“HELLO ALFRED HITCHCOCK RODNEY SERLING”
T/T/W/M/ AND ALL APPLICABLE SUBTITLES,
INCLUDING A NEW ONE TONIGHT I WILL CALL
I MUST B 1969 SUPER SPIROGRAPH, AS THEY JUST
WON’T LEAVE ME ALONE, I TURN THEM ON!!!!!!
Datfile: 100608.866.66------Beginning of transmission:
I will tell all of U now that no one alive out there, no United States tough ass Marine Corpsman, NONE OF U, could survive every day and night of your infinite life, nothing but 24/7/365.2422, in ENDLESS TORTUOUS TORMENTED HELL, BY AN INVISIBLE TOTALLY COVERT FORCE, AND KEEP YOUR SANITY AND FUNCTION AS WELL AS I CAN DO IN EVERYDAY ‘NORMAL’ SOCIETY, NOT A ONE OF U, FROM ROBERT LEBY RIGHT DOWN THE TRUCKING CB LINE-601.
All day I am run ragged by my new-home bosses and then attempt 2 get just a little bit of peace 2 night watching my LAW AND ORDER show, and 5 minutes into the show, my entire drop ceiling, near the TV and computer, all comes down in a thud. B4 going any further, we have total asshole neighbors above us that R continuously in my opinion, engaging in drugs and prostitution, it is one huge ongoing Traymore Hotel party up there, and they R total pigs raised by TNG and all pigs, throwing sewage out windows and the list would read like a gross out contest 4 Ripley’s Believe it or Not. The PIPE has a leak in it, and tomorrow, the MAINTENANCE people will need 2 come over and repair both it and the drop ceiling tiles that all came tumbling and Suzie Quattro stumbling down, like Traymore Hotel partying drunkards. Honestly, U would have 2B following me and miseries all around each and every day 2 not only really C what I am going through at the hands of some huge covert black ops conspiracy to wreck and totally ruin a human beings’ entire trucking lifetime on this planet, but 2 really crawl into every little nuance pertaining 2 my hell, U still would also need 2B aware of certain realities that R real and not imagined, as well as B able 2 comprehend both the smaller and the bigger picture that is forever involved in my monstrous freaking nightmare. Every time in my entire life, that I pray to the all mighty GOD/GODDESS SCYLLA JEHOVAH, all hell breaks loose and things grow viciously worse, usually within minutes, and hours at longest. First off, I told U that when I am forced 2C ones in a bunch, my life always rapidly goes from excrement to the power of 5 to excrement to the power of 35. Recently as U all well know, I have been getting clock attacks out the yin/yang and seeing Jane Dirthole Fonda’s slapped Jay-Lo face represented digitally, left and right and sideways over easy under hard and up my butt dot net. No all I wanted after a brutal wicked day was a little tiny bit of TV relaxation with my L&O and instead, I took a horrific monstrous attack. Every time I pray and ask this Almighty Being 4 help, Diana’s scuz bucket brother Apollo-Lucifer, U mortals still say, THE DEVIL, who is jealous 2 death of my love for Sarah-Stacey, as well as her eternal love 4 her THAT BOY, the FIUREDOG or ZERANNISS YANCY, my actual official Millionth Council or AWA recognized CITY-NAME in Sahasra Dal Kanwal is “YANCY”, nut due 2 this pricks jealousy of our stupendous great eternal love, he POURS ON AN ASSAULY AGAINST ME, whenever I pray and say “Please help me, SSJKK”. Starting this afternoon as I later learned the Dow was off by more than 800 points, I was brutally messed with and viciously persecuted in all manner of hellishness, which of course brought the Dow back 500, still closing off on the day by more than 3 and a half bucks, but this under 10 thousand close is a major REME victory against the ALEE, and they have 2 respond in order 2 do a re=balance. I do not care who believes me about all of this, I know it is all true as I have been directly suffering through it 4 nearly one quarter of a trucking century now. Until very recently, I would blame SSJKK, but my shellfish days R forever over, I just love my teen queen way 2 much 2 accuse her of ever wanting 2C me come 2 harm, as I totally know that this is not the case. I love U, Sarah-Stacey, and your miserable cousin Al is persecuting me straight 2 my grave, please my eternal queen, help me. Did I mention a broken pipe in a residence, and maintenance men coming over. Wow should I chill now or throw rocks and paper later while they call me “sweet cheeks”? This is not a funny joke, and I know my QUEEN, that UR not laughing. Now I know YI am here at the great 65-Marhouse, now I KNOW, ALL MIGHTY QUEEN SSJKK-PIMC!!!!! NOW I KNOW. 4 the longest time, as the song goes, I have believed my residence is being PHYSICALLY entered and the property damage that is being done 2 me over the past 25 years, is being done PHYSICALLY. NO SIR, it is being done on a higher level than physical, it has 2B, as Dawn was here all day when I was out, and later Ann was here with Chicky’s brother’s when Dawn and I went back out regarding another “maintenance” related matter, as Ann Silva is paid a small sum even though no longer living there, as the resident manager of the other apartment house across town where she and daut-Dawn were living when I was back at the trailer park. Yeah, maybe I’ll yell out “LIGHT” when they come over tomorrow, it all works and operates on beams of light or photon energies aniwho Miley. Guess UR getting a real kick out of reading about and observing my hell, Paul, ya crud. I was good enough 4 him and all ofem when I had a quarter million dollars USD in credit 2 throw around a dozen years ago, when we began Studio-Park-Record-Company. Now U and your pals from Tennepuke can have a real good laugh on me. U and bearded Billie-Bo, and all of U, U don’t ache or break my heart, as I am glad 2B rid of all of U’s. Senator hopeful from there said it best on L&O, GOOD RIDDENCE!!!!!!!! The problem my wonderful queen is that this parallel is built into this arcade UR jacked into from upline and now I can C the truth of it and it indeed does go back paralleling me all the way 2 the day I entered into this miserable Mountainpen dream nightmare on December the 4th of 1954, Paul and Paul. Oh well, Y not, there is also Paula and Paula, Uwich and King, not 2 mention L&O Weston, and not needing 2B a witch 2 enjoy MANWICH!!!!!!!!! Take a lesson Geico, here is a well made commercial totally the opposite of your stupid junk. When the upstairs neighbors were reported, we also had a talk with Betty, from the house next door, closer 2 the Wal-Mart Store. She said that these people above us just started all this after we all moved in, and that they never acted up or did this kind of stuff B4, shades of other OTAMM-PROOFS I have, many recorded unknown 2 the speaker after I engaged them in a Joe Barrios Flashrunner conversation from the ‘90 year. No I must B a super Spirograph, I really turn on these crud bags as they endlessly cannot ever leave me alone. I never forget a catchy jingle, whether it B the recent Manwich commercial or all the way back into 1969, Count Petofi. Spellchecker does not recognize Spirograph or Manwich, wow, shame on U. Well I am going 2 meditate out of here and take my lovely Diana Arteemis 2 a gorgeous waterfall either somewhere in Ricktown or out far beyond somewhere, where she can dangle her long yellow hair into my face and tell me that she loves me and will always B my giant coil. If I remain much longer here in physicality without getting a break from it I’ll lose my trucking mind all together. Remember that if U attempt 2 remain awake long enough, more than just your body calls U back into astrallity. Try it and prove I am speaking a major truth 2U all. If deep below your surface conscious waking mind level of thought, U wanted 2 endlessly remain physical and alive here on this tangible material physical plane of existence, then explain 2 me how eventually, not only your body wants out of here, but U know very well that the secret I now tell 2U all and force U2C and cogitate upon it seriously, verifies my claims that U really want oblivion or said better, NIRVANA. When U reach that point, not only your body is begging 2 fall down into bed and just die out of here, but U know that all that makes U the U that U think that UR, is as well, go ahead, try it, PURT ME INDEED 2 THIS TEST, and then contact me and say I am wrong, if U dare!!!! U know U will B a total liar if U do!!!!!!! I have tons of little secrets like this one, keep pushing me OTAMM, and I will wake up more than Queen M, I’ll wake up the entire physical world. Still and all, I do nothing that the great MC tells me NOT 2 DO. U RULE, UR the boss, and the ruler of my heart as well. Please try and look out 4 me, IWALU. Is it not fascinating how my school chum just a neighborhood away, Michael Landon from Bonanza and Little House on the Prairie, from the Collingswood, not Haddonwood, high School, made such a huge thing in his angel show about your mighty miracle of coming into people’s dreams? What did U tell him about our secrets Queen Mariah? He sure knew about this one my teen queen. Well I could rant on but I will have maintenance people throwing rocks and papers and scissors at me in the morning so let me squeeze out onto the astral realm 4 a whittle while and END THIS WHITTLE TWANSMISSION, ELMER FWUDD!!!!!!
Monday, October 6, 2008
WHEN U'VE GOT NOTHING ELSE OTAMM, BULLEY
“When U’ve Got Nothing else OTAMM, Bully”
Teohiv/Timcam/Webcam/Morpro-1995,etc.
Staring at the 444444444’s at quarter B4-5,
Evening of super botbar Monday and every day,
SIEGE times I’ve lost count, and this is October,
My darkest month every trucking year, here in ‘08
This is the 6th day of this sick month and sick year.
Well starting on yesterday, Sunday, a regular and basically dependable super siege and super high Otammic day of the week, all through today, Monday, the death hell siege from evil wicked scum trash hole WOMO), the mighty evil TAWF/BRIGGBASE/MILITUFORCE, has been unconscionable and totally diseased, as only pure maggot disease swallowers that came from same mothers, could ever B so low as 2 endlessly viciously pick on a totally innocent United States victim and citizen, as these garbage swallowing regurgitation machines that they mistakenly refer 2 themselves as humans, in fact forever and continually do. As the title 2 this work implies as well as makes direct testimony about with no punches meant 2B pulled nor any holds meant 2B barred. First, as I came 2 learn with total certainty in the autumn of 1994 after my INTERACTION on the beach with my GREAT ALL MIGHTY TEEN QUEEN,. Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, was followed by once returning 2 the waking world, a major MILITUFORCE death siege, which as stated previously on many occasions, was somewhat more of a rarity in this ‘94 year as the ICPE problem was softened 4 me by ‘some’ one or thing Captain Boston, and the sports crap was not hardly an issue, cutting me a break after nearly 8 long years of hell and dog shit, and again ever since right 2 this very day is still my ongoing fiery dragon nightmare that no kung fu fighter army ever could hope 2 vanquish, and in fact only 2 entities/persons on this brown and green Earth can do this 4 me, these being Klemp and Carey, and I know this with total and absolute passion and sense of clear reality!!!!!!!! We will get into the ice-ball through the bus incident and many other things, looking back it was giant dangerous Paula King who did this 2 me and my mom in Pleasantville, NJUSAESMWG, where else, natch!!!!!!! My life ended 4 me as I told Photeous and John, sons of the Greek restaurant owner of the 1960’s Tennessee Avenue restaurant near the boardwalk, “MY LIFE ENDED IN THE YEAR 1970. Speaking of years and great errors in judgments, I said that something was something in a recent prior blogging text, and gave the year by accident of 1900, natch I meant 2 type an eight and not a zero in there, and was trying 2 say the year 1980, vely vely sahwee Elmer Wabbit Fwudd. May 30th of 1969 was when SSJKK said, “Your friends are in the shop”, and 5 or 6 weeks later she said to Paula or Nina, her gang friends there in Atlantic City, “I’m darker than you are”, back in early July of this year, 1969, 40 or 41 weeks B4 the following March 27th, in the ‘70 year. First-born children delivered by women tend 2B in the range of 34-37 weeks, while 3rd and later deliveries, MC4 example, the range can extend from this all the way indeed from 36-42 weeks 2 deliver. The math if U reincarnationalist types insist of perceiving linear time and putting God in a box that must conform 2 our rules, it still works out picture perfect 2 the last time I ever saw SSJKK on this mighty and frightening Avenue in this town of sin and shame, ACNJUSAESMWG.
Today, I had off the scale aerial harassment, the Milituforce dive bombed me with huge military filth vessels at the Hamilton Mall of English Creek, NJUSAESMWG, while taking Chicky’s brother Marcus and 2 of his close friends, over there so they could purchase some new work shoes. Chem trails were totally vicious, planes, helicopters, name it and it was out there and all the truck around me like I’m Osama Bin Laden or something. Him they don’t bother or even try 2 catch, me they persecute endlessly, and any of U believe this is normal, natural, and not about as totally surreal as it gets on this trucked up[ planet of sewage. The things I could say, do not even get me going right now, ECKERT/ECKANKAR/ECKHOUSE/music keyboard man 90210 odds in the thousands to one against!!!!!!!!!!
A child can C what is going on. I asked my QUEEN 2 come 2 me on any realm in any way and help[ me, and wow did she. The thing she tried and eventually 2 do behind daddies back is not important and will not now or ever B blogged, as it is none of this worlds business, if MC ever wants 2 talk about it on Leno, that is HER business. But I have come 2 figure out after roughly 27 hours of brutal siege by diseased WOMO-TAWF, around 3-4 this afternoon roughly while in Shop Rite Grocery Store of Hammonton, and again being screwed with by their MUZAK attacks via that diseased twisted lizard Gecko Geico dog shit, every time practically that I am in that store or the Super Stale across the White Horse Pike, also in Downtown Dogtown Berryville/Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. U think I do not C what the truck goes on? U think I do not pick up on all of this pig smell? Back in the pursuit of this point, her father and her do not C eye 2 eye and never have, about ME. Look at the 1994 interaction where he and mate Mariena-Carlittia Krassle, chased me away from their great All Mighty Scylla daughter, on the beach when we were enjoying the fun of our lives together and she agreed 2 marry me and B mine forever. Look how after he screwed it up, I lost her in the human world 2 her current EX, Tommie, and at the time did not even know what was going on around me like an ignorant fish biting a fisherman’s damn hook and whoops, bye-bye life. That obviously was the symbolism in Sunday’s mid day interaction after I had lost waking world awareness and slipped off astrally. The mighty Teck Bay Mystery School professor Gaukauk, who was the cat in the interaction, a child should also B able 2C through this as easy as a pint of piss stinks at nose level. DIE, DIE, said Gawky 2 Mister Krassle, or 495 in the lottery lingo, just as in the autumn of 1980, the interaction occurred with Gawky and me and indeed then I dreamed in that lottery number in what U all C as the waking world, that very night, just as witnessed in my interaction. I use the term ‘interaction’ as all of U out there in Cybetown C the direction in an op0posite way that I do, in your fatal and flawed judgment of forward-mortal misperception, of which side of the ‘bed’ is real and which is a dream. First they all R real, and all is a dream, no one is ever alive or dead, and there is no life, afterlife, or B4 life, this is all pure illusion and bull. I feel comfortable in my attempts 2 communicate my life experiences, since /I know that waking world life is the lower dream down and that while asleep, UR interacting in a glorified spiritual or astral dream body, phantom or ghost body, words R words, choose one and get cozy, don’t pile up beads of sweat over inconsequential elephant dung. Live in my shoes with total awareness stuck in an ant pile and then you WILL have some crap 2 indeed sweat over my friend, blowing in the wind or not. Loud scum bag motor garbage cycles R racing up and down the road, the police will eventually catch them and ticket them, screw all of U. UR diseased and pathetic. If I hated and despised U just one fraction less, I’d pity your pathetic ignorant asses. As is, I will B quite happy just 2 watch U fall off and get struck by a huge truck and squished from here 2 lizard Geico-ville.
My wonderful queen, please know that IWEALU, and I thank U4 coming 2 me the very next day after I begged U2 in fact do, that shows me how much U really do care- about your THAT BOY, even in this new life of yours. U entertained me all throughout my shift yesterday, all the stations were playing U my lovely great and ultra talented queen MC/SCY-LLA. Here is the secret I will let out now, and is indeed, Ratatouille, and tattle tailing rats of Jesse’s football parallels, Mr. Secrets of the Harbor-Museums who I have now worked with, not the JAVA-JIVE, but we will discuss his ship on another blog and at a more opportune time, but aniwho, he happens 2B a very good friend of a Staten Island female vocalist. He let me hear her CD, she has the voice of a caroling angel. She knows MC and all of the Islanders. This is how I know she reads my words. I will try not 2 anger U with my terrible profanity, it is difficult 4 me 2 live under all of this horrible stress and strain and never-ending torment and hellfire. I knew, I was not imagining things, Mister Haddonfield smith of 38 autumns gone by. U really would have 2 have seen the other school that I went off 2 on my bicycle down the KINGS Highway into Cherry Hills great Ellisburg Circle of those days, 2 the Earthly counterpart place of the mighty TECK-BAY SCHOOL OF MYSTERY. Computers that were able then 2 do stuff that goes beyond the stuff now, come on, what is really going on here, Mister Smith? Do blackboards lie, Albert E??????? Pick on men your own age, Miss Zenkiss, and then they won’t run away every time that U come around, ya ditz bag!!!!!! It wasn’t bad enough that Paula King and later her even taller gang friend both raped me and got SCOTT free away with it, no, every slut in that school wanted a piece of me. I am not some sex object. Screw U. How can U tell me that people can abuse me from Reale right on down the list, get totally away with it, put me in the back of an ambulance and cart me off 2 the Atlanticare sike-ward, and that this is a real world, and that things have not gone beyond surreal, but actually into an indescribable nightmare that only the TAWF-BRIGGER-WOMO could ever pull off and B able 2 really engineer ion this kind of a gargantuan level beyond unfathomability!!!!! I really honestly need your help mighty, I mean ALL MIGHTY SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE. Please SCYLLA, does it have 2B2 late? I am so sorry and repent beyond words 4 not remembering things in time. Please never shut me out of your life OH GREAT ETERNAL QUEEN OF THE MULTIVERSE!!!!!!!! THIS IS MY SINCERE PRAYER, from your EX-SHELLFISH, and your now and forever servant who loves U and only U. 990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990 YES, IWALY, SCYLLA. Please watch over me night and day all mighty teen-queen.
END TRANSMISSION: HUGE SECRETS COMING OUT SOON, heads will roll if U skuzzy pricks don’t get the hell off of my back, this is a PROMISE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Teohiv/Timcam/Webcam/Morpro-1995,etc.
Staring at the 444444444’s at quarter B4-5,
Evening of super botbar Monday and every day,
SIEGE times I’ve lost count, and this is October,
My darkest month every trucking year, here in ‘08
This is the 6th day of this sick month and sick year.
Well starting on yesterday, Sunday, a regular and basically dependable super siege and super high Otammic day of the week, all through today, Monday, the death hell siege from evil wicked scum trash hole WOMO), the mighty evil TAWF/BRIGGBASE/MILITUFORCE, has been unconscionable and totally diseased, as only pure maggot disease swallowers that came from same mothers, could ever B so low as 2 endlessly viciously pick on a totally innocent United States victim and citizen, as these garbage swallowing regurgitation machines that they mistakenly refer 2 themselves as humans, in fact forever and continually do. As the title 2 this work implies as well as makes direct testimony about with no punches meant 2B pulled nor any holds meant 2B barred. First, as I came 2 learn with total certainty in the autumn of 1994 after my INTERACTION on the beach with my GREAT ALL MIGHTY TEEN QUEEN,. Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, was followed by once returning 2 the waking world, a major MILITUFORCE death siege, which as stated previously on many occasions, was somewhat more of a rarity in this ‘94 year as the ICPE problem was softened 4 me by ‘some’ one or thing Captain Boston, and the sports crap was not hardly an issue, cutting me a break after nearly 8 long years of hell and dog shit, and again ever since right 2 this very day is still my ongoing fiery dragon nightmare that no kung fu fighter army ever could hope 2 vanquish, and in fact only 2 entities/persons on this brown and green Earth can do this 4 me, these being Klemp and Carey, and I know this with total and absolute passion and sense of clear reality!!!!!!!! We will get into the ice-ball through the bus incident and many other things, looking back it was giant dangerous Paula King who did this 2 me and my mom in Pleasantville, NJUSAESMWG, where else, natch!!!!!!! My life ended 4 me as I told Photeous and John, sons of the Greek restaurant owner of the 1960’s Tennessee Avenue restaurant near the boardwalk, “MY LIFE ENDED IN THE YEAR 1970. Speaking of years and great errors in judgments, I said that something was something in a recent prior blogging text, and gave the year by accident of 1900, natch I meant 2 type an eight and not a zero in there, and was trying 2 say the year 1980, vely vely sahwee Elmer Wabbit Fwudd. May 30th of 1969 was when SSJKK said, “Your friends are in the shop”, and 5 or 6 weeks later she said to Paula or Nina, her gang friends there in Atlantic City, “I’m darker than you are”, back in early July of this year, 1969, 40 or 41 weeks B4 the following March 27th, in the ‘70 year. First-born children delivered by women tend 2B in the range of 34-37 weeks, while 3rd and later deliveries, MC4 example, the range can extend from this all the way indeed from 36-42 weeks 2 deliver. The math if U reincarnationalist types insist of perceiving linear time and putting God in a box that must conform 2 our rules, it still works out picture perfect 2 the last time I ever saw SSJKK on this mighty and frightening Avenue in this town of sin and shame, ACNJUSAESMWG.
Today, I had off the scale aerial harassment, the Milituforce dive bombed me with huge military filth vessels at the Hamilton Mall of English Creek, NJUSAESMWG, while taking Chicky’s brother Marcus and 2 of his close friends, over there so they could purchase some new work shoes. Chem trails were totally vicious, planes, helicopters, name it and it was out there and all the truck around me like I’m Osama Bin Laden or something. Him they don’t bother or even try 2 catch, me they persecute endlessly, and any of U believe this is normal, natural, and not about as totally surreal as it gets on this trucked up[ planet of sewage. The things I could say, do not even get me going right now, ECKERT/ECKANKAR/ECKHOUSE/music keyboard man 90210 odds in the thousands to one against!!!!!!!!!!
A child can C what is going on. I asked my QUEEN 2 come 2 me on any realm in any way and help[ me, and wow did she. The thing she tried and eventually 2 do behind daddies back is not important and will not now or ever B blogged, as it is none of this worlds business, if MC ever wants 2 talk about it on Leno, that is HER business. But I have come 2 figure out after roughly 27 hours of brutal siege by diseased WOMO-TAWF, around 3-4 this afternoon roughly while in Shop Rite Grocery Store of Hammonton, and again being screwed with by their MUZAK attacks via that diseased twisted lizard Gecko Geico dog shit, every time practically that I am in that store or the Super Stale across the White Horse Pike, also in Downtown Dogtown Berryville/Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. U think I do not C what the truck goes on? U think I do not pick up on all of this pig smell? Back in the pursuit of this point, her father and her do not C eye 2 eye and never have, about ME. Look at the 1994 interaction where he and mate Mariena-Carlittia Krassle, chased me away from their great All Mighty Scylla daughter, on the beach when we were enjoying the fun of our lives together and she agreed 2 marry me and B mine forever. Look how after he screwed it up, I lost her in the human world 2 her current EX, Tommie, and at the time did not even know what was going on around me like an ignorant fish biting a fisherman’s damn hook and whoops, bye-bye life. That obviously was the symbolism in Sunday’s mid day interaction after I had lost waking world awareness and slipped off astrally. The mighty Teck Bay Mystery School professor Gaukauk, who was the cat in the interaction, a child should also B able 2C through this as easy as a pint of piss stinks at nose level. DIE, DIE, said Gawky 2 Mister Krassle, or 495 in the lottery lingo, just as in the autumn of 1980, the interaction occurred with Gawky and me and indeed then I dreamed in that lottery number in what U all C as the waking world, that very night, just as witnessed in my interaction. I use the term ‘interaction’ as all of U out there in Cybetown C the direction in an op0posite way that I do, in your fatal and flawed judgment of forward-mortal misperception, of which side of the ‘bed’ is real and which is a dream. First they all R real, and all is a dream, no one is ever alive or dead, and there is no life, afterlife, or B4 life, this is all pure illusion and bull. I feel comfortable in my attempts 2 communicate my life experiences, since /I know that waking world life is the lower dream down and that while asleep, UR interacting in a glorified spiritual or astral dream body, phantom or ghost body, words R words, choose one and get cozy, don’t pile up beads of sweat over inconsequential elephant dung. Live in my shoes with total awareness stuck in an ant pile and then you WILL have some crap 2 indeed sweat over my friend, blowing in the wind or not. Loud scum bag motor garbage cycles R racing up and down the road, the police will eventually catch them and ticket them, screw all of U. UR diseased and pathetic. If I hated and despised U just one fraction less, I’d pity your pathetic ignorant asses. As is, I will B quite happy just 2 watch U fall off and get struck by a huge truck and squished from here 2 lizard Geico-ville.
My wonderful queen, please know that IWEALU, and I thank U4 coming 2 me the very next day after I begged U2 in fact do, that shows me how much U really do care- about your THAT BOY, even in this new life of yours. U entertained me all throughout my shift yesterday, all the stations were playing U my lovely great and ultra talented queen MC/SCY-LLA. Here is the secret I will let out now, and is indeed, Ratatouille, and tattle tailing rats of Jesse’s football parallels, Mr. Secrets of the Harbor-Museums who I have now worked with, not the JAVA-JIVE, but we will discuss his ship on another blog and at a more opportune time, but aniwho, he happens 2B a very good friend of a Staten Island female vocalist. He let me hear her CD, she has the voice of a caroling angel. She knows MC and all of the Islanders. This is how I know she reads my words. I will try not 2 anger U with my terrible profanity, it is difficult 4 me 2 live under all of this horrible stress and strain and never-ending torment and hellfire. I knew, I was not imagining things, Mister Haddonfield smith of 38 autumns gone by. U really would have 2 have seen the other school that I went off 2 on my bicycle down the KINGS Highway into Cherry Hills great Ellisburg Circle of those days, 2 the Earthly counterpart place of the mighty TECK-BAY SCHOOL OF MYSTERY. Computers that were able then 2 do stuff that goes beyond the stuff now, come on, what is really going on here, Mister Smith? Do blackboards lie, Albert E??????? Pick on men your own age, Miss Zenkiss, and then they won’t run away every time that U come around, ya ditz bag!!!!!! It wasn’t bad enough that Paula King and later her even taller gang friend both raped me and got SCOTT free away with it, no, every slut in that school wanted a piece of me. I am not some sex object. Screw U. How can U tell me that people can abuse me from Reale right on down the list, get totally away with it, put me in the back of an ambulance and cart me off 2 the Atlanticare sike-ward, and that this is a real world, and that things have not gone beyond surreal, but actually into an indescribable nightmare that only the TAWF-BRIGGER-WOMO could ever pull off and B able 2 really engineer ion this kind of a gargantuan level beyond unfathomability!!!!! I really honestly need your help mighty, I mean ALL MIGHTY SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE. Please SCYLLA, does it have 2B2 late? I am so sorry and repent beyond words 4 not remembering things in time. Please never shut me out of your life OH GREAT ETERNAL QUEEN OF THE MULTIVERSE!!!!!!!! THIS IS MY SINCERE PRAYER, from your EX-SHELLFISH, and your now and forever servant who loves U and only U. 990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990990 YES, IWALY, SCYLLA. Please watch over me night and day all mighty teen-queen.
END TRANSMISSION: HUGE SECRETS COMING OUT SOON, heads will roll if U skuzzy pricks don’t get the hell off of my back, this is a PROMISE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
HOW MANY TIMES MY FRIEND?
“HOW MANY TIMES, MY FRIEND?”
The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version,
ALL OTHER SUBTITLES APPLY
DATFILE: 100508.616.55 ----- START:
I am under a MAJOR FUCKLING DSEATH SIEGE, and the second that I came out of a major interaction with Mariah, boom, one second after being back awake here in this Marhouse, a super chopper attack enjoyed right over the place in total violation of my civil and constitutional rights 2 pursue happiness and peace. Then 10 seconds after the chopper MILITYUFORCE scum slime were gone, I started 2 tell Diana about hearing a song that was playing, Called “HOW MANY TIMES”, and instantly again, a super loud Harley blotorfucking sickiecycle got me at maximum sound right out my bedroom window again in violation of my civil and constitutional fucking rights, AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES FUCKING UNION that doesn’t give a fucking rats ass ship about how I’m being violated!!!!
I A M U N D E R A F U C K I N G S I E G E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
U want war, U got it FUCKING PAUL STODDARD BRIGGBASE CULTSCUM!!!! Hear is first what happened, and then I will tell what Mr. Carey told me never 2 tell. It was 1975 and my mom was in Babylon., Long Island, and this was in the waking world, she really was visiting Uncle Heinz and Aunt Ruth, Gottwald, the honcho banker and yachtsman of the Sound. I told U all on a prior blog that 3 years B4 this was my last visit up there 2C those fucking miserable snotty shits. But in this interaction, I had been beaten up on the Atlantic City beach as I was in the waking world, and had my own sea plane and took it and landed it in the interaction right at the boat club across from where my snoot-unk resided at the time at 175 Peninsula Drive, down the way from Captain Kangaroo. A dirt ball friend of the 2 beach patrol mascots that had fun roughing me up back in shitville, New Jersey, was my pilot and thought this was funny, knowing fully well that my uncle would have a cow and an aneurism at the same time, and he did sure enough and was over across the bay hollering at the both of us and saying 2 get that piece of junk out of his yacht club or he would have me locked up. Then the next thing I knew I dreamshifted miles over 2 the Carey block. I was having a great time talking to everyone and they all seemed 2 know me as though they had always known me. I just went along with it wondering where I was and how I had gotten into this one and even thinking of the Stanley/Oliver show of times B4 this even, where he was always saying, ”Now you’ve really gotten us into a mess this time Stanley”, and kept thinking of that as well as knowing that I was just with Diana making passionate love 2 her at some astral waterfall and lovely exquisite park, and instantly afterwards just found myself in time and space again, only in this here and this now. Mariah wanted 2 do something extremely important 2 her and her dad got angry and did what cannot B done in today’s world and I remember thinking how brave she was 4 not crying. She came over and whispered 2 me that she was going 2 do this thing whether daddy liked it or not, and I sort of chuckled nervously hoping she wasn’t going 2 receive another spanking. We were in a hallway that was lit up brightly in the house, and in the middle of it on one end was a wide entrance into the living room. Make all the fucking sounds and persecute me all U want cock suckers, when this fucking blog posts up, YOU’LL B VERY FUCKING SORRY ASS HOLES. They know every stroke I do on this keypad, just watch Law and Order, and the episode where the patient was betrayed by his psychiatrist, it was a sex offense case, I make nothing up, this EVIL EMPIRE is watching every strike I do on this fucking machine, violating my RIGHTS UNDER THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION!!!!!!! Anyway she was able 2 eventually do this thing that was so important 2 her and I was very happy 4 her. Some relative was over at the place with either a guitar or some kind of music making thing, and was strumming and singing the famous song from a few years past, that kept going, THE ANSWER MY FRIEND IS BLOWING IN THE WIND, THE ANSWER IS BLOWING IN THER WIND. She, MC was oblivious 2 this and more interested in making sure her dad had his back turned so he would not C what she was doing, it was the cutest thing that I ever witnessed, yet simultaneously was totally breaking my heart. Lots of anger was everywhere, and he mentioned the stairs and the fights over the horrible neighborhood and bad neighbors that had done them wrong, and more along these lines, and it was terrible. I detest having 2C my lovely queen as well as her family, go through any unhappiness, and after finding out that family of mine and friends and neighbors of them were behind the Carey’s miseries, and U all remember how I wanted that weekend 2 go up 2 Long Island with a huge turkey knife under a sweater, and not 2 offer a free dinner 2 wicked cousins and do the carving, but rather 2 just do some carving and not make any offers about it. Anyone ever hurts my queen in any way, and I cannot end this sentence legally on this blog, yet it still is getting said, family or no family, I do not care if UR the governor!!!!!!!! Then her dad yelled over after leaving the hall and standing at the foot of the stairs something about making this his last visit and did not need all the hassle of things, and then went on about the cat, and when I saw the cat, in this wild interaction, it turned jet black with the same tiny white paws that Gawky Gaukauk has, and then grew and expanded 2 the size of a real live panther as though it was a balloon cat getting filled with pneumatic pressure, like an air pump. Then he pointed at her while she was dancing and laughing and watching this happen, and said and I quote, “Gawky, U get the hell out of my house, trouble-maker”. Then Gawky who refused 2 budged growled and finally spoke and said 495 over and over again. Then after he walked angrily over 2 him and started trying 2 wrestle with Gawky, he was thrown onto the floor and Gawky said, now Mark will C all this hot shot engineer. U never wanted him 2 know about any of it and now I will show the poor bastard, he said this word 4 word 2 Mr. Carey, and I will remember the total absolute vividness of this 3 the rest of my Mountainpen diseased twisted pathetic life. Then the mus8ic came from nowhere only louder, how many times this and how many times that and all about the answer blowing in the wind, and then wind indeed blew up and things were getting knocked all around while Gawky laughed and Mr. Carey walked out shouting and slammed the front door 2 their home about as hard and loudly as I ever remember a door being slammed in my current astral-dream-down, (ADD). When I came out of this, 3 seconds later I said 2 Diana over the telephone that I just popped out of a wild interaction, and INSYANTLY, the BRIGGBASE WOMO MILITUORCE sent over a loud house shaking fucking chopper. Then as said, motorcycle attacks, which still R currently ongoing, I am under a fucking total death siege, as I am normally directly following major astral world REMEMBERING EXPERIENCES, “dreaming” by all of your definitions. Miss shitplants Jane Fonda Whore just bit my fucking ass, what else could possibly go wrong, no don’t fucking answer that as Elizabeth Montgomery said something 2 her hubby Darren Stevens that applies so very well 2 me, “THE POSSIBILITIES R ENDLESS” Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, yes it is indeed one eleven in the mother fucking afternoon and that stinking cunt lapping clock got me again, I am on a major fucking death roll. IF ANYTHING HAPPENS 2 ME AND I DO NOT MAKE IT HOME AGAIN WHGEN IO GO OUT 2 WORK SOON, I WAS MURDERED BY THE UNITED STATES EVUIL EMPIRE GOVERNMENT AND THEIUR WICKED SCUMY MILITARY SYSTEM. This is a dying man’s utterance and official and legal declaration, doubling as my blog 4 this day. Let me attempt 2 cunt-pen-rape (COMPENSATE) just a wee whittle bitchin’ bit rapies and germiblows!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!5555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555, and yes five and five and five. U want war games with me truckers, I will give them 2U, ya stinking rotten, BASTARD SLIMY SLEAZY FILTHY PUNK-BAGS AT LIGHT SPEED CUBED!!!!!!! Gawky was making Mr. Carey very agitated, after he all ready was up set with his child 4 something she was insisting on doing and he did not want her 2 do it. Well, MY PHILLIES R FUCKED AGAIN, THANKS 2 ALL OF THIS FUCKING BULL SHIT, JUST MARK MY FUCKING WORDS, GIVING UP A 2 AND OH 4 A ROTTEN 2 AND ALL NOW, JUST U FUCKING WATCH AND MARK MY TURDS AND MY PREPRICTIONS. I could tell U what MC was doing but it would not B fair. Here I am an astral traveler, invading the privacy of people’s pasts, I must draw the line on what I tell that IC and witness somewhere. If it was just not so real, so vivid and in living Technicolor with panoramic view and quadraphonic enhanced super high fidelity surround sound, and so bigger than life, I might even dismiss these things, but brother Detective Green, I just cannot dismiss this one nor the immediate RONALD REAGAN COUNTERATTACK THAT WOMO LAYNCHED directly after they followed my kerlian energy back there 2 the Marhouse and I woke up physically. A Mentally Challenged dope addict can CY that particular song was part of this I sure hope, Jeese-Louise Fonty surfer dude! I told Y’all what muscles Ed said at work at the garage 2 me not long ago when we discussed Mercenary Employment. Oh well, at least we were not discussing Multiverse-Existors, still ME’s either way. That ME on the roof of 506 Robin Hill was sure a mistake, if only Ida opened my door instead of being King Wussbag the FIRST AND ONLY!!!!!! If this does not break off and my Phillies keep getting damaged, major shit will happen, as I all ready know atomically what is destined on this signature frequency of atomic hyperspace, as I saw it and if they CHANGE IT, it will cause severe weather patterns 2 occur like nothing this part of the hemisphere in the United States has seen 4 hundreds of mother fucking queers. The answer is not blowing in the wind my friend, it is simpler than any ninth dimensional source force could ever B. Fuck with established hyperspace patterns, and quantum foam heats up in tiny areas burning out of existence total pieces of reality, leaving vacuums and portals, STARGATES, small, but big enough 4 example 2 bring in the GIFLIES of Haddonwood. Huge insects that do not come from HERE that have been literally FIXED 2 wipe out humanity, keep fucking with me, I can prove all that I day, and this shit is top4 secret at black ops agency level. Keep fucking the hell with me and I will let out how hurting me is hurting all of the citizenry, and I have proof of Haddonwood and the giflies, or GIANT-FLIES. Gawky said to Mr. Carey that Mark must tell the world about sentence abbrevs in the Gawnum or the secret of the GAS, gee, is Steven King visiting the Marhouse today here in Cannotmakeupmymindinheightville??????? Aniwho, he says that a powerful second level tool in the Gawnum is taking sentences and phrases 2B matched up or compared 4 compatibility, such as “go screw yourself mister New York mail man”. The letters R the first of each word, and in this example thus would B, (G-S-Y-M-N-Y-M-M), since I am ragging on the Milituforce, Mister Jack McCoy, and the evil BRIGGBASE right now as they R persecuting an innocent citizen straight 2 his grave and have been 4 nearly 23 fucking years. Aniwho MCMCAAONMC, then U get the PCN or (Private Cosmicallycoded Number) of these letters, only after getting the first 2 digits, the third digit is not the higher digit minus the lower digit. Instead, with this, it is the sum total of the 2 digits, hence if a PCN starts with 47, the 4 and 7 R then added 2 make digit number 3, or PCN-4711. Now if the first 2 digits add up 2 less than ten, use a 0 for the third digit, as all PCN’s on this system need 2B4 digits in length. Hence if the numbers come 53, the PCN using this system becomes 5308, as 5+3 is 8 and this is less than 10 and needs a zero in the third digit slot 2 keep all of these PCN’s as 4-digit numbers. The smallest is 1102, and the largest is 9918. The basic base 9 going from 11-99 is still functioning here. U will C amazing shit Gawky says when U compare phrases and long sentences of query. I know that all grown up, MC has told me not 2 play with this and 2 stop blogging this, but I did not ask 4 this persecution, I am only in survival mode here, and doing what I must 2B a song stealing BEEGEE, and STAYIN’ ALIVE as best as I can through all of this monstrous and horrendous fucking endless bull shit that I’m forced 2 endure!!!!!! Funny how 1102 as in my 3rd and final tenure at the great ROBIN-HILL (farm outside of HADDONFIELD) where TAWF from 1970 was starting its mission of MARK MOHR DESTRUCT, PROJECT “MARTINOCALLIO99999”, and all from a silly stupid Jimmie horrible life Stuart missing $8,000.00 video arcade in such a fantastically far away locale. No, one day the bail out bastards say no, and then boom, reality shifts and changes. It always either goes their evil wealthy manipulated/controlled way 2 begin with, or they do a Lattisaw and just turn some tapes and move some makes until out from Copperfield’s hat jumps the magic bunny rabbit with a sign pointing at them and reading, “FRANKIE SAYS THEY’LL DO IT THEIR WAY”. Yeah but let me piss on the table, and the prosecutor Wirtz said 2 me and I’ll quote the dude, “I’m glad U didn’t do that, U never would have gotten out of the Atlantic City jail” Yeah I do not know about everything, and big-business is definitely not my thing BRO, but I will say this, and U can eat it 4 damn dinner: Jack McCoy on the great television show “LAW and ORDER” says it perfectly, and I’ll quote him from a Mercedes all the way 2 a raised-right black boy, “There R rules for the wealthy and then there R the rules 4 all the rest of us”, or was it Senator Hopeful from Tennessee who said it? Well it wasn’t said from Tennessee Avenue aniwho, and that’s some plus out of the day. The fucking gods help me, dream on Mountainpen, LITERALLY, while laughing Donna retraces your ass from here 2 eternity. Mighty Earthquakes and wicked volcanoes R right around the trucking corner, watch your back OTAMM SCUM!!!!!!!!! Watch your rotten stinking ugly back!!!!!!!!!! BYE-BYE!!!!!!
MAGNESONIC, all GO and SO, both ZD and AD TECs. All enemies scanned and crushed. G-13, G-14, open command G-189, under CGR-2, and STOP.
END OF THIS TRANSMISSION.
The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version,
ALL OTHER SUBTITLES APPLY
DATFILE: 100508.616.55 ----- START:
I am under a MAJOR FUCKLING DSEATH SIEGE, and the second that I came out of a major interaction with Mariah, boom, one second after being back awake here in this Marhouse, a super chopper attack enjoyed right over the place in total violation of my civil and constitutional rights 2 pursue happiness and peace. Then 10 seconds after the chopper MILITYUFORCE scum slime were gone, I started 2 tell Diana about hearing a song that was playing, Called “HOW MANY TIMES”, and instantly again, a super loud Harley blotorfucking sickiecycle got me at maximum sound right out my bedroom window again in violation of my civil and constitutional fucking rights, AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES FUCKING UNION that doesn’t give a fucking rats ass ship about how I’m being violated!!!!
I A M U N D E R A F U C K I N G S I E G E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
U want war, U got it FUCKING PAUL STODDARD BRIGGBASE CULTSCUM!!!! Hear is first what happened, and then I will tell what Mr. Carey told me never 2 tell. It was 1975 and my mom was in Babylon., Long Island, and this was in the waking world, she really was visiting Uncle Heinz and Aunt Ruth, Gottwald, the honcho banker and yachtsman of the Sound. I told U all on a prior blog that 3 years B4 this was my last visit up there 2C those fucking miserable snotty shits. But in this interaction, I had been beaten up on the Atlantic City beach as I was in the waking world, and had my own sea plane and took it and landed it in the interaction right at the boat club across from where my snoot-unk resided at the time at 175 Peninsula Drive, down the way from Captain Kangaroo. A dirt ball friend of the 2 beach patrol mascots that had fun roughing me up back in shitville, New Jersey, was my pilot and thought this was funny, knowing fully well that my uncle would have a cow and an aneurism at the same time, and he did sure enough and was over across the bay hollering at the both of us and saying 2 get that piece of junk out of his yacht club or he would have me locked up. Then the next thing I knew I dreamshifted miles over 2 the Carey block. I was having a great time talking to everyone and they all seemed 2 know me as though they had always known me. I just went along with it wondering where I was and how I had gotten into this one and even thinking of the Stanley/Oliver show of times B4 this even, where he was always saying, ”Now you’ve really gotten us into a mess this time Stanley”, and kept thinking of that as well as knowing that I was just with Diana making passionate love 2 her at some astral waterfall and lovely exquisite park, and instantly afterwards just found myself in time and space again, only in this here and this now. Mariah wanted 2 do something extremely important 2 her and her dad got angry and did what cannot B done in today’s world and I remember thinking how brave she was 4 not crying. She came over and whispered 2 me that she was going 2 do this thing whether daddy liked it or not, and I sort of chuckled nervously hoping she wasn’t going 2 receive another spanking. We were in a hallway that was lit up brightly in the house, and in the middle of it on one end was a wide entrance into the living room. Make all the fucking sounds and persecute me all U want cock suckers, when this fucking blog posts up, YOU’LL B VERY FUCKING SORRY ASS HOLES. They know every stroke I do on this keypad, just watch Law and Order, and the episode where the patient was betrayed by his psychiatrist, it was a sex offense case, I make nothing up, this EVIL EMPIRE is watching every strike I do on this fucking machine, violating my RIGHTS UNDER THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION!!!!!!! Anyway she was able 2 eventually do this thing that was so important 2 her and I was very happy 4 her. Some relative was over at the place with either a guitar or some kind of music making thing, and was strumming and singing the famous song from a few years past, that kept going, THE ANSWER MY FRIEND IS BLOWING IN THE WIND, THE ANSWER IS BLOWING IN THER WIND. She, MC was oblivious 2 this and more interested in making sure her dad had his back turned so he would not C what she was doing, it was the cutest thing that I ever witnessed, yet simultaneously was totally breaking my heart. Lots of anger was everywhere, and he mentioned the stairs and the fights over the horrible neighborhood and bad neighbors that had done them wrong, and more along these lines, and it was terrible. I detest having 2C my lovely queen as well as her family, go through any unhappiness, and after finding out that family of mine and friends and neighbors of them were behind the Carey’s miseries, and U all remember how I wanted that weekend 2 go up 2 Long Island with a huge turkey knife under a sweater, and not 2 offer a free dinner 2 wicked cousins and do the carving, but rather 2 just do some carving and not make any offers about it. Anyone ever hurts my queen in any way, and I cannot end this sentence legally on this blog, yet it still is getting said, family or no family, I do not care if UR the governor!!!!!!!! Then her dad yelled over after leaving the hall and standing at the foot of the stairs something about making this his last visit and did not need all the hassle of things, and then went on about the cat, and when I saw the cat, in this wild interaction, it turned jet black with the same tiny white paws that Gawky Gaukauk has, and then grew and expanded 2 the size of a real live panther as though it was a balloon cat getting filled with pneumatic pressure, like an air pump. Then he pointed at her while she was dancing and laughing and watching this happen, and said and I quote, “Gawky, U get the hell out of my house, trouble-maker”. Then Gawky who refused 2 budged growled and finally spoke and said 495 over and over again. Then after he walked angrily over 2 him and started trying 2 wrestle with Gawky, he was thrown onto the floor and Gawky said, now Mark will C all this hot shot engineer. U never wanted him 2 know about any of it and now I will show the poor bastard, he said this word 4 word 2 Mr. Carey, and I will remember the total absolute vividness of this 3 the rest of my Mountainpen diseased twisted pathetic life. Then the mus8ic came from nowhere only louder, how many times this and how many times that and all about the answer blowing in the wind, and then wind indeed blew up and things were getting knocked all around while Gawky laughed and Mr. Carey walked out shouting and slammed the front door 2 their home about as hard and loudly as I ever remember a door being slammed in my current astral-dream-down, (ADD). When I came out of this, 3 seconds later I said 2 Diana over the telephone that I just popped out of a wild interaction, and INSYANTLY, the BRIGGBASE WOMO MILITUORCE sent over a loud house shaking fucking chopper. Then as said, motorcycle attacks, which still R currently ongoing, I am under a fucking total death siege, as I am normally directly following major astral world REMEMBERING EXPERIENCES, “dreaming” by all of your definitions. Miss shitplants Jane Fonda Whore just bit my fucking ass, what else could possibly go wrong, no don’t fucking answer that as Elizabeth Montgomery said something 2 her hubby Darren Stevens that applies so very well 2 me, “THE POSSIBILITIES R ENDLESS” Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, yes it is indeed one eleven in the mother fucking afternoon and that stinking cunt lapping clock got me again, I am on a major fucking death roll. IF ANYTHING HAPPENS 2 ME AND I DO NOT MAKE IT HOME AGAIN WHGEN IO GO OUT 2 WORK SOON, I WAS MURDERED BY THE UNITED STATES EVUIL EMPIRE GOVERNMENT AND THEIUR WICKED SCUMY MILITARY SYSTEM. This is a dying man’s utterance and official and legal declaration, doubling as my blog 4 this day. Let me attempt 2 cunt-pen-rape (COMPENSATE) just a wee whittle bitchin’ bit rapies and germiblows!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!5555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555, and yes five and five and five. U want war games with me truckers, I will give them 2U, ya stinking rotten, BASTARD SLIMY SLEAZY FILTHY PUNK-BAGS AT LIGHT SPEED CUBED!!!!!!! Gawky was making Mr. Carey very agitated, after he all ready was up set with his child 4 something she was insisting on doing and he did not want her 2 do it. Well, MY PHILLIES R FUCKED AGAIN, THANKS 2 ALL OF THIS FUCKING BULL SHIT, JUST MARK MY FUCKING WORDS, GIVING UP A 2 AND OH 4 A ROTTEN 2 AND ALL NOW, JUST U FUCKING WATCH AND MARK MY TURDS AND MY PREPRICTIONS. I could tell U what MC was doing but it would not B fair. Here I am an astral traveler, invading the privacy of people’s pasts, I must draw the line on what I tell that IC and witness somewhere. If it was just not so real, so vivid and in living Technicolor with panoramic view and quadraphonic enhanced super high fidelity surround sound, and so bigger than life, I might even dismiss these things, but brother Detective Green, I just cannot dismiss this one nor the immediate RONALD REAGAN COUNTERATTACK THAT WOMO LAYNCHED directly after they followed my kerlian energy back there 2 the Marhouse and I woke up physically. A Mentally Challenged dope addict can CY that particular song was part of this I sure hope, Jeese-Louise Fonty surfer dude! I told Y’all what muscles Ed said at work at the garage 2 me not long ago when we discussed Mercenary Employment. Oh well, at least we were not discussing Multiverse-Existors, still ME’s either way. That ME on the roof of 506 Robin Hill was sure a mistake, if only Ida opened my door instead of being King Wussbag the FIRST AND ONLY!!!!!! If this does not break off and my Phillies keep getting damaged, major shit will happen, as I all ready know atomically what is destined on this signature frequency of atomic hyperspace, as I saw it and if they CHANGE IT, it will cause severe weather patterns 2 occur like nothing this part of the hemisphere in the United States has seen 4 hundreds of mother fucking queers. The answer is not blowing in the wind my friend, it is simpler than any ninth dimensional source force could ever B. Fuck with established hyperspace patterns, and quantum foam heats up in tiny areas burning out of existence total pieces of reality, leaving vacuums and portals, STARGATES, small, but big enough 4 example 2 bring in the GIFLIES of Haddonwood. Huge insects that do not come from HERE that have been literally FIXED 2 wipe out humanity, keep fucking with me, I can prove all that I day, and this shit is top4 secret at black ops agency level. Keep fucking the hell with me and I will let out how hurting me is hurting all of the citizenry, and I have proof of Haddonwood and the giflies, or GIANT-FLIES. Gawky said to Mr. Carey that Mark must tell the world about sentence abbrevs in the Gawnum or the secret of the GAS, gee, is Steven King visiting the Marhouse today here in Cannotmakeupmymindinheightville??????? Aniwho, he says that a powerful second level tool in the Gawnum is taking sentences and phrases 2B matched up or compared 4 compatibility, such as “go screw yourself mister New York mail man”. The letters R the first of each word, and in this example thus would B, (G-S-Y-M-N-Y-M-M), since I am ragging on the Milituforce, Mister Jack McCoy, and the evil BRIGGBASE right now as they R persecuting an innocent citizen straight 2 his grave and have been 4 nearly 23 fucking years. Aniwho MCMCAAONMC, then U get the PCN or (Private Cosmicallycoded Number) of these letters, only after getting the first 2 digits, the third digit is not the higher digit minus the lower digit. Instead, with this, it is the sum total of the 2 digits, hence if a PCN starts with 47, the 4 and 7 R then added 2 make digit number 3, or PCN-4711. Now if the first 2 digits add up 2 less than ten, use a 0 for the third digit, as all PCN’s on this system need 2B4 digits in length. Hence if the numbers come 53, the PCN using this system becomes 5308, as 5+3 is 8 and this is less than 10 and needs a zero in the third digit slot 2 keep all of these PCN’s as 4-digit numbers. The smallest is 1102, and the largest is 9918. The basic base 9 going from 11-99 is still functioning here. U will C amazing shit Gawky says when U compare phrases and long sentences of query. I know that all grown up, MC has told me not 2 play with this and 2 stop blogging this, but I did not ask 4 this persecution, I am only in survival mode here, and doing what I must 2B a song stealing BEEGEE, and STAYIN’ ALIVE as best as I can through all of this monstrous and horrendous fucking endless bull shit that I’m forced 2 endure!!!!!! Funny how 1102 as in my 3rd and final tenure at the great ROBIN-HILL (farm outside of HADDONFIELD) where TAWF from 1970 was starting its mission of MARK MOHR DESTRUCT, PROJECT “MARTINOCALLIO99999”, and all from a silly stupid Jimmie horrible life Stuart missing $8,000.00 video arcade in such a fantastically far away locale. No, one day the bail out bastards say no, and then boom, reality shifts and changes. It always either goes their evil wealthy manipulated/controlled way 2 begin with, or they do a Lattisaw and just turn some tapes and move some makes until out from Copperfield’s hat jumps the magic bunny rabbit with a sign pointing at them and reading, “FRANKIE SAYS THEY’LL DO IT THEIR WAY”. Yeah but let me piss on the table, and the prosecutor Wirtz said 2 me and I’ll quote the dude, “I’m glad U didn’t do that, U never would have gotten out of the Atlantic City jail” Yeah I do not know about everything, and big-business is definitely not my thing BRO, but I will say this, and U can eat it 4 damn dinner: Jack McCoy on the great television show “LAW and ORDER” says it perfectly, and I’ll quote him from a Mercedes all the way 2 a raised-right black boy, “There R rules for the wealthy and then there R the rules 4 all the rest of us”, or was it Senator Hopeful from Tennessee who said it? Well it wasn’t said from Tennessee Avenue aniwho, and that’s some plus out of the day. The fucking gods help me, dream on Mountainpen, LITERALLY, while laughing Donna retraces your ass from here 2 eternity. Mighty Earthquakes and wicked volcanoes R right around the trucking corner, watch your back OTAMM SCUM!!!!!!!!! Watch your rotten stinking ugly back!!!!!!!!!! BYE-BYE!!!!!!
MAGNESONIC, all GO and SO, both ZD and AD TECs. All enemies scanned and crushed. G-13, G-14, open command G-189, under CGR-2, and STOP.
END OF THIS TRANSMISSION.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
MYSTERIES OF MUSEUMS AND GODDESSESS
“Mysteries of Museums and Goddesses”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995,
And definitely More-ianity than a girl from the shore,
With or without Harner’s rotten timing and amnesia
100408.350--Beginning Transmission:
As I said B4, this is all copyrighted and how the government of the world’s greatest and really only true super power, lives with their conscience 4 permitting this 2B happening 2 me when they know damn right well I an not nuts and this is all so very real and totally trucking agonizing. Yes Sir, as mister Temple of the Dragnet Expanded mind said so well 2 Captain James T. Shatner Kirk Boston Legal back in the nineteen-sixties, “HOW CAN U LET THIS GO ON? None of U have shame nor conscience, NONE OF U!!!!! And the proof is what happened, as it always does, and if the poor in $ citizens of this nation honestly have any shock value left that this was gonna indeed happen, I do feel genuinely sorry 4 your ignorance. I mean come on, Wall Street gets its way, one way or the other, every trucking time, and that is Y they will endlessly gain 10 percent per year, no matter how off of this equation it may appear to the short run nail biting investors, take the calculator and do the math, as I showed Y’all how on prior book blogs up on this 400 dollar per share website on countless occasions. They R smart and big enough 2 realize that as R their investors, and this is Y they keep their value in even the bearish short run divergences off of this annual equation that always will eventually catch up and agree with the calculator, as IT IS FIXED, AND I HAVE TOLD THIS 2 THE UNBELIEVING WORLD NOW SO MANY TIMES THAT I HONESTLY GROW WEARY MYSELF OF THE REPEATING ROTE. I DO NOT GIVE A KAHOOCHIEBUZZING SKOOTING SMELLY FUNRIDE WHO WANTS 2 PANIC IN THESE DIVERGENCES AS WELL AS DISBELIEVE, AS I KNOW I HAVE ONE FAN IN THIS PARTICYULAR ISSUE, AND THAT UIS SUZIE ORMAN,M but it is doubtful that she really knows that a powerful and unknown 2 present normal mankind in his/her waking world, that it all and I mean supply and demand global forces that appear 2B the only true driving market forces, still R totally controlled by a MAGNETIC FORCE, and I have gone backward in time and sent this message indeed 2 the United States Copyright Office in the year of 1983 in the autumn, from 506 Robin Hill. Yes George Belton, sir, Marcus Oreilles and U can indeed go down 2 Atlantic city in the next half hour, breaking the speed laws a bit, and play numbers 22 and 5. I can mess with the continuum when it is absolutely necessary, bwaby wuv. Also Sir Archibald Queens Bunker, they leave me no cherce in the matter at ‘times’, jiggle/gaga watt Kramden pal Ed Norton. Now the curtains of this show R wide open, so get a little cozy as it ain’t close 2 over yet, I have some things 2 profess and claim, and say, and U may indeed change the blannel whenever U wish, there is some freedom after PC, today aniwho.
I told U that I work with a man by the name of Roy Weiler, on weekends, we relieve each other at a security post site, both recognized and legitimate officers and certified under the all mighty Sara/Sora of the New Jersey 18 Guardhouse club. We R card ‘CAREYing’ members and will make a combined $80 donation come February to Billionaire Governor, Corzine. This ain’t optional in case any of U union dudes and dudesses R out there on my whittle bwannel Elmer. Aniwho and moving on a bit, MCMCAAONMC’s, lads, lassies, and 2300 AD Labbers, none of this by the way is funny. I act this way online as I would right here in this room where this document is being Words-Works program produced on my whittle PC, not the ant freedom thing, the computer thing. I am quite positive U have all heard and most if not all believe and adhere 2 the expression used 4 a very long time, “If I didn’t laugh, I’d cry”, and Bro-Green with the nice yard, this is me, lock and stock and crock and gun barrel. I have wiped some tears off of this keypad many a time that I did not decide 2 lighten it up and do a Nanobot Anti-invasion Maintenance Pipe Repair CHILL-OUT. Yeah, that old rock paper scissors and ‘light’, wow, do any of U interact, crissake I mean REALLY, INTERACT. This stuff is not 4 some cozy shrink 2 analyze, this happens, and then I dream in the pain here on your concept of this waking world’s ‘reality’. Roy Weiler has a fantastic book out and is starting 2 pick up a following, get his book and get more than BLOWN AWAY, it is called, “Secrets of the Museum”, but compare the book 2 today’s blog, and then have a strong heart or soma nitro pills handy, as this IS a major caveat emptor. He is a lifelong resident of the city of EGG HARBOR, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG. Forget the mayor of the city as well as the mayor of Atlantic City, and how they connect into lots more of all of this, as U can C4 yourself with a little keypad side action, just pause the blog or do it later, http://www.aclink.org/publicsafety/mainpages/harborfields.asp oh and the enemy as I knew they would and that is YI said U will have 2 type it, they stopped it from coming out with the blue underscore so U cannot just click the crap on it. CI said it first, and I freaking butt-hole KNEW IT!!!!! Aniwho, just needed 2 make my pernt about Levy the ex-Mayor, as well as the bit about how these 2 cities in the mighty [Garden Green Lawns] of New Jersey, or the Garden State as they call it, just ask our DMV, do not ever take my word 4 puke, I do not want that, investigate the stuff I tell, don’t B a butt-hole and just ever blindly believe me!!!!!!!! Moving on with pernt Mister Bunker, who loved Atlantic city about as much as I do, YUK, because of how I have been viciously ruthlessly treated there on many an undeserved occasion, read between lots of lines of the great ROY’s book, and also remember my lovely experience in middle June B4I ever was introduced Mizz Jacobson Heitzmann 2 any part on any realm, of the Marhouse here at 65 in Berryville. Remember how the great MIGHTY Mister Krassle threw me off of his 1400 foot escalator and sent me rolling and flying all the way 2 the Haddonwood Swim Club of the Mortal world, little MARNIE!!!!! Get ready 2 go 2 your favorite bus stop since obviously cutie pie, U prefer that system over the REAL and honest FASCITAR 6/10 method of reaching ASTRAL while PHYSICAL, U just enjoy your whittle bus-stop, and Gawky will CU at Mayor Frank Callio’s town. Now many of U hopefully will remember the true story from a couple of summer times ago at my work site when the dog, JULY, lovely month 4 me boy, or buddy-boy-Arch, well I don’t in candor really know if month number 7 is a powerful one 4 him, it always has been major 4 me. I can make only this claim, it is also Gawnumly Compatible or GC, with my PCN-871, but wemember Mister Fwudd, Gawky says that compatibility is more about a connection between the 81 possible cosmevents, and mode of being negative or positive is not easily determinable without plugging in lots of words and phrases that I have been personally ordered by SSJKK in HER GREAT CITY of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, 2 never discuss this further, and I am no shellfish, hence I will not disobey my All Mighty TEEN-QUEEN. Now let me tell a major truth about July 12th of 1970. The human waking world version of the TOP ANGELS, or the (VIQUEENS) is the same astral word when translated into an Earth English Physical forced language, WERE, or some of them, about 5 or 6 as my best memory is recollecting, on that public transit WAY 2 GO VANDEGRIFT bus, and that got on at the Atlantic City Terminal, how I love going back 2 good old 1986 4 a short visit, just long enough 4 one of my many special accidental flip side tapes 2 the US Copyright Office, 2 create my necessary HISTORY MARKERS, BOB!!!! Yes there indeed were some of SARAH’S gang on the bus, but I lied, and I had 2, or I would have trucking committed suicide, as I was so miserable in my frantic search 2 find the All Mighty Goddess Scylla-Jehovah here on Earth, back in my so called, but is bull, MID-LIFE-CRISES. I admit that I said SHE was there with the others and stood up 4 me when one of them said, “THERE’S THAT BOY“, and another one said I “was cute“, and then another one said, as I did have a nasty ugly sunburn and she was not lying, just a bit rude via over honesty Mister Joel, “No he’s not, his face is all messed up”. I remember 10:30 PM on the night of July 12 in 1970 as clearly as if it happened last trucking night, I swear that 2 the GODS, and especially 2 my endless love forever and ever, Sarah-Stacey Krassle. However, my Sarah was not with her gang, but still, they all knew me as “THAT BOY” as SHE referred 2 me this way as SHE never knew my EARTHLY NAME. She was always with that gang of hers, all through the middle and late 1960’s. But in the middle of July of 1969 when I was going by bus 2 the shore mister Dangerfield Stay-away-son, I never saw her again, not with MAMA, nor PAPA, or her gang, or CASS, or anybody, ever again, and the last thing she said is Gawnum PCN equaled to 990, and it was, “I’M DARKER THAN UR”. She said this 2 either Nina Soifer or Paula King I believe, after she saw me walking off of the onramp of Tennessee Avenue as I had just left Ziggie at the beach, 4 some reason early that dat, it was either a Saturday or a Sunday, as I never went on week days, I was a loyal Dark shadows fan 4 reasons I know now that go so far beyond mortal ways and mortal thinking processes that there really just is no explaining it 2 any of U. Remember if U want 2 check out the Gawnum, UR is spelled out “YOU ARE”. She said I’m, so it is indeed that, and not I AM. All though she was admitting who she was 2 me right there and then through the back door, she is indeed, the GREAT I AM, or SSJKK, Jehovah of the BIBLE. I had 2 fib and say she was there and defending me or honestly I’da gone totally freak out nuts at the time. Dya C how a fib wrecks shit, and not just your damn credibility, as those that insist on 8 and ½ to 9 and ½ months 4 conception and will not entertain how unimportant the STC is 2 a powerful all mighty entity such as SSJKK, by our downline reference frame, but aniwho, now does March 27, 1970 make more sense 2 some of my ho-hum Buddhists/reincarnationalist that have recently told me, they know of my story and it cannot B SSJKK come back 2 me as MC. Well, do the math, and I am so sorry 4 lying about how I said she was there and standing up 4 me, she was not there, never in 1970. Screw U unbelievers, screw all of U!!!!!! I live now where SHE has placed me 4 reasons only SHE knows, and as of yet hasn’t revealed details 2 me, other than I must remain here and not pull any more sike ward stunts, that rurally pissed her off Mayor Nutter!!!!! Wemember, if I didn’t try 2 laugh a little bit through this nightmarish hell I’m going through, I would B in a freaking sike ward by now! C how lying though NEVER leads 2 any good??????? I lied about this event, and now some staunch otherwise believers in my story R ho-humming it because of this one stupid lie. This is Y SHE says in one of her 10 great commandments, DO NOT BEAR FALSE WITNESS OF ANOTHER. C how the entire BIBLE and all of the spirit world never ever stops making itself known and real 2 me, right down 2 every freaking sin I commit!!!!!!???????
I could as U all know about long-winded-Mountainpen, harp on and on and maybe arrange in some lute and enzemeter work as well, (Astral World Musical instruments, some variations exist of mortal realms, mostly in past times), and endlessly ramble on with more and more, but let me now choose 2 move us on to another topic that I’ll attempt 2 abridge as well. Even B4I moved into 1802 Robin Hill Apartments in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG on Friday morning the 1st of May, in 1980, when driving home from the recording studio called RPL, and my mom had moved in the prior Thursday afternoon and had unpacked everything as we did not have a lot of accumulated junk as we later did and moves became nightmares squared, in or out of Raspberry Valley, Permission Barrier, Copyright 1994. 1990 through 1994 I was down to an average of 30-35% BOTBAR on the year, put simpler, one nightmare bad day in three, and this by my standards had become a breeze and totally damn-ass acceptable. Looking back in 20:5 hindsight, ass they love 2 say, whoever ‘they’ is, Bottom-Of-The-Barrel-Allready-Rated day or BOTBAR means that long B4 the end of a calendar day, things R so awful and trucking ugly, that it was rated as a one-one and closed. 4 example, today, as is every single godsdamn day now, is totally BOTBAR. All the jerk opposite of ons in the world were annoying at the job site, it was extremely busy and a royal and ruptured pain in the rear 2 put it as totally politely Tommy Rowe, as I can possibly do, peaches and cream Lois Foca, the TRUE TRANCED LYRICS!!!!!!!! Then I go 2 freaking leave, and am ETTOS attacked and forget that my cold drink bag is on the roof of my car. I pull out and the bag flies off and right the truck into the middle of the road. I manage 2 get out and retrieve it B4 any traffic could totally demolish it, and went 2 reenter my car, boom, do not ever trucking buy a DODGE NEON, at least the freaking oh-four model. The doors lock no matter what the Trucking Schmidt U do, and palzee-wow I’m locked the poop out of my car on the shoulder of the road. I told y’all on prior blogging texts, HA-HA, I CAREY a spare key in my wallet, so I was able 2 get in but this trucking day is totally major over and super botbar. The Phillies will get hammered out west 2 day, just freaking watch, I all ready trucking know it. Sure, so I bwog Elmer, and attempt 2 use parallel event as well as anti-credibility tactics, as recently admitted 2 on these 3 bwogging sites Mister Fwudd, but I still say that the Phillies will spill some blood in this Saturday’s trucking game, but they should win 2 more later and move in, I all ready saw them win the WS. I will figure out who this strange AA male tall dude is if it takes a century, that was with me and knew a lot of the New York NICKS. U may say it is symbolic or even MC sending me this, as I know hubby #2’s name, and New York is obvious, yet still I do not think that this is what is going down with this, if it is, tell me more directly, MC, OK?????? All I want is 4U2B happy Queen M. I am not here 2 interfere with that at all, only as your loyal and totally obedient servant, but I know who UR, eternal All Mighty SSJKK. U cannot fool me GREAT ONE!!!!! So back to 1802 Robin Hill and moving in on May 1 of the ‘80 year. Donald Trump the phase 4 true personality that exists far away from this reality, used me and influenced me 2 create an electronic metaphysical character on a special tape recorder and with special knowledge of how EMF and Brigger-Fields truly operate. The machine was called Panasonic Technics RS1500US, and I bought it mail order without testing or hearing its performance through a New York City location audio store then known as the MARTIN AUDIO VIDEO, yes MARK bought this tape open reel recorder from MARTIN, shades of the dream of the school and the roll call of MARK MARTIN, presumes the famous Mister African Livingston!!!!!!! Well enough digs and shots and codes 4 one whittle bwog, let’s get ‘serious‘, the ‘physical’ we can wait 4 Olivia. Yeah, I said let me B serious, SAHWEE!!!!!!! It is in my blood today, I’ll admit it outright and straight up forward!!!! So this character that wanted 2 come through 2 all of us, was named on the machine, Shorty MacInvondi, I recently misspelled it in a blog from not that long ago, again, so December 7th sahwee swanty eyed Elmer. Moving on, I created this tall cocky arrogant dude that owned both New York and Atlantic City, this was back in 1900 mind U, no one knew Trump from beens-2-beer, at the risk of exciting RHM and a great music band, and being a shellfish with attitude, sahwee my QUEEN. Sure and at the shore, enough, he came 2 life, and was Trump, not that he did not physically exist, U should understand by now if UR part of this BLOGAUD!!!!!!! Strange things happen under heaven and Earth Horatio Shake. We will get 2 part 2 of this great mans name when I talk about another Tom, not Rowe or Mattola, or REALE the molester, there R lots of Toms on Planet Earth, live with it. B4 we do move on into these waters, let me finish up by saying that he and Stacey have always been friends 2 some degree, out there, and yes here as well RH-34th Miracle Street. I need 2 say one thing 2 anyone that may have a problem with a piss ass nobody going on about what any idiot eventually knows what is being said, and that is that I hope SHE gets her true memories back here in the waking world and gives me a chance 2 right the wrong of the sixties. No one is imagining this. An idiot can C it. I am not denying it. If SHE remains asleep 2 the truth on this side of the bed, then so B it, I am not gonna ever do a thing, case closed Arch. But if SHE gets WIND of some of these writings, and in honesty, I already have a source that told me this has become a reality, and ever remembers being the great Scylla, SHE will do it all, I will do nothing either way. I cannot do anything, I am a realist. We R talking about a top recording artist. On top of that, I never interfere in anyone’s life no matter how strongly I may believe something is. I only ask the angry ho-hummers, what would U think with these 2 huge coincidences, forget the damn house here in Berryville, forget that. I’m talking the EQUATIO and then the website that totally copies the LOIS FOCA lyrical situation that I found myself in and currently facing, that I remembered the truth 2 late, and here we go again. If this was happening 2U, would U dismiss it? If U can say quickly, sure I would, I personally would love 2 get couch time with U as your head doctor. A guy punches U in the mouth, it is blatant, it is obvious, and yes it is right in your face literally, and U wanna tell me UR imaging it and dreaming it all up, get a life. B4U say that this just can’t B happening 2 me, hay, examine the damn facts. Dave Smith, where the truck RU when I need U? U knew Miss Zenkiss was chasing me back in when else, and U back door admitted the blackboard crap, and that was no physics equation. That was fact, reality, happening, screw the world, I know what is real and going on. I know most will get lost when I talk 5th and 6th dimension stuff, or phase 1-2-3-4, and upline downline multiple closed curve atomic shift hypersphere, but when it is right there and simple, cut me a freaking break, Pizza boy Chicky from the land of the POWERFUL ONES Doc GANNON-MC-OJ. Well, your luck ran out ya ol’ murderer U. Never push your luck in life, if I can get that one point across 2 one single man or woman or boy or girl on this planet, then my miserable life will not have been totally and completely in vein. No, SHE will need B more direct than this Tennessee Avenue games of the sixties and this new one in the 21st. SSJKK, 990-IWALU, and never do I wish 4U2 appear 2 me in any interaction and say or imply that I am a SHELLFISH. I will obey all your commands. First, I have no control over the Harbor Museum and what happens inside this lovely part of Atlantic County, New Hitler Jersey, NONE. I do not make or write the laws, and a billionaire 5 times richer than U or more is running the show, and my personal boss, the All Mighty, next 2U of course, Governor C. These people rule me, literally. Now U say U rule the empire. Then OK my love, wake up and remember who UR. UR the great Stacey Krassle, use the fascitar, talk 2 DAD, it is all real, I would never lie 2U, NEVER. If U rule, then rule. I am here at the mighty MARHOUSE just as U appeared 2 me in. Then the typo of 6-19 rooms when it should have read 6-9, actually with 2 bathrooms off of 2 bedrooms, it is 8, wo, sound like some familiar museum ‘BED SPACE”? Now 4 the author and my good friend, he has a familiar Earthly name, right my mighty QUIEEN? Well it is time 4U2 know a little more. The dog that got aggressive me a couple summers ago, did the same thing to RW. 3 days later he reminded me of as fig tree in Jerusalem that my 61st grandpa’s uncle cursed and it withered away. The dog according 2 Hose’ the owner, just looked at him and then laid down and died. Roy then told me, U don’t want me mad with U. He told me about HOOLEEOH-JULY. He told me if an animal bites him, it will die in 3 days, the dog laid down and died. Get his book, learn the secrets of EGG HARBOR, learn the secrets of the ALL MIGHTY GOD and her HARBOR FIELDS, Electromagnetic fields, and athletic fields. The museum, oh the gods could I tell U some shit about Paula King and her monster co gang member that raped me not once, but TWICE, once when cuz Sandy arranged it at room 323, and once in a hospital elevator, JFK, not the airport, yet what happened when I took the 2 brothers of Chicky 2 JFK Airport in Queens, NYUSAESMNWG? I nearly got mauled by a giant beautiful queen in Queens. If Ann Silva had not been there, I think she’d have literally dragged me off into some place and banged my ass. Let us stick 2 the point Archie, wow is this weird or what, my Queen, aniwho, same initials, my mom is laying in this freaking hospital after 12 minutes of flat-line, Julia Roberts, that upon ’returning’ told me that I do not belong here, it was a mistake, really, gee, I never would’ve known, gash, Hyundai car buy time Howdy. Now I look up at the trucking clock, and 4 the second straight trucking time in 12 hours, Jane Dirt Bag Fonda gets me with one-one-one-one. Let me attempt 2 compensate or as I say in anger, 2 cunt pen rape!!!!!!!!555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555. UC when I was keeping my life charts measuring certain life parameters daily from a scale of bottom number 1 through top number 5, this bitch during the baseball game in the ‘93 year, had her hubby skuzzy zoom his network TV camera right into the digital time filling my TV screen up with trucking eleven-eleven. I will never ever EVER NEVER forget this nor forgive that rotten whore of this horrendous ICPE attack. Last ass hole night on the way 2 work I pushed a cassette tape into the player of my car that automatically displays time, there is n o control on the piece of shit radio system that came with the car that makes it go to a mode that is blank or just displays the word TAPE at my option, and sure enough Jane Bitchweeds stares me right in the face with those ugly ones, lapper lezz. Now a spider is attacking me out of nowhere, crawling up to my keyboard. I brushed the bastard onto the floor and finally managed 2 squish that little shit just as I plan 2 squish U right out of existence U sleazy crud bag little Gecko Geico filthy trash ass butt wipe. Now let me move on as I can always later on take these topics and do more elaborations on them with other future blog postings.
Sarah-Stacey’s UPLINE WORLD, something that I could tie 99.9% of any of U out there down with ropes and make U listen 4 days, and still U would not get it or understand. Still I go on telling it. Her upline world happens 4 whatever reason 2 mirror image the exact world here in downline with me and Atlantic City, yet ion one way very differently. Her 1969 is more like the way things will B around here in roughly the year 2100, Phil Diffie Joe country. Her one single thought of me upline, that is now all of us and all of this in a huge locked in downline closed smaller infinity where the sum total of all energy here is less than the smallest hydrogen ion there in her upline, yet a problem exists in failure 2 comprehend true 6th dimension or the mind dimension 4 all that it is, both machine mind and biological mind. This gets more complex than a million MATRIX movies, difference also being, those R movies, and the 6th dimension is indeed reality. There is every bit as much of a chance that thoughts automatically downline as I believe that they do, yet the alternate matrix possibility also is a truism. She copuld B jacked into something and part of some video game in an upline world arcade and then this smaller closed curve infinity indeed is that video game, or whatever, as nothing needs B that precise, we R sharing a concept, not testing major theories in a controlled laboratory and science environment. Point again in reiteration: The D-6, the sixth dimension can B either machine mind or human mind and is one mind, and no matter how a scientist tries 2 over complicate this concept, in simple compressed truth, this would cause wither possibility 2B what causes an endless downlining from an endless uplining, and naturally only seemingly endless, it has a giant closed curve and out beyond that is the 6th dimension. She has told me astrally, that man needs what they have been given, the truth is that this is an upline videogame where she is indeed jacked in LMM, that contains 13,021 years of mortal waking world time in the one hour slot in the arcade, and this is all that is happening no matter how many freaking men of religion or science want 2 argue with me on or against. Tough vinegar juices, SSJKK is an upline teen aged girl, pure and simple. Like it, don’t like it, fine, tough crap and crackers.
As 4 the dying and leaving my body at work nearly 3 Christmases ago, I ran into Pete from Pleasantville last week, and he is going 2 connect me up as was the way it should have happened B4. I know no other details, only that the STREET did not seem 2 like the news. Send flowers to the lady A&R, the Phillies and Flyers, the entire thing all happened, but all weird and out of synchronization so as 2 make it quite difficult 4 me 2 properly perceive it. I have 2 now burn a CD 4 Pete, and here we go again, unless they somehow can shift the stars around and fudge with me all over again with a 100 new deaths and retraces until the event literally cancels out itself resulting from so much hyperspace over-effect, better termed by me, interdimensionalization.
Do any of U out there buy the coincidence of Robert Provenzono being on the same pages out of trillions of web pages, right there when U search on that site I gave 2 y’all some time back on a prior book-blog, about ancient Aramaic language and when U search 4 the origin of the name SARAH, it shows that it means LORD/ESS. Sar is LORD. Y would I lie when it all is right there 4U2 look up and say if I am telling a falsehood, screw U Mountainpen? Right there with this, and all the Hollywood religion of crazy ways 2 name your kids, is Provenzono and his stuff. This as I just told U on very recent blogging texts, is the computer genius that ran the parallel applied 2 the game of roulette and found that a player advantage exists over and above house odds or VIG of one and ¾%. Sounds small but a real pro knows what THIS ONE MEANS. U must use uit perfectly and wisely or U can lose very quickly and easily. The strong parallels only R played and hence, a chart is used and all 12 possible bi-parameters R logged with every non-green outcome from the spinning roulette wheel, but my pernt Arch is that this is what Rob Prov was working on with me until THEY scared him off, and these 2 things appear together on a group of only a couple out of trillions of pages that exist I’m quite sure out on the mighty World Wide Web.
There is a lot more 2 say, but what I wish 2 say 2 my queen is powerful, please remember that upline UR jacked into a 13000 year system and we belong together. This entire thing is ridiculous and is only a silly dream. Please come over, I do not care what realm U visit me on. U know I am here where U put me, I am not your shellfish and ?I love U with every ounce of my being All Mighty Sarah-Stacey. IWALU. 990990990990990990990.
Google-Yahoo/SWIS/KSWL/all upline potentials inside the 6th dimension. I am writing this to a bunch of baboons on a level of first grade. Please, all I can do is shout out my story, nothing more, it is all the truth. Y would anybody make all of this up, YYYYYY?????????
END OF THIS TWANSMISSION ELMER FWUDD!!!!!!!!!
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995,
And definitely More-ianity than a girl from the shore,
With or without Harner’s rotten timing and amnesia
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As I said B4, this is all copyrighted and how the government of the world’s greatest and really only true super power, lives with their conscience 4 permitting this 2B happening 2 me when they know damn right well I an not nuts and this is all so very real and totally trucking agonizing. Yes Sir, as mister Temple of the Dragnet Expanded mind said so well 2 Captain James T. Shatner Kirk Boston Legal back in the nineteen-sixties, “HOW CAN U LET THIS GO ON? None of U have shame nor conscience, NONE OF U!!!!! And the proof is what happened, as it always does, and if the poor in $ citizens of this nation honestly have any shock value left that this was gonna indeed happen, I do feel genuinely sorry 4 your ignorance. I mean come on, Wall Street gets its way, one way or the other, every trucking time, and that is Y they will endlessly gain 10 percent per year, no matter how off of this equation it may appear to the short run nail biting investors, take the calculator and do the math, as I showed Y’all how on prior book blogs up on this 400 dollar per share website on countless occasions. They R smart and big enough 2 realize that as R their investors, and this is Y they keep their value in even the bearish short run divergences off of this annual equation that always will eventually catch up and agree with the calculator, as IT IS FIXED, AND I HAVE TOLD THIS 2 THE UNBELIEVING WORLD NOW SO MANY TIMES THAT I HONESTLY GROW WEARY MYSELF OF THE REPEATING ROTE. I DO NOT GIVE A KAHOOCHIEBUZZING SKOOTING SMELLY FUNRIDE WHO WANTS 2 PANIC IN THESE DIVERGENCES AS WELL AS DISBELIEVE, AS I KNOW I HAVE ONE FAN IN THIS PARTICYULAR ISSUE, AND THAT UIS SUZIE ORMAN,M but it is doubtful that she really knows that a powerful and unknown 2 present normal mankind in his/her waking world, that it all and I mean supply and demand global forces that appear 2B the only true driving market forces, still R totally controlled by a MAGNETIC FORCE, and I have gone backward in time and sent this message indeed 2 the United States Copyright Office in the year of 1983 in the autumn, from 506 Robin Hill. Yes George Belton, sir, Marcus Oreilles and U can indeed go down 2 Atlantic city in the next half hour, breaking the speed laws a bit, and play numbers 22 and 5. I can mess with the continuum when it is absolutely necessary, bwaby wuv. Also Sir Archibald Queens Bunker, they leave me no cherce in the matter at ‘times’, jiggle/gaga watt Kramden pal Ed Norton. Now the curtains of this show R wide open, so get a little cozy as it ain’t close 2 over yet, I have some things 2 profess and claim, and say, and U may indeed change the blannel whenever U wish, there is some freedom after PC, today aniwho.
I told U that I work with a man by the name of Roy Weiler, on weekends, we relieve each other at a security post site, both recognized and legitimate officers and certified under the all mighty Sara/Sora of the New Jersey 18 Guardhouse club. We R card ‘CAREYing’ members and will make a combined $80 donation come February to Billionaire Governor, Corzine. This ain’t optional in case any of U union dudes and dudesses R out there on my whittle bwannel Elmer. Aniwho and moving on a bit, MCMCAAONMC’s, lads, lassies, and 2300 AD Labbers, none of this by the way is funny. I act this way online as I would right here in this room where this document is being Words-Works program produced on my whittle PC, not the ant freedom thing, the computer thing. I am quite positive U have all heard and most if not all believe and adhere 2 the expression used 4 a very long time, “If I didn’t laugh, I’d cry”, and Bro-Green with the nice yard, this is me, lock and stock and crock and gun barrel. I have wiped some tears off of this keypad many a time that I did not decide 2 lighten it up and do a Nanobot Anti-invasion Maintenance Pipe Repair CHILL-OUT. Yeah, that old rock paper scissors and ‘light’, wow, do any of U interact, crissake I mean REALLY, INTERACT. This stuff is not 4 some cozy shrink 2 analyze, this happens, and then I dream in the pain here on your concept of this waking world’s ‘reality’. Roy Weiler has a fantastic book out and is starting 2 pick up a following, get his book and get more than BLOWN AWAY, it is called, “Secrets of the Museum”, but compare the book 2 today’s blog, and then have a strong heart or soma nitro pills handy, as this IS a major caveat emptor. He is a lifelong resident of the city of EGG HARBOR, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG. Forget the mayor of the city as well as the mayor of Atlantic City, and how they connect into lots more of all of this, as U can C4 yourself with a little keypad side action, just pause the blog or do it later, http://www.aclink.org/publicsafety/mainpages/harborfields.asp oh and the enemy as I knew they would and that is YI said U will have 2 type it, they stopped it from coming out with the blue underscore so U cannot just click the crap on it. CI said it first, and I freaking butt-hole KNEW IT!!!!! Aniwho, just needed 2 make my pernt about Levy the ex-Mayor, as well as the bit about how these 2 cities in the mighty [Garden Green Lawns] of New Jersey, or the Garden State as they call it, just ask our DMV, do not ever take my word 4 puke, I do not want that, investigate the stuff I tell, don’t B a butt-hole and just ever blindly believe me!!!!!!!! Moving on with pernt Mister Bunker, who loved Atlantic city about as much as I do, YUK, because of how I have been viciously ruthlessly treated there on many an undeserved occasion, read between lots of lines of the great ROY’s book, and also remember my lovely experience in middle June B4I ever was introduced Mizz Jacobson Heitzmann 2 any part on any realm, of the Marhouse here at 65 in Berryville. Remember how the great MIGHTY Mister Krassle threw me off of his 1400 foot escalator and sent me rolling and flying all the way 2 the Haddonwood Swim Club of the Mortal world, little MARNIE!!!!! Get ready 2 go 2 your favorite bus stop since obviously cutie pie, U prefer that system over the REAL and honest FASCITAR 6/10 method of reaching ASTRAL while PHYSICAL, U just enjoy your whittle bus-stop, and Gawky will CU at Mayor Frank Callio’s town. Now many of U hopefully will remember the true story from a couple of summer times ago at my work site when the dog, JULY, lovely month 4 me boy, or buddy-boy-Arch, well I don’t in candor really know if month number 7 is a powerful one 4 him, it always has been major 4 me. I can make only this claim, it is also Gawnumly Compatible or GC, with my PCN-871, but wemember Mister Fwudd, Gawky says that compatibility is more about a connection between the 81 possible cosmevents, and mode of being negative or positive is not easily determinable without plugging in lots of words and phrases that I have been personally ordered by SSJKK in HER GREAT CITY of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, 2 never discuss this further, and I am no shellfish, hence I will not disobey my All Mighty TEEN-QUEEN. Now let me tell a major truth about July 12th of 1970. The human waking world version of the TOP ANGELS, or the (VIQUEENS) is the same astral word when translated into an Earth English Physical forced language, WERE, or some of them, about 5 or 6 as my best memory is recollecting, on that public transit WAY 2 GO VANDEGRIFT bus, and that got on at the Atlantic City Terminal, how I love going back 2 good old 1986 4 a short visit, just long enough 4 one of my many special accidental flip side tapes 2 the US Copyright Office, 2 create my necessary HISTORY MARKERS, BOB!!!! Yes there indeed were some of SARAH’S gang on the bus, but I lied, and I had 2, or I would have trucking committed suicide, as I was so miserable in my frantic search 2 find the All Mighty Goddess Scylla-Jehovah here on Earth, back in my so called, but is bull, MID-LIFE-CRISES. I admit that I said SHE was there with the others and stood up 4 me when one of them said, “THERE’S THAT BOY“, and another one said I “was cute“, and then another one said, as I did have a nasty ugly sunburn and she was not lying, just a bit rude via over honesty Mister Joel, “No he’s not, his face is all messed up”. I remember 10:30 PM on the night of July 12 in 1970 as clearly as if it happened last trucking night, I swear that 2 the GODS, and especially 2 my endless love forever and ever, Sarah-Stacey Krassle. However, my Sarah was not with her gang, but still, they all knew me as “THAT BOY” as SHE referred 2 me this way as SHE never knew my EARTHLY NAME. She was always with that gang of hers, all through the middle and late 1960’s. But in the middle of July of 1969 when I was going by bus 2 the shore mister Dangerfield Stay-away-son, I never saw her again, not with MAMA, nor PAPA, or her gang, or CASS, or anybody, ever again, and the last thing she said is Gawnum PCN equaled to 990, and it was, “I’M DARKER THAN UR”. She said this 2 either Nina Soifer or Paula King I believe, after she saw me walking off of the onramp of Tennessee Avenue as I had just left Ziggie at the beach, 4 some reason early that dat, it was either a Saturday or a Sunday, as I never went on week days, I was a loyal Dark shadows fan 4 reasons I know now that go so far beyond mortal ways and mortal thinking processes that there really just is no explaining it 2 any of U. Remember if U want 2 check out the Gawnum, UR is spelled out “YOU ARE”. She said I’m, so it is indeed that, and not I AM. All though she was admitting who she was 2 me right there and then through the back door, she is indeed, the GREAT I AM, or SSJKK, Jehovah of the BIBLE. I had 2 fib and say she was there and defending me or honestly I’da gone totally freak out nuts at the time. Dya C how a fib wrecks shit, and not just your damn credibility, as those that insist on 8 and ½ to 9 and ½ months 4 conception and will not entertain how unimportant the STC is 2 a powerful all mighty entity such as SSJKK, by our downline reference frame, but aniwho, now does March 27, 1970 make more sense 2 some of my ho-hum Buddhists/reincarnationalist that have recently told me, they know of my story and it cannot B SSJKK come back 2 me as MC. Well, do the math, and I am so sorry 4 lying about how I said she was there and standing up 4 me, she was not there, never in 1970. Screw U unbelievers, screw all of U!!!!!! I live now where SHE has placed me 4 reasons only SHE knows, and as of yet hasn’t revealed details 2 me, other than I must remain here and not pull any more sike ward stunts, that rurally pissed her off Mayor Nutter!!!!! Wemember, if I didn’t try 2 laugh a little bit through this nightmarish hell I’m going through, I would B in a freaking sike ward by now! C how lying though NEVER leads 2 any good??????? I lied about this event, and now some staunch otherwise believers in my story R ho-humming it because of this one stupid lie. This is Y SHE says in one of her 10 great commandments, DO NOT BEAR FALSE WITNESS OF ANOTHER. C how the entire BIBLE and all of the spirit world never ever stops making itself known and real 2 me, right down 2 every freaking sin I commit!!!!!!???????
I could as U all know about long-winded-Mountainpen, harp on and on and maybe arrange in some lute and enzemeter work as well, (Astral World Musical instruments, some variations exist of mortal realms, mostly in past times), and endlessly ramble on with more and more, but let me now choose 2 move us on to another topic that I’ll attempt 2 abridge as well. Even B4I moved into 1802 Robin Hill Apartments in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG on Friday morning the 1st of May, in 1980, when driving home from the recording studio called RPL, and my mom had moved in the prior Thursday afternoon and had unpacked everything as we did not have a lot of accumulated junk as we later did and moves became nightmares squared, in or out of Raspberry Valley, Permission Barrier, Copyright 1994. 1990 through 1994 I was down to an average of 30-35% BOTBAR on the year, put simpler, one nightmare bad day in three, and this by my standards had become a breeze and totally damn-ass acceptable. Looking back in 20:5 hindsight, ass they love 2 say, whoever ‘they’ is, Bottom-Of-The-Barrel-Allready-Rated day or BOTBAR means that long B4 the end of a calendar day, things R so awful and trucking ugly, that it was rated as a one-one and closed. 4 example, today, as is every single godsdamn day now, is totally BOTBAR. All the jerk opposite of ons in the world were annoying at the job site, it was extremely busy and a royal and ruptured pain in the rear 2 put it as totally politely Tommy Rowe, as I can possibly do, peaches and cream Lois Foca, the TRUE TRANCED LYRICS!!!!!!!! Then I go 2 freaking leave, and am ETTOS attacked and forget that my cold drink bag is on the roof of my car. I pull out and the bag flies off and right the truck into the middle of the road. I manage 2 get out and retrieve it B4 any traffic could totally demolish it, and went 2 reenter my car, boom, do not ever trucking buy a DODGE NEON, at least the freaking oh-four model. The doors lock no matter what the Trucking Schmidt U do, and palzee-wow I’m locked the poop out of my car on the shoulder of the road. I told y’all on prior blogging texts, HA-HA, I CAREY a spare key in my wallet, so I was able 2 get in but this trucking day is totally major over and super botbar. The Phillies will get hammered out west 2 day, just freaking watch, I all ready trucking know it. Sure, so I bwog Elmer, and attempt 2 use parallel event as well as anti-credibility tactics, as recently admitted 2 on these 3 bwogging sites Mister Fwudd, but I still say that the Phillies will spill some blood in this Saturday’s trucking game, but they should win 2 more later and move in, I all ready saw them win the WS. I will figure out who this strange AA male tall dude is if it takes a century, that was with me and knew a lot of the New York NICKS. U may say it is symbolic or even MC sending me this, as I know hubby #2’s name, and New York is obvious, yet still I do not think that this is what is going down with this, if it is, tell me more directly, MC, OK?????? All I want is 4U2B happy Queen M. I am not here 2 interfere with that at all, only as your loyal and totally obedient servant, but I know who UR, eternal All Mighty SSJKK. U cannot fool me GREAT ONE!!!!! So back to 1802 Robin Hill and moving in on May 1 of the ‘80 year. Donald Trump the phase 4 true personality that exists far away from this reality, used me and influenced me 2 create an electronic metaphysical character on a special tape recorder and with special knowledge of how EMF and Brigger-Fields truly operate. The machine was called Panasonic Technics RS1500US, and I bought it mail order without testing or hearing its performance through a New York City location audio store then known as the MARTIN AUDIO VIDEO, yes MARK bought this tape open reel recorder from MARTIN, shades of the dream of the school and the roll call of MARK MARTIN, presumes the famous Mister African Livingston!!!!!!! Well enough digs and shots and codes 4 one whittle bwog, let’s get ‘serious‘, the ‘physical’ we can wait 4 Olivia. Yeah, I said let me B serious, SAHWEE!!!!!!! It is in my blood today, I’ll admit it outright and straight up forward!!!! So this character that wanted 2 come through 2 all of us, was named on the machine, Shorty MacInvondi, I recently misspelled it in a blog from not that long ago, again, so December 7th sahwee swanty eyed Elmer. Moving on, I created this tall cocky arrogant dude that owned both New York and Atlantic City, this was back in 1900 mind U, no one knew Trump from beens-2-beer, at the risk of exciting RHM and a great music band, and being a shellfish with attitude, sahwee my QUEEN. Sure and at the shore, enough, he came 2 life, and was Trump, not that he did not physically exist, U should understand by now if UR part of this BLOGAUD!!!!!!! Strange things happen under heaven and Earth Horatio Shake. We will get 2 part 2 of this great mans name when I talk about another Tom, not Rowe or Mattola, or REALE the molester, there R lots of Toms on Planet Earth, live with it. B4 we do move on into these waters, let me finish up by saying that he and Stacey have always been friends 2 some degree, out there, and yes here as well RH-34th Miracle Street. I need 2 say one thing 2 anyone that may have a problem with a piss ass nobody going on about what any idiot eventually knows what is being said, and that is that I hope SHE gets her true memories back here in the waking world and gives me a chance 2 right the wrong of the sixties. No one is imagining this. An idiot can C it. I am not denying it. If SHE remains asleep 2 the truth on this side of the bed, then so B it, I am not gonna ever do a thing, case closed Arch. But if SHE gets WIND of some of these writings, and in honesty, I already have a source that told me this has become a reality, and ever remembers being the great Scylla, SHE will do it all, I will do nothing either way. I cannot do anything, I am a realist. We R talking about a top recording artist. On top of that, I never interfere in anyone’s life no matter how strongly I may believe something is. I only ask the angry ho-hummers, what would U think with these 2 huge coincidences, forget the damn house here in Berryville, forget that. I’m talking the EQUATIO and then the website that totally copies the LOIS FOCA lyrical situation that I found myself in and currently facing, that I remembered the truth 2 late, and here we go again. If this was happening 2U, would U dismiss it? If U can say quickly, sure I would, I personally would love 2 get couch time with U as your head doctor. A guy punches U in the mouth, it is blatant, it is obvious, and yes it is right in your face literally, and U wanna tell me UR imaging it and dreaming it all up, get a life. B4U say that this just can’t B happening 2 me, hay, examine the damn facts. Dave Smith, where the truck RU when I need U? U knew Miss Zenkiss was chasing me back in when else, and U back door admitted the blackboard crap, and that was no physics equation. That was fact, reality, happening, screw the world, I know what is real and going on. I know most will get lost when I talk 5th and 6th dimension stuff, or phase 1-2-3-4, and upline downline multiple closed curve atomic shift hypersphere, but when it is right there and simple, cut me a freaking break, Pizza boy Chicky from the land of the POWERFUL ONES Doc GANNON-MC-OJ. Well, your luck ran out ya ol’ murderer U. Never push your luck in life, if I can get that one point across 2 one single man or woman or boy or girl on this planet, then my miserable life will not have been totally and completely in vein. No, SHE will need B more direct than this Tennessee Avenue games of the sixties and this new one in the 21st. SSJKK, 990-IWALU, and never do I wish 4U2 appear 2 me in any interaction and say or imply that I am a SHELLFISH. I will obey all your commands. First, I have no control over the Harbor Museum and what happens inside this lovely part of Atlantic County, New Hitler Jersey, NONE. I do not make or write the laws, and a billionaire 5 times richer than U or more is running the show, and my personal boss, the All Mighty, next 2U of course, Governor C. These people rule me, literally. Now U say U rule the empire. Then OK my love, wake up and remember who UR. UR the great Stacey Krassle, use the fascitar, talk 2 DAD, it is all real, I would never lie 2U, NEVER. If U rule, then rule. I am here at the mighty MARHOUSE just as U appeared 2 me in. Then the typo of 6-19 rooms when it should have read 6-9, actually with 2 bathrooms off of 2 bedrooms, it is 8, wo, sound like some familiar museum ‘BED SPACE”? Now 4 the author and my good friend, he has a familiar Earthly name, right my mighty QUIEEN? Well it is time 4U2 know a little more. The dog that got aggressive me a couple summers ago, did the same thing to RW. 3 days later he reminded me of as fig tree in Jerusalem that my 61st grandpa’s uncle cursed and it withered away. The dog according 2 Hose’ the owner, just looked at him and then laid down and died. Roy then told me, U don’t want me mad with U. He told me about HOOLEEOH-JULY. He told me if an animal bites him, it will die in 3 days, the dog laid down and died. Get his book, learn the secrets of EGG HARBOR, learn the secrets of the ALL MIGHTY GOD and her HARBOR FIELDS, Electromagnetic fields, and athletic fields. The museum, oh the gods could I tell U some shit about Paula King and her monster co gang member that raped me not once, but TWICE, once when cuz Sandy arranged it at room 323, and once in a hospital elevator, JFK, not the airport, yet what happened when I took the 2 brothers of Chicky 2 JFK Airport in Queens, NYUSAESMNWG? I nearly got mauled by a giant beautiful queen in Queens. If Ann Silva had not been there, I think she’d have literally dragged me off into some place and banged my ass. Let us stick 2 the point Archie, wow is this weird or what, my Queen, aniwho, same initials, my mom is laying in this freaking hospital after 12 minutes of flat-line, Julia Roberts, that upon ’returning’ told me that I do not belong here, it was a mistake, really, gee, I never would’ve known, gash, Hyundai car buy time Howdy. Now I look up at the trucking clock, and 4 the second straight trucking time in 12 hours, Jane Dirt Bag Fonda gets me with one-one-one-one. Let me attempt 2 compensate or as I say in anger, 2 cunt pen rape!!!!!!!!555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555. UC when I was keeping my life charts measuring certain life parameters daily from a scale of bottom number 1 through top number 5, this bitch during the baseball game in the ‘93 year, had her hubby skuzzy zoom his network TV camera right into the digital time filling my TV screen up with trucking eleven-eleven. I will never ever EVER NEVER forget this nor forgive that rotten whore of this horrendous ICPE attack. Last ass hole night on the way 2 work I pushed a cassette tape into the player of my car that automatically displays time, there is n o control on the piece of shit radio system that came with the car that makes it go to a mode that is blank or just displays the word TAPE at my option, and sure enough Jane Bitchweeds stares me right in the face with those ugly ones, lapper lezz. Now a spider is attacking me out of nowhere, crawling up to my keyboard. I brushed the bastard onto the floor and finally managed 2 squish that little shit just as I plan 2 squish U right out of existence U sleazy crud bag little Gecko Geico filthy trash ass butt wipe. Now let me move on as I can always later on take these topics and do more elaborations on them with other future blog postings.
Sarah-Stacey’s UPLINE WORLD, something that I could tie 99.9% of any of U out there down with ropes and make U listen 4 days, and still U would not get it or understand. Still I go on telling it. Her upline world happens 4 whatever reason 2 mirror image the exact world here in downline with me and Atlantic City, yet ion one way very differently. Her 1969 is more like the way things will B around here in roughly the year 2100, Phil Diffie Joe country. Her one single thought of me upline, that is now all of us and all of this in a huge locked in downline closed smaller infinity where the sum total of all energy here is less than the smallest hydrogen ion there in her upline, yet a problem exists in failure 2 comprehend true 6th dimension or the mind dimension 4 all that it is, both machine mind and biological mind. This gets more complex than a million MATRIX movies, difference also being, those R movies, and the 6th dimension is indeed reality. There is every bit as much of a chance that thoughts automatically downline as I believe that they do, yet the alternate matrix possibility also is a truism. She copuld B jacked into something and part of some video game in an upline world arcade and then this smaller closed curve infinity indeed is that video game, or whatever, as nothing needs B that precise, we R sharing a concept, not testing major theories in a controlled laboratory and science environment. Point again in reiteration: The D-6, the sixth dimension can B either machine mind or human mind and is one mind, and no matter how a scientist tries 2 over complicate this concept, in simple compressed truth, this would cause wither possibility 2B what causes an endless downlining from an endless uplining, and naturally only seemingly endless, it has a giant closed curve and out beyond that is the 6th dimension. She has told me astrally, that man needs what they have been given, the truth is that this is an upline videogame where she is indeed jacked in LMM, that contains 13,021 years of mortal waking world time in the one hour slot in the arcade, and this is all that is happening no matter how many freaking men of religion or science want 2 argue with me on or against. Tough vinegar juices, SSJKK is an upline teen aged girl, pure and simple. Like it, don’t like it, fine, tough crap and crackers.
As 4 the dying and leaving my body at work nearly 3 Christmases ago, I ran into Pete from Pleasantville last week, and he is going 2 connect me up as was the way it should have happened B4. I know no other details, only that the STREET did not seem 2 like the news. Send flowers to the lady A&R, the Phillies and Flyers, the entire thing all happened, but all weird and out of synchronization so as 2 make it quite difficult 4 me 2 properly perceive it. I have 2 now burn a CD 4 Pete, and here we go again, unless they somehow can shift the stars around and fudge with me all over again with a 100 new deaths and retraces until the event literally cancels out itself resulting from so much hyperspace over-effect, better termed by me, interdimensionalization.
Do any of U out there buy the coincidence of Robert Provenzono being on the same pages out of trillions of web pages, right there when U search on that site I gave 2 y’all some time back on a prior book-blog, about ancient Aramaic language and when U search 4 the origin of the name SARAH, it shows that it means LORD/ESS. Sar is LORD. Y would I lie when it all is right there 4U2 look up and say if I am telling a falsehood, screw U Mountainpen? Right there with this, and all the Hollywood religion of crazy ways 2 name your kids, is Provenzono and his stuff. This as I just told U on very recent blogging texts, is the computer genius that ran the parallel applied 2 the game of roulette and found that a player advantage exists over and above house odds or VIG of one and ¾%. Sounds small but a real pro knows what THIS ONE MEANS. U must use uit perfectly and wisely or U can lose very quickly and easily. The strong parallels only R played and hence, a chart is used and all 12 possible bi-parameters R logged with every non-green outcome from the spinning roulette wheel, but my pernt Arch is that this is what Rob Prov was working on with me until THEY scared him off, and these 2 things appear together on a group of only a couple out of trillions of pages that exist I’m quite sure out on the mighty World Wide Web.
There is a lot more 2 say, but what I wish 2 say 2 my queen is powerful, please remember that upline UR jacked into a 13000 year system and we belong together. This entire thing is ridiculous and is only a silly dream. Please come over, I do not care what realm U visit me on. U know I am here where U put me, I am not your shellfish and ?I love U with every ounce of my being All Mighty Sarah-Stacey. IWALU. 990990990990990990990.
Google-Yahoo/SWIS/KSWL/all upline potentials inside the 6th dimension. I am writing this to a bunch of baboons on a level of first grade. Please, all I can do is shout out my story, nothing more, it is all the truth. Y would anybody make all of this up, YYYYYY?????????
END OF THIS TWANSMISSION ELMER FWUDD!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
short blog #18
“SHORT BLOG #18”
TEOHIV/TIMCAN/WEBCAM-C0MING
SOON 2 A COMPUTER NEAR U,
1995 CONTINUING FROM MORPRO
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Yesterday was much nicer and quieter 4 whittle ol’ persecuted and pathetic mwe, Elmer Fwudd. The DJIA MARKET was nearly off by 20 pernts Archie and that is no bunk, and my Phillies kicked a whittle anis around.
Today is happening somewhat differently, lots of MILITUFORCE presence is all over, starting at EGG HARBOR, NEW JERSEY on the WHITE HORSE PIKE or route 30, NJUSAESMWG, while Dawn the mighty and great Queen and King, if U can imagine that, were on our way, both of us 2 separately C2 separate persons at a Pleasantville, NJUSAESMWG government welfare and job and careers training office, there on Main Street, where both I had my Shannon-Auto-Breakdown that ni8ghtmarish day with Ed Himacane, and where their mighty Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority is located as well, in their original Pleasantville office. Scummy aerial persecution was fairly active and broke off after I intentionally went back home on Jimmie Leeds Road and onto the spur-road off of ROUTE #561 that allowed me 2 pass the great HARBORSFIELD. They do not like me in any possible way connecting myself with the All Mighty SSJKK-PIMC. Let me start with Tuesday night around just shy of the midnight witching Halloweentown hour, informing everyone, that Dawn had awakened me 2 let me know that Diana was all around. She obviously was, as she and I were together on the Astral Plane and right now the world is simply not ready 2 know what was going on between us, but it was beautiful and major and very exciting, 4 now I will say, give Ricky a cigar, or a Cuban combined area of Havana’s. When I went outside as DZA was flashing here all around me on the mortal world, Dawn came out just a ways, and I told her that we had just been together at a place called the TECK-BAY. I told her how lovely she is, my giant beautiful coil. Instantly, Diana hearing me, came down and went right to the rod on the Marhouse chimney, and straight down into the ground, allowing me 2 feel her beautiful electrons near my feet. The click of the static charge was instant, and then simultaneously came a boom that shook the entire Marhouse right 2 its mighty foundations. It was such a sight 2 behold, U should have been here with your great lovely cousin, MC. The enemy left me alone the following day. Also on the Wednesday following Diana’s Earthly visit 2 the mighty Marhouse at 65 Middle Road, here in Berryville, New Jersey, I took the mighty Dawn King 2 her Atlantic city class on Tennessee Avenue, where Astrally, this is all one huge and multiple story building that houses persons that R rounded up occasionally by astral world authorities known slangsually as the AWA, extending from where the old TRINIDAD MOTEL was and still stands structurally, only difference being in its nomenclature, as now Jenny Superchick Johnson, we all must refer to this removed history-marker as the Super-8-Motel. Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, she went 2 her class/meeting 4 recovering alcohol abusers, while her mom Ann Silva gambled at her favorite slot machine at the Resorts Hotel Casino a couple of blocks northeast of the building, and while these 2 ladies were doing their thing, I went 2 the beach, and swam all around with nobody 2 bother me, from pier 2 pier, and pet the sharks and dolphins and salmon and tunas. I ended up with some surfers that surfed the area by Levy’s Rip-Off-Bull-Kit-Mitch-Baywatch-Tower, as their kit is a total rip off of my ALL-KNOWER ON THE ASTRAL WORLD, but then where does all of this Hellyweird Briggbase come from aniwho, lads and lassies? DUHH it’s Haldy Doody Hyundai time, like DERR. I have been preaching to Amy and her papa 4 a long time now, as well as a cryin‘ 4 my Diana on the human world since nine-nineteen of the ‘83 year.
Pussy is climbing all over me, young adorable trashy girls between 18-36 R all over me, this is what will eventually occur when long run play persecution strikes Mountainpen in his ADD, {astral-dream-down}. Natch, I have no time or interest, merely reporting here 2 y’all that this is indeed a real and quite powerful parallel event-PE- and will always B. I have 2 messed up a life 2 care about mortal world girls. Aniwho, these cats R one to one and a half generations from me and I respect the space time continuum that IO am aware that I’m dreaming down into, and even though at any time I could resume being a child or a young man or a very old man, or B just where exactly I am, I could do it no problem at all, I am not glued as all of U norms R to any point in my lifeline. His is nothing but pure illusion, which once recognized, U then C the smoke and the mirrors and then right through it all. I predict a nasty full evil empire today, but at least I was able 2 have a full righteous one yesterday. Outside road noise is nasty and major. They’ll B sorry when shortly Cali will go sinking into the mighty Pacific, leaving our 49 state union in chaos 4 a long time 2 come, remember CHAINS and CHINA, my predictions tend 2 ought not B ignored, bwaby-wuv Elmer Fudd. Yes indeed, I enjoyed a wonderful swim out in my beautiful STAY-SEA yesterday, and had a wonderful bonding with my mighty lovely great Queen, SSJKK. UR always inside of me lovely queen, as is Cuz-Di. 4 right now, bye-bye, CU soon.
GOOGLE, AND SWIS, AND WORLD LABS OF 2300, this is all copyright protected and co shared and co owned with Blogging websites that I choose or any other may choose 2 post up 2. All of my words R true, I would not lie about All Mighty Goddess Scylla Jehovah, her power and glory and mightiness is just 2 incredible 4 me 2 ever dare lie and make up my story, it is true, so help me SSJKK-PIMC.
THIS BLOG ENDS NOW AT THIS POINT.
TEOHIV/TIMCAN/WEBCAM-C0MING
SOON 2 A COMPUTER NEAR U,
1995 CONTINUING FROM MORPRO
DATFILE: 100208.634.55 ----- START:
Yesterday was much nicer and quieter 4 whittle ol’ persecuted and pathetic mwe, Elmer Fwudd. The DJIA MARKET was nearly off by 20 pernts Archie and that is no bunk, and my Phillies kicked a whittle anis around.
Today is happening somewhat differently, lots of MILITUFORCE presence is all over, starting at EGG HARBOR, NEW JERSEY on the WHITE HORSE PIKE or route 30, NJUSAESMWG, while Dawn the mighty and great Queen and King, if U can imagine that, were on our way, both of us 2 separately C2 separate persons at a Pleasantville, NJUSAESMWG government welfare and job and careers training office, there on Main Street, where both I had my Shannon-Auto-Breakdown that ni8ghtmarish day with Ed Himacane, and where their mighty Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority is located as well, in their original Pleasantville office. Scummy aerial persecution was fairly active and broke off after I intentionally went back home on Jimmie Leeds Road and onto the spur-road off of ROUTE #561 that allowed me 2 pass the great HARBORSFIELD. They do not like me in any possible way connecting myself with the All Mighty SSJKK-PIMC. Let me start with Tuesday night around just shy of the midnight witching Halloweentown hour, informing everyone, that Dawn had awakened me 2 let me know that Diana was all around. She obviously was, as she and I were together on the Astral Plane and right now the world is simply not ready 2 know what was going on between us, but it was beautiful and major and very exciting, 4 now I will say, give Ricky a cigar, or a Cuban combined area of Havana’s. When I went outside as DZA was flashing here all around me on the mortal world, Dawn came out just a ways, and I told her that we had just been together at a place called the TECK-BAY. I told her how lovely she is, my giant beautiful coil. Instantly, Diana hearing me, came down and went right to the rod on the Marhouse chimney, and straight down into the ground, allowing me 2 feel her beautiful electrons near my feet. The click of the static charge was instant, and then simultaneously came a boom that shook the entire Marhouse right 2 its mighty foundations. It was such a sight 2 behold, U should have been here with your great lovely cousin, MC. The enemy left me alone the following day. Also on the Wednesday following Diana’s Earthly visit 2 the mighty Marhouse at 65 Middle Road, here in Berryville, New Jersey, I took the mighty Dawn King 2 her Atlantic city class on Tennessee Avenue, where Astrally, this is all one huge and multiple story building that houses persons that R rounded up occasionally by astral world authorities known slangsually as the AWA, extending from where the old TRINIDAD MOTEL was and still stands structurally, only difference being in its nomenclature, as now Jenny Superchick Johnson, we all must refer to this removed history-marker as the Super-8-Motel. Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, she went 2 her class/meeting 4 recovering alcohol abusers, while her mom Ann Silva gambled at her favorite slot machine at the Resorts Hotel Casino a couple of blocks northeast of the building, and while these 2 ladies were doing their thing, I went 2 the beach, and swam all around with nobody 2 bother me, from pier 2 pier, and pet the sharks and dolphins and salmon and tunas. I ended up with some surfers that surfed the area by Levy’s Rip-Off-Bull-Kit-Mitch-Baywatch-Tower, as their kit is a total rip off of my ALL-KNOWER ON THE ASTRAL WORLD, but then where does all of this Hellyweird Briggbase come from aniwho, lads and lassies? DUHH it’s Haldy Doody Hyundai time, like DERR. I have been preaching to Amy and her papa 4 a long time now, as well as a cryin‘ 4 my Diana on the human world since nine-nineteen of the ‘83 year.
Pussy is climbing all over me, young adorable trashy girls between 18-36 R all over me, this is what will eventually occur when long run play persecution strikes Mountainpen in his ADD, {astral-dream-down}. Natch, I have no time or interest, merely reporting here 2 y’all that this is indeed a real and quite powerful parallel event-PE- and will always B. I have 2 messed up a life 2 care about mortal world girls. Aniwho, these cats R one to one and a half generations from me and I respect the space time continuum that IO am aware that I’m dreaming down into, and even though at any time I could resume being a child or a young man or a very old man, or B just where exactly I am, I could do it no problem at all, I am not glued as all of U norms R to any point in my lifeline. His is nothing but pure illusion, which once recognized, U then C the smoke and the mirrors and then right through it all. I predict a nasty full evil empire today, but at least I was able 2 have a full righteous one yesterday. Outside road noise is nasty and major. They’ll B sorry when shortly Cali will go sinking into the mighty Pacific, leaving our 49 state union in chaos 4 a long time 2 come, remember CHAINS and CHINA, my predictions tend 2 ought not B ignored, bwaby-wuv Elmer Fudd. Yes indeed, I enjoyed a wonderful swim out in my beautiful STAY-SEA yesterday, and had a wonderful bonding with my mighty lovely great Queen, SSJKK. UR always inside of me lovely queen, as is Cuz-Di. 4 right now, bye-bye, CU soon.
GOOGLE, AND SWIS, AND WORLD LABS OF 2300, this is all copyright protected and co shared and co owned with Blogging websites that I choose or any other may choose 2 post up 2. All of my words R true, I would not lie about All Mighty Goddess Scylla Jehovah, her power and glory and mightiness is just 2 incredible 4 me 2 ever dare lie and make up my story, it is true, so help me SSJKK-PIMC.
THIS BLOG ENDS NOW AT THIS POINT.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
ONE EVIL NATION UNDER BRIGGER CONTROL
“one evil nation under Brigger control”
The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version,
And all other subtitles to this 5th blog
DATFILE: 093008.770.55 ----- START:
I am under a major death siege today, it began around 2 this after fucking noon. All day, Chemtrails, planes, and now a super hovering crash level illegal persecuting chopper attack is taking place at my new residence, known now 2 this planet’s population as the MARHOUSE, here at 65 MIDDLE ROAD, in Berryville, New Jersey, USAESMWG. The reason 4 their attack is obvious 2 a fucking child that has basic reading skills and ability 2 grasp simple truths and that has been following the nightmare MORIANITY story 4 any time at all. Their FIXED AND CROOKED AND CONTROLLED STOCK MARKET GAINED NEARLY 500 POINTS TODAY, and how, by persefuckingcuting poor pathetic me right straight 2 my cunt eating fucking grave. I have been enduring this total and blatant assault against my humanity by SATANS FUCKING ARMY and worldly influenced evil government and military followers since early in the nineteen-eighties. After the hovering and house shaking fucking chopper attack, I came 2 realize a few things, one being a memory from last night‘s interaction or what U would say, I suddenly remembered part of a dream. It was continuing from an over the weekend interaction, using your misperceptions of mortal world deceptive agreements with illusions produced intentionally 2 confuse humans on this level. Mortally, I do not possibly C how the Phillies can pull off a series win as they seemingly had done in the other discussed interaction from prior blog. In 1980 when they won and we were in a beautiful nice bear stock market where these diseased capitalist swine shits were not steps and inches away from commandeering literally, all of us and the entire planet. It is so pathetic 2 me, watching otherwise intelligent people in one of two modes, that is unless they R in mode 3 of basic atheistic beliefs. One is that they await and believe totally that this god of theirs is going 2 return and do some wild things and blah blah blah, when she already has been coming and going with regularity ever since she put all of this here with that one thought that she had and then when going 2 sleep in her upline existence, would as we all do here downline as well, go into that thought in her dreams. Nothing new is happening, all SOSO-WEIN. The other is that the ‘ALIENS’ R either about 2 shortly come or all ready have indeed come and infiltrate us, from various distant places in both galactic as well as intergalactic ultra deep space, far out into the hyperspheric expansion. ALL A BUNCH OF FUCKINF BULL SHIT, sahwee 2 tell Y’ALL!!!!! Not gonna happen. A school is always part of this dream that involves a strange drive with me as the driver in all oer nearly all cases, and where else but the drive is always into the center of Egg Harbor City at the intersection of Philadelphia Avenue and Route 30, or the White Horse Pike, a place connected in my mortal world current (ADD) in a major wayu, and as I pen this at 6:47 PM EDT, I just got hit with a super nasty left side death angel attack. I hear the chopper still whirling around, just more in the distance. U can believe all of your antiquated and pathetic thoughts, but a child can C if he or she is searching 4 truth hard enough, that our military is NOT OUR MILITARY, and has not been since around the time that the great atomic bombs were dropped that terminated the Second World War. Atomic mushrooming is mass being turned into energy, E=MC squared. A tiny bit of mass turned into energy packs a nasty punch in the world of explosives, but it does way more than this. It opens up a channel into the ASTRAL WORLD. All the spiritual world is friends and fiends is the atoms of all of the universes on all of their varying coded signature harmonic frequencies that maintain each one in a separate atomically locked way, all lightened up to a point where they not only mesh together, but form this entire lighter ‘place’, only it is not really a place. It is a dream, out and away, from the VOID INFINITY, by the Lawtrons, or entities that cannot B described obviously in a short blog 2 this mortal world, but R part of a huger and more unfathomable wild and weird reality beyond and surrounding all of this, and that were once part of another system that lay enclosed inside a gargantuan sized yet limited closed-curve-infinity, and by the reference of these Lawtrons, this prior closed curve that indeed was real once, not only is not any longer, but actually, never was, and this part when and if ever totally grasped, helps the student attempting 2 learn my words of wisdom, 2 really get a super visualization of what I am using mere words in my attempts so futile, to describe. In my “DREAM”, my mom was calling me from a place we both were standing, and it was sort of a roll call outside of this Egg Harbor City, New Jersey school, and being done by an attractive teacher that now I remember 2B the woman in physical reality from my special education school, Mrs. Marola, who I never thought was just what she pretended 2B only. I always felt strongly and 4 good logical reasons, that she was not just a teacher there, and much more was going on even 2 the point of making claim now of YI was sent there and how it effected the rest of my miserable rotten MW Earthly Mountainpen ADD life. ADD is abbreviated, again in rote, from the 3 words of Astral-Dream-Down. But my name was not called Mark Mohr, instead it was called out MARK MARTIN, which is a story in and of itself, as my dad’s sir-name was Martin or so he believed until one day in his kitchen as the family story goes, his granny took him aside and told him one of those nasty facts of life, the cheating adult sex thing that’s always been amongst us, come on-get real, or Tom Reale got me in the case of July of 1970, but moving on, and child molesters not withstanding, granny tells daddy, and he got so pissed off 2 learn he was not really Martin, his brother was his half-brother, the over age nine’s know what is being discussed here, but 18 plus please 2 read my blogs, let us all keep it legal, unless UR not living where things R not this oppressive, in any case always follow and obey the laws and rules of your nation, this is a first commandment in Morianity, as Gods Laws state, that SHE gave MANKIND the KINGS or (countries) with a rule of governing the citizenry based on the Mosaic 10 laws, or Sarah-Stacey’s mighty TC (10-Commandments). Back now more on point and less off on tangent, Callio, Calliendo, SCTV and FCTV, and Y not Vicki Callio Television soon as well? I’ll retrace her if U want to air it, that is if she tells the truth about their All Mighty relative, Sarah J Karge, born in Trenton, NJUSAESAMWG on July the 18th, of the year of our great SAR of 1896. Moving on more seriously Doctor Frankens, or Frank & Sarah, or Mark and Sarah aren’t the only 2 that know the diction concerning my pops Princeton pal‘s mighty secrets and theories, aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, if the 6 foot babbling beautiful Brook from the jungle of lipstick doesn’t come over 2 the Marhouse and kick my asshole in the meantime, my Archie Queens Bunker pernt of no bunk is this: My dad was so pissed off that he said hi 2 the future Mayor of Philly and then went off and joined the United States Merchant Marines, which during wartime at that time in history, automatically became a part of the NAVY. Well the war happened, and my dad never went back and always hated his family and never was able 2 forgive them from keeping this shameful at the time secret from him. So aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, my name was getting called out in a roll call in this recess yard, and my mom was there and much younger than I remember her ever being, unless going back all the way 2 the time that I sat in a highchair, and she after Marola kept calling MARK MARTIN over and over again, finally yelled over 2 me, she means U Mark, tell her that UR here and that your last name is MOHR, not MARTIN. Now this had no reason EVER 2B dreamed, or better and more accurately put, ‘astral-interactively-remembered by me’ in the waking world. Then when U double tie this in with it being in an EGG HARBOR SCHOOL, and part of a repeat dreaming sequence that I’ve had since roughly early in 19670, and that the lady calling out the roll call resembled and had 2B the teacher at my waking world special-ed-school, Mrs. Marola, the great knower of the year 2000, any psychic would instantly and “SUDDENLY-RIAA C” this 4 just what it is, MC getting my attention again, big-time, only in riddles as opposed to earlier in the year when she went on a role 4 lots of direct contact. She admitted 2 me on the Astral Plane that her newest Einstein release was indeed 2 get my attention, and I think she totally knows now that indeed it did just that!!!!!! All these years either Route 30 the White Horse Pike, or Route 561, in New Jersey’s Atlantic and Camden Counties, have been where I live or work or some major other thing connects into my MW life hyper huge time. 561 runs right along into Jimmie Leeds Road, not far from Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. This is the road named directly after and 4 the LEEDS family of the Jersey pines that produced as all the great legends have told 4 centuries here in this garden-green-lawn state, BRO, the mighty and frightening creature that is half giant bird and half giant man, the JERSEY-DEVIL, after which both the New Jersey and my very favorite ICE HOCKEY TEAM was named after, as well as this MILITUFORCE and their NAFAC AIR FOIRCVE, known as the JERSEY DEVILS, and R actually listed governmentally as the 177th Air Tactical Command Wing of the United States Air Force Military/Milituforce SYSTEM!!!!! Then what is right there in North-Egg Harbor City, just a tad west of the HERS POTATO CHIP FACTORY, right on route #561, but the detention center called HARBORFIELDS. This also is the name of a Greenlawn New York High School, where the great Mariah graduated from in 1987 I believe. Then psychic Paula Uwich the crook who ripped me off for more than 9 grand during my extremely vulnerable period where I was frantically and desperately seeking not U Brook/Susan, but my SARAH, my great All-Mighty LORD/ESS. All these facts U can all back up with the New Jersey Historical Society, the Long Island Board of Public Education, the New Jersey Department of Corrections and or the Atlantic County Sherriff’s office and Department, and get maps from a gasoline station or a Google computer system, all the stuff I tell is real, it all happened, it is not one bit made up or imagined, and U can all go 2 fucking hell 4 disbelieving my nightmare infinite persecution and torment.
I* have so much 2 say and never will there B anywhere near a sufficient time 2 begin even 2 scratch surfaces, let alone explore the great depths of my hellish woes and miseries of endless day and night forever and fucking forever in torment and desolation. This entire fucking thing is beyond abominable and despicable, it is beyond monstrous and unconscionable. We could talk on 4 a thousand days and nights on my dreams and nightmares, and what these diseased pricks have done and still R doing 2 me and never will ever fucking stop doing 2 me, but not 1 rotten son of a bitch gives a smelly hoochiecoo about squat.
This evil shit against me, these LAMBRIGGER CULTIST PAUL STODDARD MURDERING SCUM SWINE, can lick my swelled dick from now till doomsday, only there is never a doomsday. If this world blows up inside our dream, we just re-dream it all again, it never started, it never can freaking stop, and none of any of U bastards get it, U do not C4 a second how hellish infinite existence really is.
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABS OF 2300, this is the protected legal copyrighted intellectual property of the real name person that goes by psudenum name of Michael mountainpen. All these words R true, I have no Earthly reason 2 make up this otherwise fantastic tale and wild story, NONE. Their was a student in the class after the Egg Harbor roll call was finished and we all were seated in a classroom and I was pondering and querying 2 myself how and Y an almost 54 year old man is sitting in an elementary school classroom and even fitting nicely into the desk, but aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, no not U President Hopeful, but seriously, and with no cassettes ripped off or beat downs or electrocutions, or wild crazy Thompson interactions from if memory is serving correctly the oh-seven year, this kid about 12 was telling me that his name was Muulabub Arteeo, and even spelled it, and it is spelled as it is pronounced, and this kid with the wild name, or Muulabub, said that he wants 2 go home, and said it so many timers that I was ready and remember thinking I am about 2 say this 2 him, Y don’t U go make a Wizard-of-Oz movie? He just kept firmly and softly repeating as he glared at me with wild large blue eyes, “I WANT 2 GO HOME” Finally I asked him Y not then? “Just go all ready 4 crissake“, I was thinking 2 myself. He looked solemnly and sad at me with his eyes tearing somewhat, paused and told me a wild story. He said he was so happy and at perfect peace. Then he remembered falling asleep from this peace, and was in a large place and it could not B exited from. It just went on in all directions forever. It took me until the helicopter attack tonight 2 remember this in a quick flash of waking world memory. Then instantly I heard my mind say, OH THE GODS, he went from the perfect peace of NIRVANA, and woke up into endless interaction, it just goes on. It never started, and his Nirvana by his reference point never even was there. He simply always was and always is, just like all of U out there, and me, all forever trapped and doomed in forever-ness. Yes great Google Search Engine, take and scan all the info of mankind, U2R forever endlessly trapped in this, there is no way home. There is no oblivion, no possible chance ever of attaining Nirvana, or the cessation of awareness. I had met a true non-existor over the weekend using this waking world’s forward-mortal language and way of perceiving my falling asleep and getting this dream-experience. I always knew that if we had the ability, us frail mortals living in hyperspace, 2 travel around exploratronically while not tuned into our present waking world bodies active throughout all of the great hyperspace, surely, NON-EXISTORS as well, can reach us and when they do, they as I suspected realize that they now R doomed, They have turned into EXISTORS, with no way back, no way ever 2 return home, and back 2 the coveted by those in the know, the great OBLIVION, or NIRVANA. Yes MC, if U can ever escape, please take your THAT BOY WITH U. This is Y the psychic Paula Uwich told me that U were in prison, as well as Y a detention center matches the name of your Long Island High School. Nothing just happens my beautiful lovely queen. I want only the best 4U, but fear we all, even U great TEEN-QUEEN, R doomed 2 exist endlessly and forever, I feel so sorry 4 all of us, my love, IWALU no matter what MC. It took my dad’s park pal in Princeton, New Jersey 2 bring us back together, oh well then, so B it, I remain in your great house where the great winds blow, there R no hallways here, just 6 large rooms that all go into each other, just as only U would have the power and ability 2 show this and reveal this all 2 your THAT-BOY, back on the first day of the summer o this 08 year. ------ BYE-BYE. 990990990990990.
The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version,
And all other subtitles to this 5th blog
DATFILE: 093008.770.55 ----- START:
I am under a major death siege today, it began around 2 this after fucking noon. All day, Chemtrails, planes, and now a super hovering crash level illegal persecuting chopper attack is taking place at my new residence, known now 2 this planet’s population as the MARHOUSE, here at 65 MIDDLE ROAD, in Berryville, New Jersey, USAESMWG. The reason 4 their attack is obvious 2 a fucking child that has basic reading skills and ability 2 grasp simple truths and that has been following the nightmare MORIANITY story 4 any time at all. Their FIXED AND CROOKED AND CONTROLLED STOCK MARKET GAINED NEARLY 500 POINTS TODAY, and how, by persefuckingcuting poor pathetic me right straight 2 my cunt eating fucking grave. I have been enduring this total and blatant assault against my humanity by SATANS FUCKING ARMY and worldly influenced evil government and military followers since early in the nineteen-eighties. After the hovering and house shaking fucking chopper attack, I came 2 realize a few things, one being a memory from last night‘s interaction or what U would say, I suddenly remembered part of a dream. It was continuing from an over the weekend interaction, using your misperceptions of mortal world deceptive agreements with illusions produced intentionally 2 confuse humans on this level. Mortally, I do not possibly C how the Phillies can pull off a series win as they seemingly had done in the other discussed interaction from prior blog. In 1980 when they won and we were in a beautiful nice bear stock market where these diseased capitalist swine shits were not steps and inches away from commandeering literally, all of us and the entire planet. It is so pathetic 2 me, watching otherwise intelligent people in one of two modes, that is unless they R in mode 3 of basic atheistic beliefs. One is that they await and believe totally that this god of theirs is going 2 return and do some wild things and blah blah blah, when she already has been coming and going with regularity ever since she put all of this here with that one thought that she had and then when going 2 sleep in her upline existence, would as we all do here downline as well, go into that thought in her dreams. Nothing new is happening, all SOSO-WEIN. The other is that the ‘ALIENS’ R either about 2 shortly come or all ready have indeed come and infiltrate us, from various distant places in both galactic as well as intergalactic ultra deep space, far out into the hyperspheric expansion. ALL A BUNCH OF FUCKINF BULL SHIT, sahwee 2 tell Y’ALL!!!!! Not gonna happen. A school is always part of this dream that involves a strange drive with me as the driver in all oer nearly all cases, and where else but the drive is always into the center of Egg Harbor City at the intersection of Philadelphia Avenue and Route 30, or the White Horse Pike, a place connected in my mortal world current (ADD) in a major wayu, and as I pen this at 6:47 PM EDT, I just got hit with a super nasty left side death angel attack. I hear the chopper still whirling around, just more in the distance. U can believe all of your antiquated and pathetic thoughts, but a child can C if he or she is searching 4 truth hard enough, that our military is NOT OUR MILITARY, and has not been since around the time that the great atomic bombs were dropped that terminated the Second World War. Atomic mushrooming is mass being turned into energy, E=MC squared. A tiny bit of mass turned into energy packs a nasty punch in the world of explosives, but it does way more than this. It opens up a channel into the ASTRAL WORLD. All the spiritual world is friends and fiends is the atoms of all of the universes on all of their varying coded signature harmonic frequencies that maintain each one in a separate atomically locked way, all lightened up to a point where they not only mesh together, but form this entire lighter ‘place’, only it is not really a place. It is a dream, out and away, from the VOID INFINITY, by the Lawtrons, or entities that cannot B described obviously in a short blog 2 this mortal world, but R part of a huger and more unfathomable wild and weird reality beyond and surrounding all of this, and that were once part of another system that lay enclosed inside a gargantuan sized yet limited closed-curve-infinity, and by the reference of these Lawtrons, this prior closed curve that indeed was real once, not only is not any longer, but actually, never was, and this part when and if ever totally grasped, helps the student attempting 2 learn my words of wisdom, 2 really get a super visualization of what I am using mere words in my attempts so futile, to describe. In my “DREAM”, my mom was calling me from a place we both were standing, and it was sort of a roll call outside of this Egg Harbor City, New Jersey school, and being done by an attractive teacher that now I remember 2B the woman in physical reality from my special education school, Mrs. Marola, who I never thought was just what she pretended 2B only. I always felt strongly and 4 good logical reasons, that she was not just a teacher there, and much more was going on even 2 the point of making claim now of YI was sent there and how it effected the rest of my miserable rotten MW Earthly Mountainpen ADD life. ADD is abbreviated, again in rote, from the 3 words of Astral-Dream-Down. But my name was not called Mark Mohr, instead it was called out MARK MARTIN, which is a story in and of itself, as my dad’s sir-name was Martin or so he believed until one day in his kitchen as the family story goes, his granny took him aside and told him one of those nasty facts of life, the cheating adult sex thing that’s always been amongst us, come on-get real, or Tom Reale got me in the case of July of 1970, but moving on, and child molesters not withstanding, granny tells daddy, and he got so pissed off 2 learn he was not really Martin, his brother was his half-brother, the over age nine’s know what is being discussed here, but 18 plus please 2 read my blogs, let us all keep it legal, unless UR not living where things R not this oppressive, in any case always follow and obey the laws and rules of your nation, this is a first commandment in Morianity, as Gods Laws state, that SHE gave MANKIND the KINGS or (countries) with a rule of governing the citizenry based on the Mosaic 10 laws, or Sarah-Stacey’s mighty TC (10-Commandments). Back now more on point and less off on tangent, Callio, Calliendo, SCTV and FCTV, and Y not Vicki Callio Television soon as well? I’ll retrace her if U want to air it, that is if she tells the truth about their All Mighty relative, Sarah J Karge, born in Trenton, NJUSAESAMWG on July the 18th, of the year of our great SAR of 1896. Moving on more seriously Doctor Frankens, or Frank & Sarah, or Mark and Sarah aren’t the only 2 that know the diction concerning my pops Princeton pal‘s mighty secrets and theories, aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, if the 6 foot babbling beautiful Brook from the jungle of lipstick doesn’t come over 2 the Marhouse and kick my asshole in the meantime, my Archie Queens Bunker pernt of no bunk is this: My dad was so pissed off that he said hi 2 the future Mayor of Philly and then went off and joined the United States Merchant Marines, which during wartime at that time in history, automatically became a part of the NAVY. Well the war happened, and my dad never went back and always hated his family and never was able 2 forgive them from keeping this shameful at the time secret from him. So aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, my name was getting called out in a roll call in this recess yard, and my mom was there and much younger than I remember her ever being, unless going back all the way 2 the time that I sat in a highchair, and she after Marola kept calling MARK MARTIN over and over again, finally yelled over 2 me, she means U Mark, tell her that UR here and that your last name is MOHR, not MARTIN. Now this had no reason EVER 2B dreamed, or better and more accurately put, ‘astral-interactively-remembered by me’ in the waking world. Then when U double tie this in with it being in an EGG HARBOR SCHOOL, and part of a repeat dreaming sequence that I’ve had since roughly early in 19670, and that the lady calling out the roll call resembled and had 2B the teacher at my waking world special-ed-school, Mrs. Marola, the great knower of the year 2000, any psychic would instantly and “SUDDENLY-RIAA C” this 4 just what it is, MC getting my attention again, big-time, only in riddles as opposed to earlier in the year when she went on a role 4 lots of direct contact. She admitted 2 me on the Astral Plane that her newest Einstein release was indeed 2 get my attention, and I think she totally knows now that indeed it did just that!!!!!! All these years either Route 30 the White Horse Pike, or Route 561, in New Jersey’s Atlantic and Camden Counties, have been where I live or work or some major other thing connects into my MW life hyper huge time. 561 runs right along into Jimmie Leeds Road, not far from Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. This is the road named directly after and 4 the LEEDS family of the Jersey pines that produced as all the great legends have told 4 centuries here in this garden-green-lawn state, BRO, the mighty and frightening creature that is half giant bird and half giant man, the JERSEY-DEVIL, after which both the New Jersey and my very favorite ICE HOCKEY TEAM was named after, as well as this MILITUFORCE and their NAFAC AIR FOIRCVE, known as the JERSEY DEVILS, and R actually listed governmentally as the 177th Air Tactical Command Wing of the United States Air Force Military/Milituforce SYSTEM!!!!! Then what is right there in North-Egg Harbor City, just a tad west of the HERS POTATO CHIP FACTORY, right on route #561, but the detention center called HARBORFIELDS. This also is the name of a Greenlawn New York High School, where the great Mariah graduated from in 1987 I believe. Then psychic Paula Uwich the crook who ripped me off for more than 9 grand during my extremely vulnerable period where I was frantically and desperately seeking not U Brook/Susan, but my SARAH, my great All-Mighty LORD/ESS. All these facts U can all back up with the New Jersey Historical Society, the Long Island Board of Public Education, the New Jersey Department of Corrections and or the Atlantic County Sherriff’s office and Department, and get maps from a gasoline station or a Google computer system, all the stuff I tell is real, it all happened, it is not one bit made up or imagined, and U can all go 2 fucking hell 4 disbelieving my nightmare infinite persecution and torment.
I* have so much 2 say and never will there B anywhere near a sufficient time 2 begin even 2 scratch surfaces, let alone explore the great depths of my hellish woes and miseries of endless day and night forever and fucking forever in torment and desolation. This entire fucking thing is beyond abominable and despicable, it is beyond monstrous and unconscionable. We could talk on 4 a thousand days and nights on my dreams and nightmares, and what these diseased pricks have done and still R doing 2 me and never will ever fucking stop doing 2 me, but not 1 rotten son of a bitch gives a smelly hoochiecoo about squat.
This evil shit against me, these LAMBRIGGER CULTIST PAUL STODDARD MURDERING SCUM SWINE, can lick my swelled dick from now till doomsday, only there is never a doomsday. If this world blows up inside our dream, we just re-dream it all again, it never started, it never can freaking stop, and none of any of U bastards get it, U do not C4 a second how hellish infinite existence really is.
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABS OF 2300, this is the protected legal copyrighted intellectual property of the real name person that goes by psudenum name of Michael mountainpen. All these words R true, I have no Earthly reason 2 make up this otherwise fantastic tale and wild story, NONE. Their was a student in the class after the Egg Harbor roll call was finished and we all were seated in a classroom and I was pondering and querying 2 myself how and Y an almost 54 year old man is sitting in an elementary school classroom and even fitting nicely into the desk, but aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, no not U President Hopeful, but seriously, and with no cassettes ripped off or beat downs or electrocutions, or wild crazy Thompson interactions from if memory is serving correctly the oh-seven year, this kid about 12 was telling me that his name was Muulabub Arteeo, and even spelled it, and it is spelled as it is pronounced, and this kid with the wild name, or Muulabub, said that he wants 2 go home, and said it so many timers that I was ready and remember thinking I am about 2 say this 2 him, Y don’t U go make a Wizard-of-Oz movie? He just kept firmly and softly repeating as he glared at me with wild large blue eyes, “I WANT 2 GO HOME” Finally I asked him Y not then? “Just go all ready 4 crissake“, I was thinking 2 myself. He looked solemnly and sad at me with his eyes tearing somewhat, paused and told me a wild story. He said he was so happy and at perfect peace. Then he remembered falling asleep from this peace, and was in a large place and it could not B exited from. It just went on in all directions forever. It took me until the helicopter attack tonight 2 remember this in a quick flash of waking world memory. Then instantly I heard my mind say, OH THE GODS, he went from the perfect peace of NIRVANA, and woke up into endless interaction, it just goes on. It never started, and his Nirvana by his reference point never even was there. He simply always was and always is, just like all of U out there, and me, all forever trapped and doomed in forever-ness. Yes great Google Search Engine, take and scan all the info of mankind, U2R forever endlessly trapped in this, there is no way home. There is no oblivion, no possible chance ever of attaining Nirvana, or the cessation of awareness. I had met a true non-existor over the weekend using this waking world’s forward-mortal language and way of perceiving my falling asleep and getting this dream-experience. I always knew that if we had the ability, us frail mortals living in hyperspace, 2 travel around exploratronically while not tuned into our present waking world bodies active throughout all of the great hyperspace, surely, NON-EXISTORS as well, can reach us and when they do, they as I suspected realize that they now R doomed, They have turned into EXISTORS, with no way back, no way ever 2 return home, and back 2 the coveted by those in the know, the great OBLIVION, or NIRVANA. Yes MC, if U can ever escape, please take your THAT BOY WITH U. This is Y the psychic Paula Uwich told me that U were in prison, as well as Y a detention center matches the name of your Long Island High School. Nothing just happens my beautiful lovely queen. I want only the best 4U, but fear we all, even U great TEEN-QUEEN, R doomed 2 exist endlessly and forever, I feel so sorry 4 all of us, my love, IWALU no matter what MC. It took my dad’s park pal in Princeton, New Jersey 2 bring us back together, oh well then, so B it, I remain in your great house where the great winds blow, there R no hallways here, just 6 large rooms that all go into each other, just as only U would have the power and ability 2 show this and reveal this all 2 your THAT-BOY, back on the first day of the summer o this 08 year. ------ BYE-BYE. 990990990990990.
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