safe journal, chapter 086

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 086
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THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
3RD SUBTITLE: HOOD-LENNY CONNECTION CONFIRMED
FRIDAY EVENING HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA

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Last night, I fell into a very weird and unpleasant 'sleep' early into the morning hours. The next thing I knew, I was with the great PAULA KING. It was major and not all that much is really going to be (James Patterson publicly 'tell-able'). What I can safely tell on my 'safe' journal here, I will, and some can deduce various degrees of shit. First, the jerk off in my neighborhood that is behind all other persons making my life bad here, has the exact same special 'battery' that '10-grand-Joe' had before he was canned over at my place of work. Their website is www.harvestfoodoutreach.org/ and my photo is right there on it, just match it to the one at the blogger site of www.blogger.com/ as a blind child or imbecile can see this is a photo of me, like-DUH, and with McGettigan of the Atlantic City Water Company that magically turned into the pl;ace on Cornwall Child-Molester Avenue in Ventnor, New Jersey, McGuire on Saint James Place and Tennessee Avenues, and printer copiers and ETTOS anti-memory Doc Rogers juice, all notwithstanding, U can Google the Irish Pub of Atlantic City, or go right to the website www.ACMUA.com, but then, why waste your time chewing on garbage, take it me, it tastes rotten as fucking shit, and that is putting it more politely than all of the eels in the Copyright Office that could have freaking told me shit three years ago, and instead watched me wiggle and squirm and suffer in dog-shit and as agent '86' would say so well, AND LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes it appears that there is a very fine gentlemen, TEE-HEE-HEE-HE, 'all over again' Lilly Munster, who rides around with a huge sub woofer, and on nights and days like this one, spends his time, just fucking with me, FORT PIERCE POLICE DEPARTMENT, and I have court evidence that a house has recently been bought by peeps that got it for chump change, and the silent cash transfer came from good old space-time-mind re-phased, LENNY-80, so sorry if I mildly am ripping you off there fatso-Jenny, YO!!!!The Buddhist had his earlier idea and concept of space-time-mind-re-phase, and labeled it with the word, REINCARNATION, either way, sweet lovely George Mason Abbey Car, it works the hell for me. Moving on with last night and the major 'dreaming experience' that I had, Paula King is a person who is not like anyone else in the world, she is beyond mythical or magical, and has powers and abilities that even the horse-accident man would freaking envy. I admit I never saw her fly like Kent,. But then, we do not warp through the galaxy yet, but, we have had digital music for quite a while, and that was not the case with fake President Lincoln and his reception on the Star Ship enterprise that Captain William Kirk Shatner played for him after he 'beamed aboard'. So can we warp through space, and what is NASA covering up. All ready, they said they launched some shit a week ago or so, then today some other shit was supposed to go up and yet I heard that the last thing up was supposed to be the end of this stupid tax wasted bullshit. Who is kidding fucking who here with all these lies and all this fucking total bullshit, Lenny Rappernoise??????????????????? Let's move it along now with Paula. I admit that I have been madly in love with this powerful strange goddess since I was a twelve year old boy. She also was able to be the 'mysterious' Sarah that even the great hotel owner, Estelle Anderson Bassler never remembered yet every minute detail of everything else she could mother fucking recite like a grandma recipe.

The interaction or dream as most would refer to this as, began with unbloggable shit. She told me shit that I should have known was true all along, sorry again, TQ, should have trusted you, what a total freaking butt-wipe I am. Hopefully this does not spill too much, knowing me and this HC, it did. It explains the mail order business after leaving the Haddonfield school, the STM shit all along and exactly how it all happened and why, all the wild 'night-time-interactions all my mother fucking life and especially after the '36' month later incident after my Doctor Cohen 25 stitches after the Bruce Walter deal in WESTMONT, 320 years before major Westmont shit channeled through STM. How I remember the '36' number popping up over and over again that day in early 2008 at the Resorts International Hotel and Casino of Atlantic city, New Jersey, USAESMWG, before the old PA system 'went to town' the same way it did all through the early eighties right up into the nineties, so let me not say any more or fuck around with MAGNETICS OR ERNIE MERKER, OF THE RPL STUDIOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What I can talk about is that Paula became a jet black dog, I forget what breed, and she talked with the same voice that she has in real life, or that she had in the nineteen-sixties anyway. Normally, Buddha reality works in one way, but occasionally, some powerful entity on the ASTRAL PLANE masters becoming two things, first beating something called LAWTRONICS, and second, entering the physical world as a person who can literally dream through and dominate, not only their own doppelganger in numerous local universes in hyperspace, but then apply a power house secret that effects reality in the trans-dimensional multiplex of STM by doing a certain 'un-tell-able thing, Jimmy'. Trump is an entity not as Trump, but in a true Astral World Identity, who managed somehow to beat LAWTRONICS. This fancy “L-WORD” is the 7th dimension, and this 'reality' is a BOSS of a sort, and tells all the lower six dimensions below and inside of it that come to be, what limits and barriers are permitted within the 4-D universes in all of the unfathomable hyperspace. Being able to do certain things while within a carbon based lifetime, or (while awake as a human being), is NOT PERMITTED, “LAWTRONICALLY”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One of these people used me to create their entire personality on a tape recorder in the year of 1979, and literally bring the reality of shit alive, through a body and person all ready here and existing, but without the power source used, never would have allowed any of this wild shit that happened, to happen. The other cleverly manipulated the powerful ASTRAL WORLD AUTHORITIES, known to some on this awake Earthly physical life as the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, to give special permission to bypass the LAWTRONICS of the D-7, and this would be Paula, so go figure the other dude, like-DUH-CMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What would I've even done without you Ann King Silva? Well, that is HSE, and irrelevant to this blog of right now, YO. Paula told me I am not imagining that the entire Process Department where I work is from Suffolk County, New York. One dude there has a loud speaking voice and I'd need to be totally deaf not to have heard him back in the middle of the week saying and I quote, “I know everybody in the county”. I asked him the following day, yesterday if my memory correctly serves me, if he knew the Gottwald, the Huntington's, the Myers, or boat-kisser Jimmy Dean? I knew that he would be too young to know any of these peeps, and he admitted that he did not. Still, I doubt you know everybody in the freaking county, old pal, but why is all of SC, no not you cousin Sarah Callio, working in one silly place down here in South Florida, and as the Romans might put it so eloquently, and MD miles away??????????????????? Paula went on to tell me that my limited knowledge of STM is why some things seem mysterious, both to me as well as others, and others even more so, as they know squat-beans about SPACE-TIME-MIND in the 21st freaking century, just as the 19th century peeps knew squat-beans about 'SPACE-TIME', until old Albert came along with his formulas and 'theories'. Theories my mother fucking ass hole. Then this lovely large talking black dog finished speaking this and suddenly appeared to do a Star-Trek-TNG-Mike Slewinski non-uni-bomber, sort of being there and not there at the same time for maybe 20 seconds or so, and then in a bright flash, she became my giant Paula, the way she really is and always was and always will be. Donald Trump is not related to her in human form, but these two are brother and sister in a large Astral World society of gods and goddesses in the great Province Olympia at the capitol in Olympia proper. This is also true of the Earth Lightning Goddess, Diana Zudlecronessia Arteemis. Her twin brother is Apollo-Lucifer Diabolis Arteemis. This line are first cousins to the Krassle family of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, almost clear over on the opposite end of Province Olympia, measured on Earth this would appear in an illusion form of roughly measured in miles of 25 quadrillion. Still, the choice is there to travel across and enjoy the wild Astral scenic view that could never be described by any human writer, or merely to just pop over 'A' to 'B'. All of this information was posted on my website in the Earth mortal world year AD of 2006, o0n a now defunct website that in case the future internet is here and has tuned back to my blog using 'distance delay wide field bounce', www.morianity-foundation.com/.

Wednesday evening, my scumbag WOMO enemies gave me a monstrous and vicious diarrhea attack, and today they fucked with me at work, and tonight and all afternoon here in the hood with Lenny and the gang. I never in a million years knew one [powerful secret until last night and the memory that survived into wakeful human consciousness. Right now it won't be blogged. Keep fucking with LM REINC and it will, along with so many of all of your secrets, it will hurt for more than a day. Not all things work like 'Journal-Cassette tape 1796', and not all things can be set to health and well being settings. Am I a liar Copyright Examiners of a quarter century ago, YO, or is this a sworn testimony of truth that I could freaking take into freaking court???????????????????? As I said before and will most likely reiterate over and over again in man y as following blog, MI STORY TELLS ITYSELF, EVEN IF WE JUST TAKE IT BACK TO JOURNAL TAQPE 1786, the flip side is of course, as the US ()C) Office would perceive the reality of this, “Real-Good-Girl”. I apologize again, I should have known, especially being a well read DSM-4 person, it is all in the book, none of it was ever your doing or fault, is was always Gawky's, and I block out to this day how he hit you at the age of five, that totally sucks!!!!!!!!

Speaking of numbers and truths, it amazes me that the average person has not come to realize that Gene Roddenberry was indeed, just as Steve Murray said he was, AN OLYMPIAN GOD. The TNG episode from earlier this week with the super powerful repulsion beam hurling the ship light years from the planet of 'mystery' also showed the STM connection to creative art, especially the art of vibrations when harmonically blended in correct orders, called MUSIC. Every note in a twelve semitone octave can be assigned a number, and any son g can be examined GAWNUMLY. Wow, this one is not 'coming out' tonight, OK Diana?????? I know Brian told the truth back in September of 1983, and Daniels can try and bull fucking shit me all he wants to. DUD, buddy, I know what I know, BUT!!!!!!!!!!!

There are millio9ns of things I will; say as time runs along and SHE sings HER song, so without STM, Sir AE, how could I have ever written 'LONG RIVER BLUES' in 1979, DUH??????????

Well, the old expression about cats being away and mice playing at that time, reared its ugly head and showed a reality to me recently that I will not freaking soon forget, YO!!!!!!!!!!!

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