SAFE JOURNAL OF KING NEBNOOSHOO, CHAPTER 0216

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0216
SUPPLEMENTAL ENTRY:

FBI, UNITED CROOKED NATIONS, HAGUE, AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION, HUMAN RIGHTS FREEDOM FIGHTERS WHO ARE NOT PHONY AND FAKE BUT REALE,********************** H------E------L------P~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~M------E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am under fucking MAJOR UTILITY DEATH SIEGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Cable modem went out for no reason 3 minutes after I shut off my COMCAST CABLE TELEVISION SYSTEM, they read my mind and KNEW SOMEHOW that I was gonna' fucking blog, THEY TOTALLY FUCKING KNOW SHIT BEFORE I EVEN FUCXKING DO IT, THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR 57 FUCKING CUNT LAPPING YEARS, AND THE KENNEDY FAMILY IS THE ONLY FUCKING POSSIBLE EXPLANATION. Playboy Jack, don't get me started. He was no more from this part of the GALAXY than I am.

The rooming-house owner in Atlantic City, along with the buyers of the TRINIDAD MOTEL B4 the SUPER-8 CHAIN took it over, and not to forget the 'alchemist' of the invisible merry-go-rounds and 5-Party SARAHS, masquerading as living peeps, when really, they are ghosts named Hoffa, and on and on, with secrets that would blow more than Quakertown, Pennsylvania away, or Allentown, or Billy Joel who never meant for the fucking song to be about that place aniwho; is all one ugly huge mess, and this mess as all messes that Stanley can hope to ever get me or anyone else into for that matter, has indeed got a name, and it is KENNEDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This entire family is SUPERNATURAL, and in 1995, a rash of articles came out all over the press, and not many remember, most were successfully IAD-ETTOS MIND CONTROL-PAWM-PIE influenced and dominated to totally forget this entire situation, but things all came out, and a few peeps believed that the OJ TRIAL was all a fixed event so that the satellites could be able to pick up a very special event out in this planet's magnetosphere, and the mighty ass CNN has the videotapes, and knows precisely what is being mother fucking discussed. None of this matters because all shit is nothing but fucking waves and particles, it is not the big-K that is fucking with me, it is the fucking **'SIXTH DIMENSION'** that is behind it all, literally, well, not behind it, but is in fact an all encompassing reality that's surrounding it.

Beginning at around just past eight of the mother fucking clock on the evening of Thursday the 18th day of August, an 18th and a fucking “K-DAY” and this K is for KARGE, meaning on the ASTRAL PLANE, ALL MIGHTY FAMILY, this of course on the OLYMPIAN PTROVINCE is none other than the KRASSLE family, and its EARTHLY equivalent is the BIG-K, and this is GOSPEL FUCKING POWER ASS TOTAL TRUTH, WORLD; LIKE IT OR SHIT ALL OVER IT, SAME DIFF, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, “BUT” and FUCKJ THIS HENRY FONDA SECRET MOVIE MARKER CLUB BULLSHIT of the mighty ass MOVERS SOCIETY, and of course totally inescapable initials and small security company fish ultimately bought out by the bigger fish of SNYDER FLYER ENEMIES with numerous prefixes before the great E-LETTER, but yes, shortly past eight last evening, a FIRE ALARM WENT OFF IN THIS PUBLIC HOUSING BUILDIONG, and this continued all night long, going off and on, and there is a reason that this faulty event occurred and is complex, and very 6th dimensional and phase-4 being connected, as are all truths inside of this hyperspace, only SOME WAY MORE THAN OTHETRS, in small picture play.

Two huge things are in need of explaining, no matter how this may or may not be going out into dead air and nothingness, there is a powerful subliminal effect, like not cussing in front of new born babies, and playing soft music instead, and all peeps know this in this somewhat modern and advanced age, all be it a total cave person era next to what I understand in total truth. One of these powerful truths that no one has clue point oh one of really grasping as of two thirds into the year of two thousand and Misses Marola eleven; is that there is a reality, not a location, but a real condition that is causing MIND to exist in smaller folds of a gigantic box where most of the folds are invisible to the entities existing inside the first three of its mother fucking folds. David Charles Roth, you died too soon, BRO, and not in the first week of March of 2002, following my mom's murder by the mighty K-CLAN, executed by the member named PAULA JULIA of the Mega-Identities Club, but when you left me in spirit in the ending nineties, also under total ETTOS-IAD-MC of the PAWM-PIE- “INVISIBLE BERMUDA TRIANGLE HUMAN WORLD GANG of POP-UPS, MOVERS, and all manner of other 'biblical-outworlders', who need a lot of mother fucking money in order to operate PHYSICALLY ON THIS PLANET, and use the DOW JONES system, as their main means of ripping off 99% of all the players in that club, as this one percent, builds an endless base, dipping it down, buying it back, and THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR DECADES AND DECADES AND FUCKING DECADES, FOLKS; YOU BLIND STUPID ASS HOLE IGNORANT PRICKS WHO THINK YOU FUCKING KNOW SHIT ABOUT THE STREET AND THE GAME IN NEW YORK, AND DON'T KNOW FUCKING SQUAT. You don't wanna' fucking believe in the MOVER CLUB, and that is fine and well. I have no choice but to believe, they have kidnapped me endlessly into their PAUL STODDARD FUCKING FOLD, I am powerless, other than to spread the message as long as I can, AND BELIEVE ME PEEPS, I WILL BE FUCKING SHUT UP, SOON; JUST AS I FUCKING WAS LAST FUCKING YEAR, TWEET, TWEET, TWEET, ROCKING FUCKING ASS ROBIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARCHIVE IT PEEPS, as it all is up there from last year, the year before that, and so on and so mother fucking forth. As for tonight's story, it is way more complex than a few words or even many blogs, could ever really hope to ever accomplish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So let me try and go where DAVE ROTH was not willing to go, in Warren Grove, OK, MISTER Kenny Rogers, and Lucille, and Fudge-Shops in the Jersey Pines, and dead Super-8-Men, and Horse Accidents, and all sorts of other nasty ass fucking horrendous junk?

Many peeps know about the recurring 'school dream' deal of EGG HARBOR, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG, and the matching name, and MI and PEE; and stuff relating to all of this deplorable shit that I have gone through 'for a very long time now, while not crying for any babies, or special ladies'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I have cleverly given powerful ass truths, reasons for huge corporate affairs. And so much more, and only wish that I had the time to worry about mundane things like noisy airplanes over my residence, it seems you like to dish shit out huh Donald Trump, but taking it, well, THAT'S ANOTHER THING, RIGHT OLD PAL?????????????????????????? Saw you last night going over my building, college-boy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Watch out for DIANA STROBELIGHT, MISTER WILDHAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEIT. No peeps, it seems this unbalanced and very unfair world is operating in these three dimensions, because of the way that it is operating first in the three higher ones above and beyond these first three, or really, SURROUNDING THEM!!!! Please try and keep the HAMMER-MAN off of me, MI, P----L----E----A----S----E. He really got those ROMAN EMPIRE SOLDIERS to slam into my extremities with brutal force, I don't forget stuff like that, just because a couple of freaking mellenia of time has passed in a waking-world-illusion, 'precious brown eyed girl'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I do not want to go away and leave my baby blue. It may have been twenty eight years now, with or without Callio's rotten nightmares, but please help me. It was bad enough when this wild crazy teen nicked up my hub cap and boosted my stereo, but this is growing far beyond totally FIRE-MALL MONSTER-ASS REDICULOUS, with or without giant KATE from the QUEEN!!!!!!!!!!

Here is what is happening, and why HE caused this 'malfunction' tonight in my building. I told Dave at the Highpoint Military Installation of the Jersey Pine Barrens War-Games area that dark early pre dawn morning in the summer time in 1997, about hyperspace-mechanics. Just as Professor Deturch at the U of P in 1993 told me I invented a brand new non-white-key math discipline called 'PARALLEL-EVENT SCIENCE', I also invented the term of HYPERSPACE MECHANICS, or I think I have done this, unless partner PP or other named or nameless peeps wish to challenge the authenticity of this claim on this copyrighted blogging work of non-fiction, MISS UMWELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is not some super complicated thing when explored in a very simple set of exercises that one may call SIMPLE HYPERSPACE EFFECT EXPERIMENTATION, as opposed to COMPLEX, or 'SHEE', verses 'CHEE', both pronounceable, and almost in an eerie way, when higher religion and philosophies are attached into all of this bullshit, such as life and givers of Chinese and all life, MOTHERS, or the FEMALE, as opposed to the male. I did not make these initials work out the way that they do here, by intention,and sweat that UNDER GODDESS AND COUNTRY, OR WHAT IS LEFT OF MY GREAT COUNTRY, that the HUNTINGTON and other FOUNDING FATHERS CREATED a short while back in the middle late eighteenth century, YO.

Finishing up tonight, only one quick thing will be said as an opening foundation into why the fire alarm mal-fuck-tioned tonight, causing incredible agony, and will most definitely cause the EVIL EMPIRE TO GAIN BACK ALL OF THEIR LOST STOCK MARKET POINTS TOMORROW, OR EVEN MORE, as always is the case, just as last week, and EVERY WEEK SINCE THIS FUCKING ASS DISEASED NIGHTMARE ALL BEGAN FOR ME, ON THE , YEAH, YOU GUESSED IT CORRECTLY FOLKS, THE 15TH DAY OF AUGUST OF 1986!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW, will I ever stop talking about this? MAYBE I WILL, I know I will if DING gets off my back.

Let me tell you about the SHEE, the SIMPLE way of running an experiment, and NO PEREPS, this will be simple, so don't freaking expect it to really scratch the dings off the surface of real shit here, it is all very over SIMPLIFIED for sake of time and keeping any possible audience. First off, I love my two kids with all my heart. There is no experiment about any of that. Secondly, there is real mathematical shit, that backs up a lot of things that only I know about; despite being surrounded by numerous well degreed professionals, in numerous math and science disciplines; and coming from the smallest, and going all the way to the greatest universities, on this silly little planet. I will not start to get into why the secret of all of this, lies within the ratio between the curve of the atom, and the curve of the entire hypersphere, it just 'DOES', and without my intentionally adding any 'RGG' emphasis, US Copyright Office. The 3rd part of this, is the connection between all of this, and the PHASE-4 entities that become aware of their 'condition' on an Astral-Plane of existence, and then when they lose enough energy and begin dreaming downward, as PHASE-2 beings do as well, onto this PHASE-3 PHYSICAL-PLANE of so called material tangible life, they cannot fall asleep properly, and keep cycling, trying endlessly or so it may appear to them, to switch their light and their light-switch affection on, from the darkness, and never seemingly do so until eventually given all of infinity, someone matches the design and pattern of their energetic reality with what humankind refers to as the 'human imagination', thus creating these characters of fiction as opposed to permitting their actual physical births, onto this material world existence along with us here physically. Now, knowing some of this, [permits daydream-experimentation, as well as far more dangerous things, dangerous in that just as having and carrying a gun around with you when you have no idea how to properly use or shoot it, and it all is legal as well, and as goes the great example we all have heard over and over again since earliest childhood, that a little knowledge is far worse than no knowledge, in most cases, a powerful and accurate truth and reality, YO. So how do I simply wrap up, this knowledge of how to do a simple hyperspace effecting experiment? How do you DO a SHE, as in how does one actually reach the WAKING-FREEZE of the FASCITAR, and then UI would give you the step by step simple instructions of the 6-10 method, as I've done countless times over my past six plus year blogging career, there are no secrets in MORIANITY. This is not a secret society, diametrically, it is a cause for exposing truths and revealing freaking hidden secrets, sometimes as subtly as possible, in order to keep the ALL MIGHTY EMPIRE RULER, and my great daughter, happy. So just what are these simple SHEE instructions, many are screaming out by now, I am quite sure? Well, keep your shirts and blouses on, here it is. You allow phase four characters to exist, as well as entire plots. The entire time that this is being done, you have two parts to your personality. The rational part remains totally sane and recognizing that only one universe is seemingly tangible and therefore real and true, while another part of you is literally creating hyperspace effects. This sounds like a child in a sand box either alone or with friends, playing make believe. Let me finish by telling you, that children are reversing what you must learn to keep straight. There are two absolute truths. Your physical reality and attached universe, atom by atom, is one of them. The other is any kind of created fantasy. Children without parental assistance, would get lost in fantasy, not eat, not come in out of the cold, and cross the street without caring about fast moving automobiles being a reality, as though they are asleep in a dream. We as adults then train them to slowly GROW UP and out and away from the fantasy worlds totally. We all hold onto just enough of it to maintain our humanity. But I tell you all right now as grown up children, that you need to know that both these worlds are as real and true, either one to its other, and while remaining in the necessary reality, you can maintain, as Donna summer and her WFMU friends on the internet claim, in my case, total insanity. Now this is only lesson one, and this is where I lost David Roth, as he was unwilling to cross the first gateway and huge barrier into a controlled insanity, so that huge powerful shit will all begin happening around you, this is NO FUCKIONG FANTASY AT ALL, TAKE MY WORD FOR IT. It is so powerful, that it is guarded by the CONTROLLERS OF THIS UNIVERSE, with penalty of torture and death, and naturally, this is what they have been fucking inflicting on me now since, yeah, right; you know the mother fucking date, so why type it in again folks, YO?

Yes, that little girl was not a living human, on the merry go round, and I figured that all out long before your show, Party-5-Sarah. Still, she was there for reasons, as was the boy in Quakertown at the other play park. I ran into what this world would say, two dead children, and played with them, but without psychiatric medication, I have totally tuned out the psychotic voices from other dimensions, I just know and remember what is real, but I have masked it all out. One does have to live in this world, and some of us actually think they want to. Well, that is none of my business, folks. I only can talk from the perspective of myself, and as my dad told me long ago, it is a good idea to but out of other folks' business, and I learned this before losing any teeth or nursing any broken ribs. Others lose teeth and get taped chests, and still they never learn. Maybe when we figure out where all the young men have gone, as the old song says, then we need not ever have the desire to live the lives of others, and get on with living the lives of us. Still, phase four beings are out there, and with or without my assistance or yours, they will all eventually find their way into this world. This is not the end of the lesson of the SHEE, but merely the most infinitesimal ice shavings, off of the great berg that sank the mighty HMS TITANIC 100 years ago, folks, and that's the truth, and here comes the judge, and Curnell Hogan, I KNOW SOMETHING, SOMWTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just don't know how to spell the name of this military officer, and as usual, spell-checker is fucking totally fucking ass worthless, as is Micro-sucks in general, to quote ED LYNCH, not Muscles Ed at the Cifaloglio Garage of Folsom, New Jersey, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I NEED YOUR HELP, FCC CHAIRMAN, BOB MCDOWELL, OLD PAL, PWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE. T----A----N----K----S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

END TRANNY, OLD GRANNY, WHAAAAAAAAAA, & HA-HA-HA. Real funny Sheila Franklin. Laugh on, Retracing Callio.