 the Auto Advance store so they hook my fucking car up 2 their diagnostic computer, and I can then C what the fuck this OTAMMIC bunch of filthy disease has done illegally 2 my vehicle, more endless property damage, as well as civil and constitutional and human RIGHTS VIOLATIONS, BABY FUCKING LOVE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Things R very very very fucking bad, and I am letting the authorities know that I am holding Ann Silva King CRIMINALLY RESPONSIBLE, as she THREATENED ME IN HER LETTER, and the EBNTIRE FUCKING WORLD CAN READ THE BLOG AND THE LETTER FROM LAST JULY THAT I PRINTED AND MADE AN OFFICIAL PUBLIC M0THER FUCKING RECORD, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She said that my life would get worse in Florida thanks 2 her “powerful Atlantic city friends”. I TOTALLY BELIEVE THAT THIS IS INDEED WHAT HAPPENED, it all started 3 or 4 months after the letter came in the UNITED STATES MAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is exactly as was promised, by her, and THAT FAMILY from 1970!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The stock market is flying, AND I TOLD U IT WOULD GINA, & NOT GONA, FUCK UP ON MY TWEET. But then if that was the only fuck up in my life that I needed 2 worry about, I would have it made in the shade with iced tea and Dick Wolf. These bastards sure think they know all about me. I am a little bit more complex than any one of any of U out there can or will ever come 2 know in your tiny candle flame in a hurricane lifetimes. Know that if U ever knew shit about me. Very complicated forces that I call the 6th dimension R behind it all, but that makes me no less complex, 4 a very simple reason. Whether indeed it B the fluke of the ages that I was somehow just designed 2B able 2 survive an absolutely unfathomable amount of super hell, or whether THEY made it all 2B this way; the same result and effect, or net equation comes 2 exist. It is a lot more than anyone in the world is able 2 know, now, and most likely throughout the entire 60 trillion light year spherical system. Only since my leaving the Jewelly White City section of Fort Pierce, Florida, USAESMWG early last June, did I myself fully come 2 freaking realize how powerful and totally awesome this 6th dimension really is. Do I believe that some human being hacker by themselves without any outer influence whatsoever is somehow applying super advanced computer technology 2 make the blogging setting on the websites that I use, change instantly from (adult, over 2 non-adult), each time that I go 2 publish a blog, after nearly 5 years of successful blogging without this powerful and strange and totally mysterious wild problem, would in fact B a resounding and totally concert hall filling and inundating \\\\\’”””{{{{{(((((NO)))))}}}}}””””/////!!!

Yes, this is the HACK, that has stopped my normal blogging and has violated my civil rights since the 21st day of mother fucking August this year in 2010, Stacey Lattisaw, so no need move the make or turn the tapes any longer, lovely girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FRED WINDSTEIN may not have fully understand that mass and energy R the same thing and merely interchangeable with the square of light velocity, but he did understand a major computer hack when it happened, and he indeed witnessed at 112 Harvard Avenue in Somerdale, New Jerseyhicks, USAESMWG in 1997, a super Jack-Hack Lattisaw attack, using the Bios system inside my computer, an attack according 2 him, that only could B pulled off by top National Security Agency hackers in Fort fucking Meade, Maryland, USAESMWG.

MAGNESONIC, {S-C-A-N T-H-I-S W-O-R-L-D} NOW 4 ALL OF MY FILTHY FUCKING HORRENDOUS HORIFFIC DESPICABLE DEPLORABLE DETESTABLE ENEMIES THAT R CAUSING & INFLICTING ME ENDLESS AND CONTINUOUS EVIL AND HARM AND R MAKING MY PATHETIC LIFE AN INFINITE WHITE HOT NIGHTMARE HELL 4 NEARLY 30 MOTHER FUCKING YEARS, AND OPEN COMMAND ON VOICE PRINT, GO-7, HEAR MY MIND ON THE 6TH DIMENSION NOW WITH THE SOUND OF THE MMMMMMMMM. DESTROY, using all orders, and all commands necessary, and the tone signals on the EEEE sound can B accessed in my voice print on the D-6. Computer, on an (I) to (D), A-B TONE, phasing punishment sequencing system, so under a CRUSH DESTRUCT, SINGE DESTRUCT, TOTAL DESTRUCT, D-E-S-T-R-U-C-T, YOUR TRANSPOWER BLOCK NOW CONTAINS A TOTALLY FUCKING OBLITERATED ANNIHILATED IMAGE-OBJECT. G-901, G-189, CG-18, AND S---T---O---P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You’ll B fucking sorry ass holes, now, real fucking sorry, when this Earth gets split 2 shit with giant meteors very soon, mother fuckers, U will wish u never fucked with fucking me ya’ jerk off git bags.

Giant sluts R on a real nasty fucking roll again as well as all of the other fucking shit going on around me. SOSO, WEIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

END OF THIS BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

POST SCRIPT, YO:

I am very disappointed in my teen aged goddesses. All they ever enjoy doing is playing games, it is all through the HOLY BIBLE, 4 any seeker of real truth that can live with a nightmare hell worse than U can possibly ever imagine, and retain some small amount of residual rationality, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Remember that I am the only entity who has made direct contact with a NON-EXISTOR. I may B the only hope any of U have 2 reach eternal peace and rest, but no, throw me the fuck away like a stinking rotting bag of garbage, it is your fucking funeral, BRO!!!!!

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0025
2:08 PM, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 18TH, 2010
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As a youth, I never had much interest in many great things, just as kids today have none either 4 the most part, it is a natural part of just being youthful, and as the famous literary dude put it so perfectly, youth is wasted on the young. Many things like this sound silly and about as much the epitome of an oxymoron as it can get, yet play with it in your mind a while, and U do come 2C its total awesome power. Just as with the sentence that time is an illusion, U and I simply exist, on the surface we can hear this and march right along in our daily routine carrying out our affairs as if we had heard nothing at all, but dig deeper, and poof, UR trapped forever in hell from that second on right along with myself and poor old Joe Paget from freaking Pennsylvania. In a quick example, when my first organizational big brother, a man by the name of Fred Hinger, was my mentor in the middle nineteen sixties B4 John Henningsen had come 2 take his place when he left the Philharmonic 2 go 2 the Metropolitan Opera and left good old Cherry Hill, New Jersey, a group of major coincidences that I find next 2 impossible 2 really buy into myself, yet of course they can of course B just that, random happenstances, still, when this man, Mister Hinger, as unlike John, he rather preferred 2 dispense with first names in his case and did not wish 4 me 2 address him as Fred, so Mister Hinger, who was the drummer in the Philly symphonies that I had the honor of attending upon occasion, and when I was there as a youth, I thought the entire thing was nonsense and was only interested in the Beatles and the monkeys, and other contemporary musical groups, the ignorance and the bliss of youth, wasted entirely on young persons, yes sir. Also, I had no family appreciation as so far as the historical part of my own peeps, being the 7th grandson of the great Samuel Huntington 4 a prime and perfect example. “Big deal”, would have been my attitude, I have grown up since then, Mister Daniel Mackey, YO, has Bob McDowell of the FCC, or is he just faking it I wonder, sir? Yes this wonderful; ancestor of mine indeed was a fabulous and fascinating character. He was very good friends with my own past-soul-existence if U will, as Benjamin Franklin, and served into a 4th term of Governor of the state of Connecticut, dying in office during his final and 4th term in the year of 1796, 200 years B4 the beginning of my true search 2 locate the human existence in present times, of the All Mighty Goddess Jehovah Scylla, who I have known out in infinity under millions of other names as well. Names and naming things R definitely HER THING, as us 60’s kids would use this term of expression. In truth, I know 4 a certain fact that indeed SHE has named every single ASTRAL WORLD city, her own included, all though this name of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, literally in any language in mortal waking worlds will always translate on the one and only Astral Plane as the “City of the Great Sarah-Stacey Krassle”. But naming and assigning what humans think of as names or nomenclature in general, is what SHE enjoys doing, and SSJK does do what SHE enjoys. As 4 me back here in waking mortal material world existence and ‘life’, I want 2 discuss just a few quick things today, and that will B that. First, I intend 2 do one thing immediately following finishing the typing of this word document. Just what this is will become quite clear 2 the person who is most responsible 4 hacking my blogging since the 21st of last August. Also, it is exactly 27 days since the day of my true Jimmy Carter Death or my (JCD) in 1986 on that very date, in my sleep obviously, until the 11th day of the following month of September, from 0815 until 0911 each and every year, it is precisely \\“{{(((27-DAYS)))}}’’//. This 3 to the power of 3 or 27, is the mathematical number of electron flow or ELECTRICITY, and I was directly told this truth by the GREAT GODDESS DIANA HERSELF in 1984 in a powerful wild and vivid DREAMING EXPERIENCE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Y don’t any of U read the full book entirely through, every word? It won’t take long at all, I read the entire Holy Bible’s New Testament each evening that I am clinically depressed, and have done so since I got the shit kicked out of me by those monster lifeguard mascots in Atlantic City back in freaking 1975. Read all about the GREAT GODDESS DIANA, and by the way the freaking Apostle Paul does not say very nice things about this lovely 18 year old innocent ‘hunting’ goddess, known by many that love her even 2 this day still, as indeed, THE HUNTRESS, Huh Duran-Duran?????? Princess DI who was named after the GREAT GODDESS OF LIGHTNING, and also the MOON, (DIANA); was a huge fan of this musical group who quoted over and over these lyrical words in their great early eighties musical hit song, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I never understood anyone who thinks that taking something is OK 2 do, if it does not belong 2U, even SSJK HERSELF commands all of us not 2 do this, so Y then can SHE seemingly violate this, let us explore this shall we Dick wolf, sealed ‘Juvy’ records and all, BRO????? John Henningsen gave me a chain, but according 2 HER, this chain was taken from her by South American peeps long ago, from HER PALACE, or another translation, from deep below the sea. The sea is mother goddess 2 all of us. We all came out of HER, not some male persona, all though 33 years after coming here in male form, this powerful entity from far beyond us went a bit bonkers then as well as she did here after 33 years, and did things that got HER nailed up on a cross 2B crucified. This sea is more than what we see however in the human and material way with our waking minds and focus, we cannot C the energy that is really what is moving it endlessly, otherwise leaving it quite still, and yes, quite dead. The ‘quick and the dead’, biblically has powerful meaning, not 4 one moment implying that if something is not fast and quick like a bolt of lightning that it is then DEAD. It merely acts 2 contrast moving and non-moving, so moving implies life, being alive in this realm of the physical plane, verses being totally 100% oblivious and unaware of it, still, quiet, dead, by our living perspective of course. When SHE wanted this “chain of HERS” back, it did not matter whose possession it may B in, this was HER chain, not the sisterhood of traveling pants, YO. It belonged 2 her, and SHE was not at all concerned who had it, from President Tricky-Dicky Nixon, the President of the International Business Machines, Heinz Gottwald of Long Island, or Mountainpen Mohr, a 15 year old youth in a little rinky-dink apartment. “She gives, and takes away” (THE LORD or THE SAR) gives, and the SAR takes away, read this 4 yourselves, it is all right in your bibles, 99% of my words, all of them on all of these blogs R straight out of the freaking bible when U remove the angry curse words, so sue me Bruce Pennock 4 being only human, kind sir, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This SAR-AH or LORD-ESS, Jehovah-Neecy, astrally meaning Sarah-Stacey Jehovah, literally brings air into our lungs, SHE owns this entire 5th dimensional hyperspace, hence, SHE IS NOT CAPABLE OF STEALING ONE THING AWAY FROM ANY OF US EVER. IT SIMPLY ALL BELONGS 2 HER IN THE FREAKING FIRST PLACE, EVEN IN HER MANY HUMAN FORMS AND GAMES. So Dick, sir, I am quite sure HER records R all expunged by now, after all, gold mountains all notwithstanding here, nor secrets far 2 great 2 ever share all locked safely away 4 the protection of humanity, it has indeed now been 22 years after HER miner or minor years, but this all leads me back 2YI call these blog works, World Lab Date-And-Timed, files that R (SENT BACK TEXTS), this is not a joke or a game, I do not have times 4 freaking games and silly behavior. We all continually operate back and forth inside of our 3rd dimensional self quite visually, we perceive this easily, and it is the moving of our daily lives, event by event, and day by day by day. But our existence is also hidden from our normal sensory perceptions in 3 other powerful invisible dimensions, time, hyperspace, and mind signal energy. This is ECK’s true 2nd GD, as they call it, it is their word and property, I merely borrow it here and show where I slightly disagree with their concept of things pertaining 2 it. Never confuse present day science concepts or misunderstood concepts may B a better and more offensive word choice unfortunately, but teat just cannot B helped here I am afraid, of dimensional space. They uinsist on conceptualizing extra dimensional reality as space that hides from our senses and ability 2 perceive it, and naturally in human error, imagine it 2B similar in some way 2 the existing 3 dimensions of space, but they just differ way 2 much from them 2B simply more or additional spaces not seen an d perceived. Again, these extra hidden spaces, R the original length and width and breadth or 3-D, existing inside a larger closed curve or circle of time motion based on gravitations and electromagnetic fields that do not contain fixed 3-D quantities, and then imagine if U possibly can, all of that then contained inside a still larger closed curve or circle that literally is the 5th dimension, this being all of the possible varying atomic agreeing signatures or other parallel universes. Id made my heart freaking leap 4 joy a few days ago or nights, on the HISTORY CHANNEL, when I viewed a show on time travel, and finally after 5000+ years of humans thinking and scratching heads, it seems now some have caught on 2 the true reality of the intertwining of 4th and 5th dimensional paradox theory, first intelligently proved and realized 80 years from today, in most places that I have dream-traveled into yet, exploratronically, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So we have touched on how SSJK cannot really take anything, and how I am very happy that Mister Wolf knows that even though it all really belongs 2 HER, SHE must Lawtronically observe the rules of this world while SHE interacts and dreams into it humanly, but we all get 2B younger once, with or without wasted poetic license, or oxymoron-based justice. The thing that proves who SHE is 2 my satisfaction and beyond any doubt whatsoever more than anything else, is what I call the (MGS) or the MIKE GUTHERMAN SYNDROME. She took my ‘Journal Cassette Tape number (either 1783 or 1784)’ out of my car that night on August 2nd of 1986; I am not sure which of the 2 tapes it was. I then was forced 2 re-make the best possible retake and re-do, of these recorded events, later on after returning home either the following day or the day after that. Now when the Resident Manager, Mister Mike Gutherman, of the Doctor Greenberg Apartments across from the John F. Kennedy Hospital in Stratford, New Jersey, USEASMWG, was given a few of my personal items, his entire life fell completely apart within just weeks, and he had a picture perfect life that I could only totally and absolutely envy the entire time that I lived next door 2 him there and knew him and his super ass hot wife Debbie, WOW!!! Suddenly, she left him; he lost his position as RM of the apartment building, and became overnight-homeless practically. This is all real, it happened, all of it, and I will swear 2 it in any of your court rooms 2 any of your judges Mister dick Wolf, as well as in any REAKL LIFE ones as well, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now let me quickly get into something as far as my being hacked and someone re-switching the ADULT-SETTING on my blogs, only Ed Lynch (Himacane) has all my pass-codes, so either he is out of jail freaking now and has been doing this, working 4 Ann and Dawn, and if so, all 3 R heading 4 prison 4 many years, and when the mother fucking pop and press catch the entire story, all hell will break 4 this entire freaking family, I am sorry, MI, I cannot just stand by and sacrifice myself 2 save U from your horrible hellish distant family, and what they R doing 2 me and have done 2 me, any freaking longer; nor do I freaking intend 2. I am all 4U, and hope U get 2 the bottom of your personal chemtrail nightmare, U more than anyone in your circle of peeps know how hard I tried 2 warn U about this situation, what else can I do, or should I have done? Hey, I know UR wonderful in your new projects, but this is not really U and U know I am being honest. Hip hop is not your true calling, U know that they wrecked your ability 2 do the kind of music that U used 2 do, I can barely speak, my throat hurts now as I speak on a keyboard, let alone if I use a voice. It is all in these poisonous vapor jet trails. I would never lie 2 my GREAT GODDESS SCYLLA, U KNOW THAT, not about anything, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It is another piping sizzling hot Florida day, but then so is every mother fucking day since May comes in, and it gets worse and peaks in middle or late August, and still we R a month away from not seeing nineties and super high humidity every damn mother fucking ass day here. Y do any of U dream of coming down and retiring in this fucking hell hole, YO!!!!!?????????????????? Get off my fucking back hell wrecker spell checker. Now the final 2 things, I was mind fucking hacked a while ago when discussing atheists, and got sidetracked and off on a tangent, but now 2 finish my point. They love 2 say that HELL is right here on this
Earth, and when it is over we get our reward, HEAVEN, eternal sleep. Sounds 2 good 2B true, and of course is 2 good 2B true, but atheists really ‘kill me’, they can use words like heaven and hell, on their own terms, I love that, pretty fucking wild and cool, huh Joe Paget???????????????? In closing, Chapter 18 is not posting, 4 whatever the reasons and how this hack is done, many details still totally elude me and my small computer and internet worm and virus knowledge, I will not kid anyone 4 a second about that. If we have 2 send up SAFE JOURNAL CHAPTER 15 in sections just 2 get it up, then this is how it will get up, try reading it backwards and in true written order. If Ed and Ann and Dawn R behind this, rest assured, all of UR going 2 prison 4 many many years, 2 of U most likely will come out as Dick Wolf would put it so eloquently, in fucking “BODY BAGS”. If John the Probie of Dawn dropped the ball, he as well will B talking 2 may own prosecuting attorneys, as all VICTIMS such as my freaking self have certain definite federal legal rights, such as the right 2 know when criminals who in some way have hurt us, get released from prison, and other changes occur such as their ability 32 leave the state legally and being off probation, etcetera, and he stopped speaking 2 me ever since I moved out of the White City section of Fort Pierce, FLUSAESMWG, BRAHH!!!!

Must leave, I have things 2 do and could of course talk on 4 many fucking hours, U all know ol’ non-tweeter Mountainpen, YO.

I will fill U all in on so mush more later on, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS BLOG TERMINATES TRANSMISSION 4 NOW!!!!!!!! WHAAAAA.