“Part B2 Prior Blog Part A, Carefully Examining”
The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version
Timcam/Webcam/Morpro-1995 Audio, etc.
Datfile: 101108.352----Beginning Transmission
From the bridge of the Marhouse-65, SSJKK:
www.chemtrailcentral.com/ and www.chembusters.com/ R2 great sites of many thousands I am quite sure, on the subject of CHEMTRAILS and CHEMTRAILING, not normal vapor or jet trails that we all once saw and normally vanished quickly away without making the populations of this pathetic globe poisoned and sick, such as poor Ann Silva right now who is sick as a dog, and as someone already HIV+, that is as low as it gets, BRO nice lawn. We indeed will continue in our debate and study about all the angles of truth, or reality, a slash symbol can always B used, same diff, just think about it 4 a ‘minper‘, Earth type of Astral world minute. First however, last night and this morning, all over Berryville/Hammonton, New Jersey, USAESMWG, chemtrailing abounds and is very nasty, I’ve seen worse, as have all local area observers, and I’d scale it 1-10 with 10 at worst or heaviest chemtivity as I’ll now Franklin coin the word, I’ve been making up my own words 4 more than 27 decades so do not try teaching an old dog any new tricks, but back onto point, we should all start this type of a rating scale and have all chemsites post area observers, and have a rated average of poster’s and my rating today is 7 or 8 if I start at 11 or just past last night when I left 4 my work shit/shift!!!!! Then an officially elected global as well as national master chemsite should take a daily weekly and annual average from all the sites that would B automatically hyperlink/logged in, C, I’m starting 2 get this computer world thing, a little, I think? Now back 2 the subject that is sort of a part-B to yesterday evening’s PART-A Blog on examining all angles of truth very carefully, and without being so sneaky this morning about it, and the smarties know all ready, I mean come on, do I have 2 get right into anybody’s face or does the world C yet how major I can effect the entire reality around me, right 2 a global, even a galactic scale? Think I’m delusional huh, think again after real careful and additional study. So in reiteration And foremost, I am not 4 or against anything, any sports team, any nations economy system, or the entire globe’s 4 that matter, ‘someone or something, Craptain Shitner’ started this war with me in the spring or summer of the year of 1986, I did not start this, but I will godsdamn finish it. Remember now that I went 2 a diner with a good pal I met while both of us were security guards at a department store, not Stacey’s, not Macy’s, but Carl and Dorothy’s #113 Caldor, in the very town all though not known 2 me at the time, Woodbury Heights, NJUSAESMWG, where resided the world renown psychic that was key in finding the kidnap victim and my classmate and friend of the sixties, Karen Levy; Mrs. Joan Durham. Long story short, it was May somewhere in the ‘86 year, and I had trusted David Roth, not the rock star, Van H., all though my Briggeranity does indeed as I will openly admit, cause a huge connection with them and me, and don’t envy this, rock stars R4 the most part major assholes, MC, U know that I am not including U, UR very special and I hope that U always stay that way. I admit that one of them saved my life back in the year 2000, and I cannot blog these details until Hitler gets out of town. He took over New Jersey a while back, and is more alive than Elvis, and guess who gave him the idea in the Army, 2 call himself the KING, his friend, a cousin of Ann’s. But some of U that know of prior blogging texts, know that the many stories of Elvis living well past 77 can B totally substantiated by me, but then,. Who listens 2 or believes credibility zero me? Back on point, I had just trusted, not the star, but another David Roth, and no relation, with the huge secret of the GREAT SARAH KRASSLE. We left the diner and were nearly mauled and shot by an off duty Medford Township police officer and his dog, 4 doing absolutely nothing at all wrong, welcome 2 New Jersey and the new America, as it was all forming in 1986. Doctor Camping of Family Stations Incorporated, it breaks my heart, UR so close 2 truth U can practically reach out and touch it in-between your crackers and the cream cheese on them. There R 2 diners that by my definition are title deeded 2 a hellofafella by the name of Rod Serling, the Medport in Medford, and the Martian Diner with the bus that ended up in the river. Nee-nee-nee-nee, nee-nee-nee-nee!!!!!!!! Yes my health was major fucked with by this chemattack and poor Ann is one sick fucking pup, these Lambrigger squat swallowers have not one mini-ounce of conscience nor shame. Whatever the God of this universe really is, and I know her as SSJKK, the mighty Lord/ess or Sarah, she is powerful beyond anything I can describe and my advice 2 this human world is 2 obey her and get on your knees, she DEFINITELY RULES THIS EMPIRE, as well as my heart forever, and she knows that no matter what she ever does 2 her THAT-BOY, IWALU-SSJKK-990-990-990-990-990!!!!!!!! Also, next to Lois Foca, that will always B my favorite song that U ever did in the human realm, whatever its title is. Oh well, chocolate cake, yellow cake, Incollingo’s grocery store, motor vehicle registration, alterations in the hyperspace after Donna’s many retraces of me on her favorite AVM recorder that I in the future taught HER HOPW 2 OPERATE, hay, DYNO, what can I say, babe hurricane-of ‘72???????? So much good shit is getting past the kids, or the under Hawaii crowd as we jokingly refer 2 our group as from time 2 time. But then the 70 and 80 and 90 year old folks think I am missing something. Sorry 2 disappoint U, I know what happened to Lincolns lost in history girlfriend that put a curse on him, and it is in my TPB book, the gods help us next year, I know I said lady’s turn, they changed stuff, I doubt they’ll try it again, it is minority time and that much I knew. But the internet chatter 4 a long time seems 2 agree with the curse. Cannot B more specific, just B careful everybody, or the world will really tumble into shit next year. It still can go all kinds of ways until the vacuum starts sucking some major realities into the continuum. It gets harder 2 alter a course as this goes on as more energy is required in order 2 do the same work, or change something that is heading into a time slot. This is Y the speed of light cannot B reached on an atomic level, as it takes an infinite amount of E (energy) for the M (mass) 2 reach this velocity on any level above the sub-atomic. This is all part of your great message, right, Mariah? CI know about the house and the lake, and all of it, but all the real secrets remain safe with me forever. YU ever showed me twice now, these major things, is something only U understand my All Mighty Teen-Queen. I still say UR the bravest person I ever will come 2 know on any realm or on any level of interactiveness. That-Boy is behind anything U ever choose 2 do in this life, and that U can trust and know. No more SHELLFISH MOUNTAINPEN, just eternally loyal servant, great queen. So anyway, Dave and I survived the police incident, only 2B put through an extremely wild roller coaster ride 4 many human years, 35 of them between us, give or take, a hell that cannot B mortally fathomed. But survive we did, I did anyway, he waved bye-bye in March of 2002 after Jonathan Schau, a fellow Mason, murdered him through a year or more of slow poisoning when the 2 of them would go 2 a place called the Crystal Lake Diner after meetings at a Masonic Lodge, I know these things 4 a fact, and if constable McMeekan would just exhume his body, they would CI tell a powerful truth. But there we R again, back on examining many angles of truth. Indeed this is true and I know it happened, but Y the world will not listen 2 me is all part of a greater and much more diabolical built in bigger-picture truth that surrounds this globe. It is responsible 4 creating this human world’s weather, making many Chemtrails, causing everyone 2 constantly fight and “B on edge and nervous, right down to the globally collapsing economy. Back in the 60’s and 70’s, who ever heard of all the bull shit in the Diseases of the Mind or DM4, such as attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, acid reflux disease, well that is in the physical medical books, but U get the point, right? Whoever thought about these rages, postal and road and school yard, and on and on, yes tempers flare like nothing we ever saw just 30 and 40 years ago. Dr. Camping knows that the world has entered into what biblically is called the great TRIUBULATION period. There is no denying that something HAPPENED and that the entire world has ALTERED and 4 all of us, so R we all getting retraced by Donna up in 2299 minus Princebomb-300? Leaves around the tri state area of Delaware, Jersey and Pennsylvania stay bright green all through September and barely begin 2 color up by mid October, and hardly shed a leaf until the end of October, man this is 75 days off of what it was in the middle nineteen sixties around here, I was here, I know, I observe things, I do not just go through life and not fucking notice shit. Natch, I could choose 2 stop with these examples and I do, 4 sake of time, both yours and mine, but could just as easily sit here and bang on little black keys about this 4 hours on end. Examining angles of truth includes the little thought of reality, an every day occurrence, that no 2 people will or can ever witness the exact same event and interaction in the precise same way, they just cannot, as no 2 persons operate in the precise infinitesimal dit-to-dit motion interaction of the space-time-continuum, (STC). Everyone is conscious and aware 2 a motion we call and agree on as TIME, but none of us have the precise same interaction with the fractional pieces of it that move the same human race along this seemingly real line. Roughly we all R conscious 2 400 IPS or instants-per-second, But in reality, we do not all really have 24 hours in our day, just basically we do. The fractional difference would allow 2 people after say 100 years, 2 perhaps have one of the 2 seem 5 seconds or 10 seconds or so longer, that is the small difference, but this difference is sufficient 2 create all of our unique individual personalities. This 400-IPS may range from 398 to 402, I do not really know, I only know that I may B aware of 401.697948586978 IPS and U may B aware of 401.598800284473 IPS, and this is not Inches Per Second, All though this is definitely topic 4 another major debate and discourse on a ‘future’ blog. Even the bible proves this is all true and accurate, and not my own made up nutty story, or Y else R there 4 versions or GOSPELS 2 the same basic story of the human physical plane life of Jesus Christ, his mission on Earth, his death and crucifixion, and retrace, and all of it? So one angle on truth is that the very same interaction perceived by a crowd of people will B written about slightly differently by every person in this crowd, if they all R asked 2 write a short story about it say 4 maybe 50 bucks by an experimental laboratory researching this topic. I do not mean that each has their own style of writing, but each will remember and perceive the entire interaction on various levels of their perceptions not 2B excluded here, amount of detailed memory, elaboration and alacrity or lack thereof, personal bias, and again, we could add onto this list 4 quite a long time, but hopefully UR seeing and beginning 2 get some of my message. Then truth itself even if all time personalities were in perfect total harmonic agreement and flat even all 2 each other, still moves both through the hyperspace with ever changing alterations, but still more complex ingredients exist in all of this, that lead me into the topic of PHASE-4-ENTITIES. U cannot ever have anywhere near enough available random elements as unfathomable as this truth may appear 2 any of U, so as 2 ever create a thing, I’m sorry 2 break the egomaniac minds of the Tinsel Town crowd. UR not making up anything. They R coming through into U. U cannot, make up anything, there is not nor ever can or could B sufficient randomization-reality 4 any of U 2 ever accomplish this totally impossible feat. So phase 4 entities 4 reasons 2 complex 2 tackle right now, R attempting continually 2 gain entrance/access into this material world in a way that violates the Lawtronics, and when they in fact make this attempt, they instead come into phase 4 existence, as opposed 2 getting BORN-phase 3, in the DREN direction out of the astral worlds. This is one of 8 directions and where we get the world CHIL-DREN from, they R normally dreaming in as phase 3, DREAM-IN, DREN, sorry AMI, but yes your arm breaker name remains in the left out portion of the equation. I could talk on forever, U know ol; windbag Mountainpen? Have U ever seen a windbag? Well camp songs or not, Michael Landon, U sure know about SSJKK and her ability 2 come into human’s dreams. Yes Eugene Horowitz, Googie, we all miss U, both at Haddonwood, and Collingswood. Yes Googie, U may not B worth 400 dollars a share, but U had a secret that was worth trillions, U had 2 have known my SAR/AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I know U hear me on the Astral Plane, it really was a great show. UR like my mom and Dave Roth, none of UR missing that hell of a Richie Ryan party. If this is a party, give me a dunce cap, put on a romper room record and let me dance around with Captain Kangaroo on Peninsula Drive and then visit an adorable little tike not that far away, U will always B with me, if only in my DREAMS, SSJKK, but someday I will find a way 2 escape this place and leave this awful life.
Google and Swis, and World Labs of the future, your ancestor Paula and her giant friend both raped me, once in the sixties and once in the nineties. U have no shame. At least the dangerous girl from the Harbor never showed up yesterday. She is very beautiful but dangerous. Well, many women fit that description. And they say we guys R dogs, well, let me tell U my story, under sworn oath!!!!!!!!!!! Copyright Michael Mountainpen, 2008. End Transmission:
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
CAREFULLY EXAMINING THE MANY ANGLES OF TRUTH
“CAREFULLY EXAMINING THE MANY ANGLES OF TRUTH”
T/T/W/M/---datfile”101008.873.55---Beginning of Transmission:
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
As the title goes, let us now probe and explore and even get into some out right cleverly worded confessions and theories. First off, as stated in a prior and recent blog, U must know by now unless the word vacancy is stenciled 2 your forehead and Moe is continually banging U in your head, that I am not only not an average ordinary person, but I indeed have strange abilities that when forced directly and absolutely to the mat and the wall, must in fact use 2 save my very life, this as U all also know is called the survival mode, and we ALL have it. It is instinctively built into each and every one of us, even life abhorrers such as me. The MIGHTY GOOGLE and others paying serious attention, can believe as they so choose 2, as well as remain in a Williamstown Policeman denialism attitude regarding this, but deep down U know this is all real. This is not only TIMED AND DATED GOOGLE ENGINE INTERNET officially stamped and documented within the acceptable barriers of presently known limitations of mans existence within the STC, space-time-continuum, but it is pretty difficult 2 totally read all of my blogs and follow along with even a limited amount of understanding of it all, and then look at the global situation, and not C the TRUTH. None of any of this is just happening. I claim and have made claim 2 some far out things, and mankind insists on a miraculous breakage of normal physical world laws 2 indeed back up wild claims, and I have claimed 2B able 2 do quite a few off the scale things, on land, in water, and far beyond the air, astrally. At the same unfortunate time, I have been screaming out 4 some group or system or foundation or whatever, 2 take an interest in all of this and help me, and not one tangible thing ever occurred even when telling that billions of dollars and eternal physical life can B your reward 4 helping me, should U indeed B dumb enough 2 desire being trapped within dream, as U all do. Just today, a wild unexplainable by human reasoning outlandish powerful; force, led me and Dawn and Ann into a fast food place, and U all know this story. This same force led me out of a residence where I was content and comfortable in my solitude, and into a mess that literally is worse or equally as bad anyway as being in prison. This force cannot B reasonably explained, and has the power 2 enter my dreams, remove objects, effect other people, and totally manipulate and control my entire existence, and seems 2B quite obsessed with both my life and effecting it and being a covert and totally secret invisible part thereof. The church tried 4 1900 plus years 2 understand what this is all about and failed miserably. Then came the UFO researchers, failure number 2, if I am permitted the bravado of this bold statement. Science, we won’t even go there. If they cannot put their spin on something, and screw it up, forget it. Every year they could easily use the past years notes and systems, as confetti in their annual science convention if it was held straight down 5th Avenue in Careyville. All I know 4 total sure, is that I tried, not once, twice, 2 tell a story of something really far out, yet is true, and is happening 2 me, with a powerful and mysterious female entity, first in the late nineteen-sixties with THE BOOK OF THE BEACH that Russell Thaxton in his wild and strange MOOD, was suddenly possessed 2 come over 2 another just 15 year old boy’s apartment, and get him 2 burn up this information, crissake, what were we a couple of juvenile CIA operatives, burn it, gimme a break Amy Arm Crusher Madonna?????? Then there is the present or near present, the first few years into our lovely and ever so groovy twenty-first century, where I was led out of one job and into another, destined Lawtronically obviously 2 meet up with coworker Christopher Bennett, who put me onto blogging, and then that turned into 4 lack of saying it any better, my 2nd BOOK OF THE BEACH, the ADULT VERSION. Anyone that can look back on any major event that led 2 a total altering of their human world present life, and think that it was all just a happenstance bunch of silly coincidental garbage, has a thinking process that eludes my tiny mind and I will blatantly and openly admit to this right here and right now, Lieutenant Van Buren. Chris Bennett at my work site was my anti-Russ Thaxton. First forces tried 2 stop me from telling my incredible and totally wild and true story 2 the world with a major powerful bunch of happenings that included child molestation, drunkenness, juvenile misbehavior, and much more. Then, a quarter of a century later, wham Batman West, zonk boom zing, pal, Adam, and Chicky punch, Dawnie Terra-bull, along comes Chris and my story re-enters the world via the great unstoppable internet. Nut how unstoppable? What real audience do I have? Well, 4 starters, I have one, and it may not B large, but it’s there. Then, there is Johnny Appleseed, John Denver, and George Burns, oh God what a motley crew. So Y is this all happening? Did I mention 6th and 7th dimensions? Did I mention adult playground rage? Did I mention the phases of reality, or the upline downline systems of our multiverse? I am sure I did, yet I still say again in reiteration, Y. Well, after 25 years of carefully not going completely crazy while living within the Twilight-Zone Squared, or times itself, I have come up with the only possible thing that makes sense. I have told this only thing that makes sense 2 the internet. I have told all that I believe is happening. I would swear in a court of law that I believe it all is true and accurate and the only possibility that could ever now or at any future time, hope 2 begin 2 explain what is going on around me, and right down 2Y no one is willing ever 2 render the smallest bit of assistance 2 me. Call me a real phony or just dumb or an ass hole, but I absolutely know that if I was Joe Average Football and read a blog that said what is there 2 lose, and if I am not nuts, U might end up with billions in a super law suit, as well as mans for whatever reason, biggest fantasy come true, wow, can this jerk off really turn me back 2 age 21 again cellularly with a multiwave oscillation integrenetronics frequency tunnel? I would if I Quattro stumbled onto a blog like this and examining all the facts right down to the entire current world situation and how it all connects being placed into this hell house behind Sam Walton’s, and MC’s project, and all perfectly Google stamped with date and time, what else could anyone ask 4 Mister Lex Luther except maybe some rooms off of a common elevator? Jeese-Louise-Fontana, what is wrong with this world’s population? The gods, if Herby the dirt bag of late ‘96 hadn’t put a huge butcher knige in my back in the Somerdale, New Jersey days, I cannot start 2 fathom how the planet would have ended. My GOD!!!!!!! If he had helped me with that simple little thing, the world as all of U know it today would never have happened. The computers would have all shut off in 2000, and the world would have gone darker than Oregon’s Polybius!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U still laugh after what is happening. Man U all have a pair I wish I had, right down 2 the road pal friends of the Knicks. Maybe I’m a shrimp and can’t throw a basketball from here 2 my big toe, but I do know this, it may take me a day or a million years, but failed BANK on this one everybody out there in CYBERVILLE, I will get 2 the bottom of all of this, right down 2 who SSJKK really is upline, as well as just what the puke she really wants with me. I have offered her my life, 2 disappear 2 a Pacific Island somewhere, whatever she wants, but no, she wants what I said right along, that she wants, GAMES AND MORE GAMES AND MORE GAMES Polybius.
Never have I made any claims 2 anything I am not capable of doing nor proving. I admitted 2 what I now term the NEXT LEVEL HIGHPOINT ROTH SYNDROME, back in the very beginning years of the 70’s, the algebra course taken at Lower Merion High, in PAUSAESMWG, the Atlantic Ocean acting up the first summer that she no longer saw me there, in July of the ‘71 year, I never hid these truths from one solitary soul. I wrote “The Permission Barrier” as a fictional book in much the same way that my pal Roy Weiler from Egg Harbor City, NJUSAESMWG wrote his book, “Secrets of the Museum”. I told what I could and as best as I could without coming right out and literally putting an end 2 mankind in the ‘94 year when I sent it to the United States Office of Copyrights, Library of Congress, in Washington, 13-DC, shame-shame, whether U can dance or not 2 Shirley, but all jokes aside Curly Slap, bonk, base drum, and off key guitar string eye out, I did what I could 2 tell a true story. Someone or something has successful enjoyed making a total shambles out of one human life, mine, the life of Mark Wayne Mohr who goes by the internet psudenum of Michael Wayne Mountainpen. I have no closets. I have no secrets. People R telling me over and over, adults should not act and B this way, U need 2 wear a facade, a mask, play games, that is the way it’s done in the adult world. I do not live in any fixed world. If I was suddenly 14 again in 1969, I could pick right up instantly, and this is fucking gospel, INSTANTKY, from where that part of my life left off, and whether I would try 2 make an alteration with what I really totally now know, is very doubtful. The only thing I might do is attempt physical death as this would B at a time prior 2 my employee days at the RPOL studio and all the fucking DS shit. But this is not going 2 happen, it ios way 2 dangerous 2 further play around with any of this, now, or in Wildwood up in ‘31.------END TRANSMISSION!!!!!!!!
T/T/W/M/---datfile”101008.873.55---Beginning of Transmission:
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
As the title goes, let us now probe and explore and even get into some out right cleverly worded confessions and theories. First off, as stated in a prior and recent blog, U must know by now unless the word vacancy is stenciled 2 your forehead and Moe is continually banging U in your head, that I am not only not an average ordinary person, but I indeed have strange abilities that when forced directly and absolutely to the mat and the wall, must in fact use 2 save my very life, this as U all also know is called the survival mode, and we ALL have it. It is instinctively built into each and every one of us, even life abhorrers such as me. The MIGHTY GOOGLE and others paying serious attention, can believe as they so choose 2, as well as remain in a Williamstown Policeman denialism attitude regarding this, but deep down U know this is all real. This is not only TIMED AND DATED GOOGLE ENGINE INTERNET officially stamped and documented within the acceptable barriers of presently known limitations of mans existence within the STC, space-time-continuum, but it is pretty difficult 2 totally read all of my blogs and follow along with even a limited amount of understanding of it all, and then look at the global situation, and not C the TRUTH. None of any of this is just happening. I claim and have made claim 2 some far out things, and mankind insists on a miraculous breakage of normal physical world laws 2 indeed back up wild claims, and I have claimed 2B able 2 do quite a few off the scale things, on land, in water, and far beyond the air, astrally. At the same unfortunate time, I have been screaming out 4 some group or system or foundation or whatever, 2 take an interest in all of this and help me, and not one tangible thing ever occurred even when telling that billions of dollars and eternal physical life can B your reward 4 helping me, should U indeed B dumb enough 2 desire being trapped within dream, as U all do. Just today, a wild unexplainable by human reasoning outlandish powerful; force, led me and Dawn and Ann into a fast food place, and U all know this story. This same force led me out of a residence where I was content and comfortable in my solitude, and into a mess that literally is worse or equally as bad anyway as being in prison. This force cannot B reasonably explained, and has the power 2 enter my dreams, remove objects, effect other people, and totally manipulate and control my entire existence, and seems 2B quite obsessed with both my life and effecting it and being a covert and totally secret invisible part thereof. The church tried 4 1900 plus years 2 understand what this is all about and failed miserably. Then came the UFO researchers, failure number 2, if I am permitted the bravado of this bold statement. Science, we won’t even go there. If they cannot put their spin on something, and screw it up, forget it. Every year they could easily use the past years notes and systems, as confetti in their annual science convention if it was held straight down 5th Avenue in Careyville. All I know 4 total sure, is that I tried, not once, twice, 2 tell a story of something really far out, yet is true, and is happening 2 me, with a powerful and mysterious female entity, first in the late nineteen-sixties with THE BOOK OF THE BEACH that Russell Thaxton in his wild and strange MOOD, was suddenly possessed 2 come over 2 another just 15 year old boy’s apartment, and get him 2 burn up this information, crissake, what were we a couple of juvenile CIA operatives, burn it, gimme a break Amy Arm Crusher Madonna?????? Then there is the present or near present, the first few years into our lovely and ever so groovy twenty-first century, where I was led out of one job and into another, destined Lawtronically obviously 2 meet up with coworker Christopher Bennett, who put me onto blogging, and then that turned into 4 lack of saying it any better, my 2nd BOOK OF THE BEACH, the ADULT VERSION. Anyone that can look back on any major event that led 2 a total altering of their human world present life, and think that it was all just a happenstance bunch of silly coincidental garbage, has a thinking process that eludes my tiny mind and I will blatantly and openly admit to this right here and right now, Lieutenant Van Buren. Chris Bennett at my work site was my anti-Russ Thaxton. First forces tried 2 stop me from telling my incredible and totally wild and true story 2 the world with a major powerful bunch of happenings that included child molestation, drunkenness, juvenile misbehavior, and much more. Then, a quarter of a century later, wham Batman West, zonk boom zing, pal, Adam, and Chicky punch, Dawnie Terra-bull, along comes Chris and my story re-enters the world via the great unstoppable internet. Nut how unstoppable? What real audience do I have? Well, 4 starters, I have one, and it may not B large, but it’s there. Then, there is Johnny Appleseed, John Denver, and George Burns, oh God what a motley crew. So Y is this all happening? Did I mention 6th and 7th dimensions? Did I mention adult playground rage? Did I mention the phases of reality, or the upline downline systems of our multiverse? I am sure I did, yet I still say again in reiteration, Y. Well, after 25 years of carefully not going completely crazy while living within the Twilight-Zone Squared, or times itself, I have come up with the only possible thing that makes sense. I have told this only thing that makes sense 2 the internet. I have told all that I believe is happening. I would swear in a court of law that I believe it all is true and accurate and the only possibility that could ever now or at any future time, hope 2 begin 2 explain what is going on around me, and right down 2Y no one is willing ever 2 render the smallest bit of assistance 2 me. Call me a real phony or just dumb or an ass hole, but I absolutely know that if I was Joe Average Football and read a blog that said what is there 2 lose, and if I am not nuts, U might end up with billions in a super law suit, as well as mans for whatever reason, biggest fantasy come true, wow, can this jerk off really turn me back 2 age 21 again cellularly with a multiwave oscillation integrenetronics frequency tunnel? I would if I Quattro stumbled onto a blog like this and examining all the facts right down to the entire current world situation and how it all connects being placed into this hell house behind Sam Walton’s, and MC’s project, and all perfectly Google stamped with date and time, what else could anyone ask 4 Mister Lex Luther except maybe some rooms off of a common elevator? Jeese-Louise-Fontana, what is wrong with this world’s population? The gods, if Herby the dirt bag of late ‘96 hadn’t put a huge butcher knige in my back in the Somerdale, New Jersey days, I cannot start 2 fathom how the planet would have ended. My GOD!!!!!!! If he had helped me with that simple little thing, the world as all of U know it today would never have happened. The computers would have all shut off in 2000, and the world would have gone darker than Oregon’s Polybius!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U still laugh after what is happening. Man U all have a pair I wish I had, right down 2 the road pal friends of the Knicks. Maybe I’m a shrimp and can’t throw a basketball from here 2 my big toe, but I do know this, it may take me a day or a million years, but failed BANK on this one everybody out there in CYBERVILLE, I will get 2 the bottom of all of this, right down 2 who SSJKK really is upline, as well as just what the puke she really wants with me. I have offered her my life, 2 disappear 2 a Pacific Island somewhere, whatever she wants, but no, she wants what I said right along, that she wants, GAMES AND MORE GAMES AND MORE GAMES Polybius.
Never have I made any claims 2 anything I am not capable of doing nor proving. I admitted 2 what I now term the NEXT LEVEL HIGHPOINT ROTH SYNDROME, back in the very beginning years of the 70’s, the algebra course taken at Lower Merion High, in PAUSAESMWG, the Atlantic Ocean acting up the first summer that she no longer saw me there, in July of the ‘71 year, I never hid these truths from one solitary soul. I wrote “The Permission Barrier” as a fictional book in much the same way that my pal Roy Weiler from Egg Harbor City, NJUSAESMWG wrote his book, “Secrets of the Museum”. I told what I could and as best as I could without coming right out and literally putting an end 2 mankind in the ‘94 year when I sent it to the United States Office of Copyrights, Library of Congress, in Washington, 13-DC, shame-shame, whether U can dance or not 2 Shirley, but all jokes aside Curly Slap, bonk, base drum, and off key guitar string eye out, I did what I could 2 tell a true story. Someone or something has successful enjoyed making a total shambles out of one human life, mine, the life of Mark Wayne Mohr who goes by the internet psudenum of Michael Wayne Mountainpen. I have no closets. I have no secrets. People R telling me over and over, adults should not act and B this way, U need 2 wear a facade, a mask, play games, that is the way it’s done in the adult world. I do not live in any fixed world. If I was suddenly 14 again in 1969, I could pick right up instantly, and this is fucking gospel, INSTANTKY, from where that part of my life left off, and whether I would try 2 make an alteration with what I really totally now know, is very doubtful. The only thing I might do is attempt physical death as this would B at a time prior 2 my employee days at the RPOL studio and all the fucking DS shit. But this is not going 2 happen, it ios way 2 dangerous 2 further play around with any of this, now, or in Wildwood up in ‘31.------END TRANSMISSION!!!!!!!!
U GO SO FAR BEYOND MY TINY MIND, SSJKK
“U GO SO FAR BEYOND MY TINY MIND, SSJKK”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/1994-MORPRO
Datfile: 101008.604.85-------Beginning Transmission:
It is the middle of a Friday afternoon, and there R lots of nasty CHEMTRAILS, some low flying persecuting aerial harassment, lots of motorcycle and noise persecutions in general, and much more going on all around me. I was out with Dawn and Ann just past the noon hour taking them 2 Wal-Mart and a video store and a pharmacy and 2 the great locally known Kessler Hospital of Berryville/Hammonton so Dawn could pick up her xenon rays that she had done there, not really the rays, the photos that the lab is able 2 retrieve from a scanned patient using xenon radiation, or put simpler she picked up some X-Rays that she had done there, as she has a growth in her back that needs removal. Hopefully her Egg Harbor relatives will not B coming over 2 the Marhouse later, but they may B and I will B in my room. They R known druggies and dealers, in Egg Harbor and well known by all of the Egg Harbor City and Atlantic County Police Force and Detectives I’m quite sure. If they do come over 4 a visit, my room will B locked with me inside. The 14 year old girl is more dangerous and every bit as physically strong as Amazon Dawnie Terra-BULL, and on top of that, she is an expert in karate and kung fu. She could terminate my in 3 seconds flat and I am very scared, so help me Queen Mariah, I know U hear me. In fact, OH MIGHTY ONE, out of the blue, Ann Silva had a hankering 4 a chicken/mashed potato meal at the local Hammonton Kentucky Fried Chicken place that we rarely if ever go 2. She was in the same strange bizarre mood that her daughter has been in all week long. She was really acting out there as though she was under the influence of a major drug which she never would take an ounce of pure sugar without medical say so from her doctor down in Pomona, NJUSAESMWG by the Jimmie Leeds Road Sike-Atlanticare Hospital. Still, the mood was such that U could cut it with a knife, and there was absolutely no mistaking it, Dawn has been this way 4 more than a week, and has a 3 straight dirty-urine test from her Tennessee Avenue meeting place, and no one knows Y, and she is scared of being sent back 2 rehab or even worse, 2 complete a 5 year prison sentence. The other night her hubby from Guatemala, Chicky, was trash talking real bad about her mother, and Dawn slammed him a powerful punch. I did not witness this and cannot testify to witnessing this argument and brawl that resulted, only that these nasty fights R a constantly occurring 2 or 3 times per week dependable event, it rurally is horrible. I feel 4 all of them, but even more, I feel 4 myself, as I have gotten through really no fault of my own, into a monstrous and horrendous situation from which I fear escape is forever impossible. That powerful teenager could come over and knock my door off its hinges as easily as I could smash through a piece of paper, and no Chuck Norris is here 2 protect me from perhaps becoming a raped victim again, it has happened 2 me over and over again, and the authorities have the blatant fucking gall 2 laugh at me and not give one single ass damn shit about me or my civil rights. How did that security guard at the John Fitzgerald Kennedy Stratford Division Hospital back in 1997, or early in January of 1998, after Paula the Manwich witch Queen of Kings, King, did whatever she did 2 my mother that put her in that awful place 2 begin with, but how did he know that I was trying 2 dial 911 from a payphone, there is no way this could have come up on some security board that would B at his station in that hospital, even the all mighty eaves dropping to our pillow talk CIA/NSA does not have both the technology 2 pull that one off as well as INSYANTLY B down at where the phones were knocking on the glass outside where indeed I was telephoning 4 help after being mistreated major big time 4 doing absolutely nothing wrong while visiting my poor dying mother there at this horrific shitty hospital that sent us a million dollars of medical bills after never ever learning what was happening 2 her, straight out of and beyond the television show on the DISCOVERY HEALTH CHANNEL, called MYSTERY DIAGNOSIS. No wonder Brit’s granddaddy was so scared of me that he bolted out of my Gibbsboro home at warp 7 Boston Shatner. Jeese-Louise Emmie-Louise Ciaconi U luscious arm breaker, I would say GIVE ME A BREAK, but that would B way 2 dangerous, I can only imagine how much stronger UR today after viewing your CHERISH VIDEO, Christ All Mighty. U would have busted my arm B4 we even found that desk to wrestle on U were so anxious 2 throw me down when I was 18 and U were 14, U powerful luscious blond. Anyway, back 2 Ann’s strange mood. She insisted on going into Kentucky Fried, and we all did, Dawn, her, and myself. A large unmissable photo of Mariah Carey is right there, as she is doing some charitable work, as she is so well known 4 doing, the media referred 2 her as Caring-Carey back in the early nineties 4 something she did in New york City regarding that subway incident that made all the big news of those times. U really R the most wonderful person on this Earth Mariah, and I promise U that whatever U tell me, I will obey without question, UR always the Queen and U rule this great empire. I am just your meek lowly servant who will always care about U and love U in my own very special way.
As 4 Chicky, I heard the following day when I got up which was yesterday THURSDAY, the special day of the week and MC and I know Y it is special, but I was told that Dawn hit him so hard that he lost his vision and swayed around like a tipsy sailor B4 collapsing 2 the floor. I do not think he has fully recovered yet, and when I saw 2 cops at the pizzeria today during the errands we were just out on, I thought maybe he had collapsed in there. As I said, I witnessed nothing, and can say nothing. But then, if I witnessed 10 people getting brutally shot 2 death, no one would listen 2 me or believe me, I am just a psychotic deranged mad man lunatic, what do I know? Please my Queen, do not make me stay here in a place worse than prison when I never in my life did one thing against the law or that deserves this wicked vicious punishment. I know U understand this sort of thing, and were able 2 get passed it, please help me. PLEASE.
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LAB, THIS IS ALL COPYRTIGHT 2008, MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN, and is the truth and the entire truth with no additions and no omissions 2 this truth, so help me All Mighty GOD, as U would say ion Earth’s mortal world, SO HELP ME ALL MIGHTY SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, or her thought wave, the exact one that downlined into all of this and all of us.
IN HER NAME, WON’T SOME SON OF A FUCKING BITCH HELP ME, PLEASE.
AM I REALLY IN ETERNAL HELL WITH NO INFINITE ESCAPE? What have I done 2 deserve all of this fucking hell and craziness, just tell me fucking what I ever did in the name of the all mighty Lordess, or SAR/AH??????? If I had known and remembered U on Tennessee Avenue in the sixties, I’d never ever have let U go my endless All Powerful and beyond exquisite TEEN-QUEEN!!!!!!! Y have U put me in this nightmare 65-MH?????????? YYYYYYYYYYYYY??????????? END TRAN:
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/1994-MORPRO
Datfile: 101008.604.85-------Beginning Transmission:
It is the middle of a Friday afternoon, and there R lots of nasty CHEMTRAILS, some low flying persecuting aerial harassment, lots of motorcycle and noise persecutions in general, and much more going on all around me. I was out with Dawn and Ann just past the noon hour taking them 2 Wal-Mart and a video store and a pharmacy and 2 the great locally known Kessler Hospital of Berryville/Hammonton so Dawn could pick up her xenon rays that she had done there, not really the rays, the photos that the lab is able 2 retrieve from a scanned patient using xenon radiation, or put simpler she picked up some X-Rays that she had done there, as she has a growth in her back that needs removal. Hopefully her Egg Harbor relatives will not B coming over 2 the Marhouse later, but they may B and I will B in my room. They R known druggies and dealers, in Egg Harbor and well known by all of the Egg Harbor City and Atlantic County Police Force and Detectives I’m quite sure. If they do come over 4 a visit, my room will B locked with me inside. The 14 year old girl is more dangerous and every bit as physically strong as Amazon Dawnie Terra-BULL, and on top of that, she is an expert in karate and kung fu. She could terminate my in 3 seconds flat and I am very scared, so help me Queen Mariah, I know U hear me. In fact, OH MIGHTY ONE, out of the blue, Ann Silva had a hankering 4 a chicken/mashed potato meal at the local Hammonton Kentucky Fried Chicken place that we rarely if ever go 2. She was in the same strange bizarre mood that her daughter has been in all week long. She was really acting out there as though she was under the influence of a major drug which she never would take an ounce of pure sugar without medical say so from her doctor down in Pomona, NJUSAESMWG by the Jimmie Leeds Road Sike-Atlanticare Hospital. Still, the mood was such that U could cut it with a knife, and there was absolutely no mistaking it, Dawn has been this way 4 more than a week, and has a 3 straight dirty-urine test from her Tennessee Avenue meeting place, and no one knows Y, and she is scared of being sent back 2 rehab or even worse, 2 complete a 5 year prison sentence. The other night her hubby from Guatemala, Chicky, was trash talking real bad about her mother, and Dawn slammed him a powerful punch. I did not witness this and cannot testify to witnessing this argument and brawl that resulted, only that these nasty fights R a constantly occurring 2 or 3 times per week dependable event, it rurally is horrible. I feel 4 all of them, but even more, I feel 4 myself, as I have gotten through really no fault of my own, into a monstrous and horrendous situation from which I fear escape is forever impossible. That powerful teenager could come over and knock my door off its hinges as easily as I could smash through a piece of paper, and no Chuck Norris is here 2 protect me from perhaps becoming a raped victim again, it has happened 2 me over and over again, and the authorities have the blatant fucking gall 2 laugh at me and not give one single ass damn shit about me or my civil rights. How did that security guard at the John Fitzgerald Kennedy Stratford Division Hospital back in 1997, or early in January of 1998, after Paula the Manwich witch Queen of Kings, King, did whatever she did 2 my mother that put her in that awful place 2 begin with, but how did he know that I was trying 2 dial 911 from a payphone, there is no way this could have come up on some security board that would B at his station in that hospital, even the all mighty eaves dropping to our pillow talk CIA/NSA does not have both the technology 2 pull that one off as well as INSYANTLY B down at where the phones were knocking on the glass outside where indeed I was telephoning 4 help after being mistreated major big time 4 doing absolutely nothing wrong while visiting my poor dying mother there at this horrific shitty hospital that sent us a million dollars of medical bills after never ever learning what was happening 2 her, straight out of and beyond the television show on the DISCOVERY HEALTH CHANNEL, called MYSTERY DIAGNOSIS. No wonder Brit’s granddaddy was so scared of me that he bolted out of my Gibbsboro home at warp 7 Boston Shatner. Jeese-Louise Emmie-Louise Ciaconi U luscious arm breaker, I would say GIVE ME A BREAK, but that would B way 2 dangerous, I can only imagine how much stronger UR today after viewing your CHERISH VIDEO, Christ All Mighty. U would have busted my arm B4 we even found that desk to wrestle on U were so anxious 2 throw me down when I was 18 and U were 14, U powerful luscious blond. Anyway, back 2 Ann’s strange mood. She insisted on going into Kentucky Fried, and we all did, Dawn, her, and myself. A large unmissable photo of Mariah Carey is right there, as she is doing some charitable work, as she is so well known 4 doing, the media referred 2 her as Caring-Carey back in the early nineties 4 something she did in New york City regarding that subway incident that made all the big news of those times. U really R the most wonderful person on this Earth Mariah, and I promise U that whatever U tell me, I will obey without question, UR always the Queen and U rule this great empire. I am just your meek lowly servant who will always care about U and love U in my own very special way.
As 4 Chicky, I heard the following day when I got up which was yesterday THURSDAY, the special day of the week and MC and I know Y it is special, but I was told that Dawn hit him so hard that he lost his vision and swayed around like a tipsy sailor B4 collapsing 2 the floor. I do not think he has fully recovered yet, and when I saw 2 cops at the pizzeria today during the errands we were just out on, I thought maybe he had collapsed in there. As I said, I witnessed nothing, and can say nothing. But then, if I witnessed 10 people getting brutally shot 2 death, no one would listen 2 me or believe me, I am just a psychotic deranged mad man lunatic, what do I know? Please my Queen, do not make me stay here in a place worse than prison when I never in my life did one thing against the law or that deserves this wicked vicious punishment. I know U understand this sort of thing, and were able 2 get passed it, please help me. PLEASE.
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LAB, THIS IS ALL COPYRTIGHT 2008, MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN, and is the truth and the entire truth with no additions and no omissions 2 this truth, so help me All Mighty GOD, as U would say ion Earth’s mortal world, SO HELP ME ALL MIGHTY SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, or her thought wave, the exact one that downlined into all of this and all of us.
IN HER NAME, WON’T SOME SON OF A FUCKING BITCH HELP ME, PLEASE.
AM I REALLY IN ETERNAL HELL WITH NO INFINITE ESCAPE? What have I done 2 deserve all of this fucking hell and craziness, just tell me fucking what I ever did in the name of the all mighty Lordess, or SAR/AH??????? If I had known and remembered U on Tennessee Avenue in the sixties, I’d never ever have let U go my endless All Powerful and beyond exquisite TEEN-QUEEN!!!!!!! Y have U put me in this nightmare 65-MH?????????? YYYYYYYYYYYYY??????????? END TRAN:
Thursday, October 9, 2008
mankind believes what it wishes 2
“MANKIND BELIEVES WHAT IT WISHES 2”
T/T/W/M/and all other subs
Datfile: 100908.845.55---Beginning:
Let me start by saying hello 2 whoever my blogging audience really is, or shortened by me 2 BLOGAUD. I know it is out there, and real. I know this 4 several reasons that defy argument, and I’ll waste no further time on this point and topic. How RU doing? By now, U know a few basic things about a fictional character named Michael Mountainpen, only he exists as another name, and is a legally born United States citizen and resident of the planet Earth, by all normal frames of mortal world reference. Simultaneously, U know that I am not like other people, not at all, and 2 an extent and degree that staggers your imagination. I will this night, let out some of MY secrets, and THEY will B MY TRS’s. It is time, Leviathans, it is time. B4 we get started, the scum bag WOMO OTAMMIC enemies, awakened me this morning with an illegal loud and civil rights violating chopper attack, zenithing over the great MARHOUSE-65, YFAITS/IDTYA/MC. I had lots of low and loud private type planes as well throughout the day. Late this afternoon when I took Ann Silva 2 a tobacco store here in Berryville-Hammonton, I waited in the car and a dude came up 2 me and told me he was here a few days ago and saw me here as well, and picked up the cardboard thing that he saw me throw out of my car window while I was sitting in my car and waiting 4 Ann 2 buy her tobacco bag, as she rolls her own cigs 2 save money as many smokers now do in this harsh economy. It simply says that “they” R killing me and 2 Google up MOUNTAINPEN. I leave them in stores and occasionally drop them where I should not as technically I could B fined 4 littering. Anyway he went onto tell me that he read some things that he had a comment on and 2 check my E-MAIL. I told him when I learn 2 work it, I will. He laughed and told me how the story goes that Einstein had trouble tying his shoes, and that genius minds R indeed wired very funny, and I laughingly agreed as this is in fact very true. He said he would tell me a little but as more extensive thing is on my Electronic Mail from him and that I need 2 get into my Comcast, I have a Yahoo and a hotmail account as well as Comcast, who also is my provided 4 cable television and internet service here at the mighty Marhouse. Please do not think I am teasing U, MC, I love U and always will, I just do not understand all of your ways, and I know that U remember me from your days as Sarah in Atlantic city, this as Bro-Green says so well, cannot even B argued with, I have proof from friends of yours at the record company, but they only said a few things to this Staten Island vocalist, as they all know each other, what else is new in the music biz, most know each other after years in the same industry, but anyway, I would never tease or make fun of my queen, nor your plans 4 me, and am now publicly apologizing 4 my blog from yesterday when I was so angry and upset with all of his non ending siege and major off the scale persecution. I know U put me here in this special place 4 a powerful reason that only U know about, and that is entirely your business. Please forgiver my arrogance 2 dare 2 second guess my great and all mighty teen queen. U always have been and will B, my great SSJKK. That U can know, and when I act like a shellfish, just take me 2 the woodshed and I’ll understand. U know that 990, or IWALU. But moving on quickly regarding what this man in a bright red caddy recent year and model ESC I believe, said 2 me outside of this local town tobacco store today while Ann Silva was inside, that he has pulled the entire blog of all 5 blogs on Blogger dot com down and has it all printed and has studied it carefully. I jokingly referred 2 him as a speed reading giant knowing that the total blog would B larger than “Tolstoy’s War and Peace” , and B4 going on, major hacking is starting up, as tonight’s Phillies baseball game is in progress, and all day I have under the gun, but then SOSO-WEIN!!!!!! He said that there is indeed an external force acting on all of this. It has been planned 4 millions of years and is simply an experiment 2C the limit of human endurance under virtually unlimited pressure and stress. I told him that military persons would engage in these things and I agreed on that point, but millions of years ago there was no military. He chuckled and half coughed while puffing a cigar he was smoking, and said 2 me, “your blog states U have read and R a fan of Doc. Bruce Goldberg’s book called TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE, right”? I said that this is true and that I also said I believed in many parts of it and that not all of it is totally accurate IMHO of course. Again with the half cough chuckle with his cigar, he managed 2 blurt out that, “Mariah Carey is way more into your situation directly than U can possibly imagine”. I asked him his name and he said it was Roger Carey, a relative and that I would B hearing from him again, and just 2 hang in there 4 a while as best as I can. B4I could say boo, he had himself in his car that was all ready running, as he never shut it off when he went into the tobacco shop, and in a speeding wink of a quick reverse and a fast pull away, was gone with Scarlett O’Hara and tomorrow’s wind. Wow, and this all happened this afternoon shortly past 3 of the clock, gee, how supernatural does it get. Tonight, Ann said 2 me, “Do U wanna watch Supernatural” with me tonight in my room”? This 4 those who R not avid frequent television viewers is a new television show that comes on some channel at nine in the evening on Thursday nights. I politely said to Ann, “no thank U Ann, my life IS the supernatural, I don’t need 2C it on some TV show“!!!!
Well, great MC, I do not know what UR up2 with all of this, but U were my favorite singer long B4 all of this started and B4U sent me those 2 letters that were empty, just 2 empty sealed envelopes that were addressed 2 my Somerdale, New Jersey home back in the ‘97 year somewhere, from U, in a powerful interaction, that was not prompted by me doing anything on my part at all. I know Paula is mixed up in this, and I will bet dimes 2 donuts, that the Brit knows a little as well. There is just 2 much craziness going on 4 me 2 entertain possibilities that this wild stuff is all merely randomly happening out of the blue and 4 no reason. The important thing is the fantastic celebration I saw and yet has not happened in the space time continuum from this vantage point, the great celebration after the Phillies pull of a long 28 year awaited win of the mighty World Series. The strange large or tall built black young dude on the road trip 2 Boston with me, I know this all ties in in some gargantuan and wild and weird way, yet I have not been able 2 even crack the surface 2 this as of yet, I admit it, but I know he fits into all of this hyper time!!!!!
Google/Yahoo, Swis, World Labs, Blah and blah and blah.
End of this transmission.
T/T/W/M/and all other subs
Datfile: 100908.845.55---Beginning:
Let me start by saying hello 2 whoever my blogging audience really is, or shortened by me 2 BLOGAUD. I know it is out there, and real. I know this 4 several reasons that defy argument, and I’ll waste no further time on this point and topic. How RU doing? By now, U know a few basic things about a fictional character named Michael Mountainpen, only he exists as another name, and is a legally born United States citizen and resident of the planet Earth, by all normal frames of mortal world reference. Simultaneously, U know that I am not like other people, not at all, and 2 an extent and degree that staggers your imagination. I will this night, let out some of MY secrets, and THEY will B MY TRS’s. It is time, Leviathans, it is time. B4 we get started, the scum bag WOMO OTAMMIC enemies, awakened me this morning with an illegal loud and civil rights violating chopper attack, zenithing over the great MARHOUSE-65, YFAITS/IDTYA/MC. I had lots of low and loud private type planes as well throughout the day. Late this afternoon when I took Ann Silva 2 a tobacco store here in Berryville-Hammonton, I waited in the car and a dude came up 2 me and told me he was here a few days ago and saw me here as well, and picked up the cardboard thing that he saw me throw out of my car window while I was sitting in my car and waiting 4 Ann 2 buy her tobacco bag, as she rolls her own cigs 2 save money as many smokers now do in this harsh economy. It simply says that “they” R killing me and 2 Google up MOUNTAINPEN. I leave them in stores and occasionally drop them where I should not as technically I could B fined 4 littering. Anyway he went onto tell me that he read some things that he had a comment on and 2 check my E-MAIL. I told him when I learn 2 work it, I will. He laughed and told me how the story goes that Einstein had trouble tying his shoes, and that genius minds R indeed wired very funny, and I laughingly agreed as this is in fact very true. He said he would tell me a little but as more extensive thing is on my Electronic Mail from him and that I need 2 get into my Comcast, I have a Yahoo and a hotmail account as well as Comcast, who also is my provided 4 cable television and internet service here at the mighty Marhouse. Please do not think I am teasing U, MC, I love U and always will, I just do not understand all of your ways, and I know that U remember me from your days as Sarah in Atlantic city, this as Bro-Green says so well, cannot even B argued with, I have proof from friends of yours at the record company, but they only said a few things to this Staten Island vocalist, as they all know each other, what else is new in the music biz, most know each other after years in the same industry, but anyway, I would never tease or make fun of my queen, nor your plans 4 me, and am now publicly apologizing 4 my blog from yesterday when I was so angry and upset with all of his non ending siege and major off the scale persecution. I know U put me here in this special place 4 a powerful reason that only U know about, and that is entirely your business. Please forgiver my arrogance 2 dare 2 second guess my great and all mighty teen queen. U always have been and will B, my great SSJKK. That U can know, and when I act like a shellfish, just take me 2 the woodshed and I’ll understand. U know that 990, or IWALU. But moving on quickly regarding what this man in a bright red caddy recent year and model ESC I believe, said 2 me outside of this local town tobacco store today while Ann Silva was inside, that he has pulled the entire blog of all 5 blogs on Blogger dot com down and has it all printed and has studied it carefully. I jokingly referred 2 him as a speed reading giant knowing that the total blog would B larger than “Tolstoy’s War and Peace” , and B4 going on, major hacking is starting up, as tonight’s Phillies baseball game is in progress, and all day I have under the gun, but then SOSO-WEIN!!!!!! He said that there is indeed an external force acting on all of this. It has been planned 4 millions of years and is simply an experiment 2C the limit of human endurance under virtually unlimited pressure and stress. I told him that military persons would engage in these things and I agreed on that point, but millions of years ago there was no military. He chuckled and half coughed while puffing a cigar he was smoking, and said 2 me, “your blog states U have read and R a fan of Doc. Bruce Goldberg’s book called TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE, right”? I said that this is true and that I also said I believed in many parts of it and that not all of it is totally accurate IMHO of course. Again with the half cough chuckle with his cigar, he managed 2 blurt out that, “Mariah Carey is way more into your situation directly than U can possibly imagine”. I asked him his name and he said it was Roger Carey, a relative and that I would B hearing from him again, and just 2 hang in there 4 a while as best as I can. B4I could say boo, he had himself in his car that was all ready running, as he never shut it off when he went into the tobacco shop, and in a speeding wink of a quick reverse and a fast pull away, was gone with Scarlett O’Hara and tomorrow’s wind. Wow, and this all happened this afternoon shortly past 3 of the clock, gee, how supernatural does it get. Tonight, Ann said 2 me, “Do U wanna watch Supernatural” with me tonight in my room”? This 4 those who R not avid frequent television viewers is a new television show that comes on some channel at nine in the evening on Thursday nights. I politely said to Ann, “no thank U Ann, my life IS the supernatural, I don’t need 2C it on some TV show“!!!!
Well, great MC, I do not know what UR up2 with all of this, but U were my favorite singer long B4 all of this started and B4U sent me those 2 letters that were empty, just 2 empty sealed envelopes that were addressed 2 my Somerdale, New Jersey home back in the ‘97 year somewhere, from U, in a powerful interaction, that was not prompted by me doing anything on my part at all. I know Paula is mixed up in this, and I will bet dimes 2 donuts, that the Brit knows a little as well. There is just 2 much craziness going on 4 me 2 entertain possibilities that this wild stuff is all merely randomly happening out of the blue and 4 no reason. The important thing is the fantastic celebration I saw and yet has not happened in the space time continuum from this vantage point, the great celebration after the Phillies pull of a long 28 year awaited win of the mighty World Series. The strange large or tall built black young dude on the road trip 2 Boston with me, I know this all ties in in some gargantuan and wild and weird way, yet I have not been able 2 even crack the surface 2 this as of yet, I admit it, but I know he fits into all of this hyper time!!!!!
Google/Yahoo, Swis, World Labs, Blah and blah and blah.
End of this transmission.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
MY REAL LIFE ENDED A LONG TIME AGO
B4I cut and paste, the Comcast Cable Company knew nothing about last night's attack on me, if they R telling it straight, Congressman Lobiondo. Now 2 the CAP:
“My Real Life Ended A Long Time Ago”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995
DATFILE: 100880.917.5555555555555
Beginning of this transmission:
I will oper with a real SOSO-WEIN, or same old same old-what else is knew? When Dawn the mighty Terra-King was in the rehab clinic and the county jail B4 that, I was good enough 2B appreciated, and yes used, by her mom and her, and now my role has diminished 2 the slave/chuffer, as well as someone 2B laughed at and mocked and ridiculed and scrutinized. They have me in prison, and no one will believe me, not a soul. And this is the will of some benevolent supreme entity huh, well, this shellfish is not buying into this fucking bullshit any fucking longer, sorry! I have gone far beyond out of my way 2B a friend and a giver 2 these bastard welfare rats that R milking the system, and to my knowledge R in violation of 3 dozen state and federal laws. On top of this new totally horrible problem that I have inherited as a direct result of starting a blog called the Morianity Bible at the Hammonton Branch of the Atlantic County Library several years ago, in no way have I lost a bit of all my previous and ever existing hellishness, my enemies, WOMO, BRIGGERS, OTAMM, LAMISTS, SATANIC FORCES, ROSE SHAKESPEARE, hello again and I bid U a very polite Tommy Rowe ado. Well surfers wipe out drums making me flip side dizzy notwithstanding, as well as Trinitrail, chains, secret boxes in apartment closets, spurious bizarre friends that come over 2 visit one teen 2 another at 1 AM knowing exactly well that no guardian or parent was there as if by pure Copperfieldism, and stealing dream giver goddesses that never disappear or die, or fade away with the old soldiers, and that merely transport themselves life to life up the coast of New Jersey All the way to Sammyville, my 7th grandfather’s town that was named after him. None of U reading this now or ever, 500 years from now even, have a clue what all of my hell is really all about, how much it hurts, and the extent of my suffering and agonizing continual fucking pain. U will never ever have clue number one times ten to the power of negative 1000, what I am being forced 2 suffer through and eternally endure, as a result of this out of control teenager in an upline arcade. I try very hard not 2 ever think in a box or B narrow minded, and I know I am not a bias thinking person, or if I were many persons from the state of Oregon during the approximate time of the disco years and high interest rates, I guess I could quite appropriately well and accurately state, that I am definitely not poly bias, but seriously Lawn Mower trashy landscaper man, I know what I know, and only this makes sense. Only this could ever hope 2 explain an otherwise totally unexplainable shituation. No Mr. Software gates, U need not respell the word 4 me, thank U. They can persecute me with their evil military power all they want, but it goes beyond their demigod 177th Jersey Scummer Air Tactical Sting. 4 a perfect example, Ann Silva just now a moment ago as I was writing the previous sentence, came into my room and told me that until I hear from her again, 2 remain in my room, as I tried 2 type in this sentence, a huge screen popped on that does not fucking belong whi9le I am doing this document, interfering with me, Anita CIA, and luckily I eventually clicked the right things and managed to ex my way out of this stupid fucking bull shit hack Lattisaw job. Anyway, it seems Chicky came home from the pizzeria a 2nd night in a row and up set his powerful Amazon wife, Dawnie Terra-bull, and he ran out of the Marhouse with this powerful queen chasing right behind him, world war number 7,425.96 Mister Vulcan Spok. How much more of all of this I will B able 2 physically endure in an old aging dying pathetic body is basically, Mister Engineer Scott, quite problematical with or without me being enterprising. I know that SHE did this nightmare 2 me, and wants me 2 die a horrible death, there is no other explanation, Sarah-Stacey simply hates my mother fucking guts and there ain’t no Miss Chillie doubt about any of these 601 things!!!!!, times the constant squared or snot! I am no longer going 2B a fool. Women have played me 4 a fool since I’ve been a snotty kid, using me, and literally seemingly wanting my blood. They want me 2 drop dead and B under the ground totally maggotized. I hate every one of them, and they all can go 2 hell.
Since I Am not able after the castle crush Mister Chump Mirrorkisser, 2 ever win at the casino any more since they have consistently began my annihilation since August of 1986, and this effects a person’s luck-factor by 20 or more percent as long as it goes on, and the casinos have intentionally done this to me, they all R party 2 a super gargantuan mind bending Mary-Carter/Millionth-Council conspiracy, to stop me from breaking the bondage of my family curse that Herbert Huntington dirt bag-unk, passed down directly 2 me as a small child, after committing a double homicide/suicide up in Braintree, MAUSAESMWG. When I applied my intelligence 2 defeating the roulette game in the early and middle nineteen-rapies, I was CRUCIFIED, just as was my sixty-first grandfathers uncle, literally, by the evil fucking Roman Empire nearly 200 decades ago. U know it strikes me more than odd and strange, here I am making claim that I can prove and verify who I am related 2, Jesus HIMSELF, who claims 2B GOD ALL MIGHTY OF THIS UNIVERSE, (single-song), as well as things I’m able 2 do such as traverse water at a high rate of speed, move heavy rotisseries in diners by merely pointing at them with lots of emotion, claim 2 precisely know a way that dead people can B totally resurrected, and on and on, and not one person will listen or believe, it does prove that the BRIGGER LAMIST CULT, can really honestly TRUMAN STORY ‘FIX’ things in cement, and nothing human can break out of these FIXED WALLS. It floors me how the very same people into UFO research or psychic research go on ignoring me and my claims as well. They first of all, know what it’s like 2 know that something is there and real, yet get endlessly brushed off, disbelieved, and even upon occasion, threatened, and their lives mysteriously ruined, they many not realize Y they suddenly became homeless after a job loss suddenly just popped into their reality, along with 3 of their kids all dying in either drug overdoses or car crashes, I know what I’m fucking talking about, I just wonder if anyone of U out there really knows a damn thing or R all of U a bull shit illusion thrown up 4 me by the World Labs of 2300? Well since I will never B aware of the true or falseness 2 this equation, let me move onto say, that if U all R indeed real out there, and not being fucked with and hence have a normal ranging luck factor that swings long run from about 47-53%, I will give U now something that can end the game of roulette forever, screw Gawky and his silly numbers, I well tell U and share with U what the mighty lightening GODDESS DIANA ARTEEMIS told me not long back, perhaps about the approximate time that I met Mister Chris Bennet at my work site, and he then went on 2 put me onto BLOGGING. She told me this after we had finished making passionate love at a fantastically beautiful and awesome waterfall and park deep within the forests of Humelon in the great Ricktown, in the Province of Olympia on the Astral Plane or phase-2-reality, dreamed out and away from at the phase-1 void infinity. Ricktown Manner where lightning and I live together there, borderlines the one side of the great huge Humelon Forest. She enjoys IMHO, showing Gawky Gaukauk up and Diana is highly intelligent. Gawky has good ideas, such as his personal numerology I refer humanly on this plane of existence as the GAWNUM, but he is not an all mighty god, just because he can pick the Pennsylvania lottery number every single day either straight up or digit-boxed, he is by no means god. But getting back to my point, any normal person of the Earth world not being major negamagged, or brought down internationally with continuous siege and constant harassment and persecution just 4 the explicit purpose and intention of indeed stopping them from being able 2 capitalize monetarily on gambling games, as they have done with me in direct motive and intention so help me I swear this under God and country and under pain and penalty 4 perjury should anyone prove I am intentionally making this up and lying about it 4 any reason whatsoever, but if UR indeed not being hampered and handicapped intentionally by the LAMBRIGG-CULT, of Mister Paul Stoddard/Skylar Rumson/Nicholas Blair of the Desert Shield, Desert Storm, Donna Summer, Deep Space-9, DiSco Dimension-6/DARK SHADOWS clan, U will then B able 2 take what I now tell U and use it 2 make all the money U ever dreamed of until they either toss your ass out of casinos, or did what they did to me and permanently wreck your life, but UC, with me, I had 2B stopped, or the human experiment would have been endangered, as I am meant 2B kept down and poor and miserable and cursed, after Herbert Huntington passed this curse down 2 me in the late fifties. With U, if UR clever and do not get 2 obvious or blatant that U indeed van always win and win 2 big and endanger this great GAME of theirs, most likely you’ll B left alone 2 pursue your thing. Maybe you will ?B kind enough if U make 1 million bucks at it over a several year stint, 2 throw a couple of bucks my way anonymously in the mail, and hay, maybe U won’t, whoopdeediddlydo, who gives a fuck? Here is how it works. I will give U several groups of 2 numbers, and when both of them come out, both of them come out one time from the time U get 2 a wheel, U just play these 2 numbers. Do not stage up your bets, remain at one betting level. 5 out of 6 times, U will hit one of the numbers within 12 spins, and if not, still make out by hitting at least 3 times in 84 spins. This is an average and since one out of five U will give back about what U win at a winning game, look at it as one cancels one so out of 6 games, U have 4 wins, and the average unit win is ten. It might B 3 and it might B many more, but 10 is an average, so in 6 relatively short games of 30-90 minutes at a table at a casino, U can pick up 10 units, and on red nickels, this is only fifty bucks, gee big whoop as Ann Silva says when she hit’s a slot for a buck 30 playing pennies. But color is relative. Black 100 dollar chips means a 1000 weekly income, and If U want 2 bet more, some tables allow 2 black on single straight up number bets, even more at weekend nights when crowded. Don’t get greedy. Here R some combinations that once both R in play, U can usually kick some casino ass: 0/00, 14/21, 23/35, 10/28, 13/31, 7/29, 2/22, 15/17. Start with this titdbit morsel of knowledge and have some fun. If U try making a load of chips they’ll wipe U out, take a profit and call it a game.; The reason I won’t B shot 4 telling U about these affinities is that basically none of U will do it right, U will mess around and gamble, and most importantly, U will not know when 2 leave and stop playing, which is after U get some chips in your pocket. Then there is the next game on another day, remember that 5-20 chips may seem a joke, but they R not laughing when they R black or purple or orange, and U cannot use the purple and orange unless UR at a very high roller table, and they know the score. They do not let a player stand around and watch a wheel at these special back room off the floor tables, they know better. The thing they fear more than their life being lost, is U ever believing the poser of playing one long game, this is how all of the universe works, in one long running cycle, or as the astral plane gods say, one long game. They should know as they invented these games and wrote up the rule books. They need this so they do not sit around thinking about the fact that there never ever is any way 2 stop existence and just forever rest in eternal peace. We all, that is if any of UR really real and I’m starting 2 doubt it as I may just B a rat in a huge cage, but we all R basically in not only an eternal horrible hell from which escape is totally impossible, but we bull shit ourselves and distract with a conscious mind, using the most powerful tools that the trade has ever 2 offer us in carrying out the mission of FORGETTING THESE TRUTHS, GAMES, GAMES, and MORE MOHR GAINES GAMES. Well this is today’s TRS, for another super BOTBAR and super SIEGE, from WOMO-MICK-BRIGGER SCUM!!
END OF THIS TRANNY, GRANNY. Google, Swis, KSWL, etc. etc. etc.
“My Real Life Ended A Long Time Ago”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995
DATFILE: 100880.917.5555555555555
Beginning of this transmission:
I will oper with a real SOSO-WEIN, or same old same old-what else is knew? When Dawn the mighty Terra-King was in the rehab clinic and the county jail B4 that, I was good enough 2B appreciated, and yes used, by her mom and her, and now my role has diminished 2 the slave/chuffer, as well as someone 2B laughed at and mocked and ridiculed and scrutinized. They have me in prison, and no one will believe me, not a soul. And this is the will of some benevolent supreme entity huh, well, this shellfish is not buying into this fucking bullshit any fucking longer, sorry! I have gone far beyond out of my way 2B a friend and a giver 2 these bastard welfare rats that R milking the system, and to my knowledge R in violation of 3 dozen state and federal laws. On top of this new totally horrible problem that I have inherited as a direct result of starting a blog called the Morianity Bible at the Hammonton Branch of the Atlantic County Library several years ago, in no way have I lost a bit of all my previous and ever existing hellishness, my enemies, WOMO, BRIGGERS, OTAMM, LAMISTS, SATANIC FORCES, ROSE SHAKESPEARE, hello again and I bid U a very polite Tommy Rowe ado. Well surfers wipe out drums making me flip side dizzy notwithstanding, as well as Trinitrail, chains, secret boxes in apartment closets, spurious bizarre friends that come over 2 visit one teen 2 another at 1 AM knowing exactly well that no guardian or parent was there as if by pure Copperfieldism, and stealing dream giver goddesses that never disappear or die, or fade away with the old soldiers, and that merely transport themselves life to life up the coast of New Jersey All the way to Sammyville, my 7th grandfather’s town that was named after him. None of U reading this now or ever, 500 years from now even, have a clue what all of my hell is really all about, how much it hurts, and the extent of my suffering and agonizing continual fucking pain. U will never ever have clue number one times ten to the power of negative 1000, what I am being forced 2 suffer through and eternally endure, as a result of this out of control teenager in an upline arcade. I try very hard not 2 ever think in a box or B narrow minded, and I know I am not a bias thinking person, or if I were many persons from the state of Oregon during the approximate time of the disco years and high interest rates, I guess I could quite appropriately well and accurately state, that I am definitely not poly bias, but seriously Lawn Mower trashy landscaper man, I know what I know, and only this makes sense. Only this could ever hope 2 explain an otherwise totally unexplainable shituation. No Mr. Software gates, U need not respell the word 4 me, thank U. They can persecute me with their evil military power all they want, but it goes beyond their demigod 177th Jersey Scummer Air Tactical Sting. 4 a perfect example, Ann Silva just now a moment ago as I was writing the previous sentence, came into my room and told me that until I hear from her again, 2 remain in my room, as I tried 2 type in this sentence, a huge screen popped on that does not fucking belong whi9le I am doing this document, interfering with me, Anita CIA, and luckily I eventually clicked the right things and managed to ex my way out of this stupid fucking bull shit hack Lattisaw job. Anyway, it seems Chicky came home from the pizzeria a 2nd night in a row and up set his powerful Amazon wife, Dawnie Terra-bull, and he ran out of the Marhouse with this powerful queen chasing right behind him, world war number 7,425.96 Mister Vulcan Spok. How much more of all of this I will B able 2 physically endure in an old aging dying pathetic body is basically, Mister Engineer Scott, quite problematical with or without me being enterprising. I know that SHE did this nightmare 2 me, and wants me 2 die a horrible death, there is no other explanation, Sarah-Stacey simply hates my mother fucking guts and there ain’t no Miss Chillie doubt about any of these 601 things!!!!!, times the constant squared or snot! I am no longer going 2B a fool. Women have played me 4 a fool since I’ve been a snotty kid, using me, and literally seemingly wanting my blood. They want me 2 drop dead and B under the ground totally maggotized. I hate every one of them, and they all can go 2 hell.
Since I Am not able after the castle crush Mister Chump Mirrorkisser, 2 ever win at the casino any more since they have consistently began my annihilation since August of 1986, and this effects a person’s luck-factor by 20 or more percent as long as it goes on, and the casinos have intentionally done this to me, they all R party 2 a super gargantuan mind bending Mary-Carter/Millionth-Council conspiracy, to stop me from breaking the bondage of my family curse that Herbert Huntington dirt bag-unk, passed down directly 2 me as a small child, after committing a double homicide/suicide up in Braintree, MAUSAESMWG. When I applied my intelligence 2 defeating the roulette game in the early and middle nineteen-rapies, I was CRUCIFIED, just as was my sixty-first grandfathers uncle, literally, by the evil fucking Roman Empire nearly 200 decades ago. U know it strikes me more than odd and strange, here I am making claim that I can prove and verify who I am related 2, Jesus HIMSELF, who claims 2B GOD ALL MIGHTY OF THIS UNIVERSE, (single-song), as well as things I’m able 2 do such as traverse water at a high rate of speed, move heavy rotisseries in diners by merely pointing at them with lots of emotion, claim 2 precisely know a way that dead people can B totally resurrected, and on and on, and not one person will listen or believe, it does prove that the BRIGGER LAMIST CULT, can really honestly TRUMAN STORY ‘FIX’ things in cement, and nothing human can break out of these FIXED WALLS. It floors me how the very same people into UFO research or psychic research go on ignoring me and my claims as well. They first of all, know what it’s like 2 know that something is there and real, yet get endlessly brushed off, disbelieved, and even upon occasion, threatened, and their lives mysteriously ruined, they many not realize Y they suddenly became homeless after a job loss suddenly just popped into their reality, along with 3 of their kids all dying in either drug overdoses or car crashes, I know what I’m fucking talking about, I just wonder if anyone of U out there really knows a damn thing or R all of U a bull shit illusion thrown up 4 me by the World Labs of 2300? Well since I will never B aware of the true or falseness 2 this equation, let me move onto say, that if U all R indeed real out there, and not being fucked with and hence have a normal ranging luck factor that swings long run from about 47-53%, I will give U now something that can end the game of roulette forever, screw Gawky and his silly numbers, I well tell U and share with U what the mighty lightening GODDESS DIANA ARTEEMIS told me not long back, perhaps about the approximate time that I met Mister Chris Bennet at my work site, and he then went on 2 put me onto BLOGGING. She told me this after we had finished making passionate love at a fantastically beautiful and awesome waterfall and park deep within the forests of Humelon in the great Ricktown, in the Province of Olympia on the Astral Plane or phase-2-reality, dreamed out and away from at the phase-1 void infinity. Ricktown Manner where lightning and I live together there, borderlines the one side of the great huge Humelon Forest. She enjoys IMHO, showing Gawky Gaukauk up and Diana is highly intelligent. Gawky has good ideas, such as his personal numerology I refer humanly on this plane of existence as the GAWNUM, but he is not an all mighty god, just because he can pick the Pennsylvania lottery number every single day either straight up or digit-boxed, he is by no means god. But getting back to my point, any normal person of the Earth world not being major negamagged, or brought down internationally with continuous siege and constant harassment and persecution just 4 the explicit purpose and intention of indeed stopping them from being able 2 capitalize monetarily on gambling games, as they have done with me in direct motive and intention so help me I swear this under God and country and under pain and penalty 4 perjury should anyone prove I am intentionally making this up and lying about it 4 any reason whatsoever, but if UR indeed not being hampered and handicapped intentionally by the LAMBRIGG-CULT, of Mister Paul Stoddard/Skylar Rumson/Nicholas Blair of the Desert Shield, Desert Storm, Donna Summer, Deep Space-9, DiSco Dimension-6/DARK SHADOWS clan, U will then B able 2 take what I now tell U and use it 2 make all the money U ever dreamed of until they either toss your ass out of casinos, or did what they did to me and permanently wreck your life, but UC, with me, I had 2B stopped, or the human experiment would have been endangered, as I am meant 2B kept down and poor and miserable and cursed, after Herbert Huntington passed this curse down 2 me in the late fifties. With U, if UR clever and do not get 2 obvious or blatant that U indeed van always win and win 2 big and endanger this great GAME of theirs, most likely you’ll B left alone 2 pursue your thing. Maybe you will ?B kind enough if U make 1 million bucks at it over a several year stint, 2 throw a couple of bucks my way anonymously in the mail, and hay, maybe U won’t, whoopdeediddlydo, who gives a fuck? Here is how it works. I will give U several groups of 2 numbers, and when both of them come out, both of them come out one time from the time U get 2 a wheel, U just play these 2 numbers. Do not stage up your bets, remain at one betting level. 5 out of 6 times, U will hit one of the numbers within 12 spins, and if not, still make out by hitting at least 3 times in 84 spins. This is an average and since one out of five U will give back about what U win at a winning game, look at it as one cancels one so out of 6 games, U have 4 wins, and the average unit win is ten. It might B 3 and it might B many more, but 10 is an average, so in 6 relatively short games of 30-90 minutes at a table at a casino, U can pick up 10 units, and on red nickels, this is only fifty bucks, gee big whoop as Ann Silva says when she hit’s a slot for a buck 30 playing pennies. But color is relative. Black 100 dollar chips means a 1000 weekly income, and If U want 2 bet more, some tables allow 2 black on single straight up number bets, even more at weekend nights when crowded. Don’t get greedy. Here R some combinations that once both R in play, U can usually kick some casino ass: 0/00, 14/21, 23/35, 10/28, 13/31, 7/29, 2/22, 15/17. Start with this titdbit morsel of knowledge and have some fun. If U try making a load of chips they’ll wipe U out, take a profit and call it a game.; The reason I won’t B shot 4 telling U about these affinities is that basically none of U will do it right, U will mess around and gamble, and most importantly, U will not know when 2 leave and stop playing, which is after U get some chips in your pocket. Then there is the next game on another day, remember that 5-20 chips may seem a joke, but they R not laughing when they R black or purple or orange, and U cannot use the purple and orange unless UR at a very high roller table, and they know the score. They do not let a player stand around and watch a wheel at these special back room off the floor tables, they know better. The thing they fear more than their life being lost, is U ever believing the poser of playing one long game, this is how all of the universe works, in one long running cycle, or as the astral plane gods say, one long game. They should know as they invented these games and wrote up the rule books. They need this so they do not sit around thinking about the fact that there never ever is any way 2 stop existence and just forever rest in eternal peace. We all, that is if any of UR really real and I’m starting 2 doubt it as I may just B a rat in a huge cage, but we all R basically in not only an eternal horrible hell from which escape is totally impossible, but we bull shit ourselves and distract with a conscious mind, using the most powerful tools that the trade has ever 2 offer us in carrying out the mission of FORGETTING THESE TRUTHS, GAMES, GAMES, and MORE MOHR GAINES GAMES. Well this is today’s TRS, for another super BOTBAR and super SIEGE, from WOMO-MICK-BRIGGER SCUM!!
END OF THIS TRANNY, GRANNY. Google, Swis, KSWL, etc. etc. etc.
Mountainpen, " COME FORTH", and there was good light
“Mountainpen, COME FORTH, and there was good light”
T/T/W/M/ETC.---Datfile:100808.637.55---Beginning Tran:
I took the pills last night and the next thing I knew, I was aware that I was standing at an Atlantic city roulette wheel, and a pit boss with my dad’s name, WAYNE, was there, and the beautiful dealer not at the wheel at the time who I met years ago and had started when gambling first came to sin city, named Mashell, a tall and extremely gorgeous and luscious female African American employee of the Resorts Hotel since it first opened, and is every bit as adorable today as she was a quarter century ago, sort of like Angie on AMC, walked by me and said hello and asked me if any of my numbers were coming up as I was watching only, and not actually playing. I told her they indeed were, as I always split zeros during betting progressions, and was in the middle of a hypothetical event of doing this and came popped the double zero. It was right up 4 her 2C on the rectangular display board. Then I was dreaming that a number 11 had come out only it was displayed twice, like Jane Fonda was rigging the reader sensor that tracks the wheel and displays the number digitally on this rectangular box now at all of the Jersey casinos 2 my best knowledge. Then I distinctly remember Gawky’s system losing shortly after with 5 missed numbers on his 24 thing that I told U all about on several recent prior blogging texts. Then I remember walking down 2C my Atlantic Ocean, the beautiful Sarah-Stacey, or the energy she traversed half a billion miles of solar system space 2 land into from her origin, where she hails from at the start of her dreaming into this material realm, we call this the planet Jupiter. I knew all about this as early as the late 1980’s, long B4 the space craft that proved indeed that a lightning goddess lived on Jupiter, translation, there was lightning activity on the planet Jupiter, with the huge mid nineties incident with not Mayor Levy and not my landlord, Shoemaker. Then I remember being back again at the wheel and this time the Gawky 24 system again lost, wow, 2 straight total losses. Then I saw a very tall girl standing near me at the wheel that I only just then noticed, and as long as she remained there, the wrong patterns of numbers continued 2 come out. Then I walked away and thought I fell down and hit my head and got up woozy and lightheaded, but realized that I did not fall or get up, nor was I dreaming, and that I went somehow from taking the overdose last night into suddenly just being there and aware that I was indeed in Atlantic City with both Ann Silva and daut-Dawnie. I got more awake as time went on, and realized that Donna Summer had retraced me AGAIN, the one up in the 2290’s, not the one living in the 21st century. As long as players with Flyers tea shirts, Jimmy’s with tires, giant and tall girls, and all other things that oppress and bother me, R there 2 bring my magnetics or LUCK-FACTOR, down, I cannot ever hope 2 win, and this is YI have been stopped from winning and how, after October the 29th, of 1986, in the night that the famous Trump Castle crushed me forever into a hell nightmare that is still ongoing and will B throughout fucking infinity. Today, the Castle is still the same building, merely called Trump’s Marina, a removed history marker that this time, works PERFECTLY INTO MY FAVOR, as Mariena-Carlittia Krassle, wife as we would perceive this on mortal realms, no one is given in marriage or married in the great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, C the King James Holy Bible, and read what I say 4 yourself, it all is totally true and accurate. Sarah-Stacey doesn’t echo me, I am merely echoing my All Mighty Teen Queen, SSJKK-PIMC. Remember how I told all of U when early in this miserable jit bag century I worked 4 ASSHOLES-ASSETS PROTECTION, INC, and they sent me 2 the famous Bucks County, Pennsylvania landfill in Tullytown and Fallsington, in PAUSAESMWG? Remember how I played paper-roulette at this job post, and would lose every time I got harassed by suck off motor sickies or aerial persecution or the bright blinding sunshine would break out of the cloud cover 2 annoy me, and then how I’d concentrically begin winning all over again each time these negative events would break off, and over and over fucking again theis pattern would endlessly keep repeating until I eventually just stopped playing, and this was not an isolated time, but on dozens of different days there and games played, this is indeed how the CASINOS CHEAT, forget motherboards, that is all bull shit, they R not about 2 ever risk losing their operating licenses 2 make billions of USD profit by out in the open types and ways of cheating the players, but cheating overtly and covertly, YES THEY DO, asnd I can swear 2 this. I went from death 2 life, again, thanx 2 Donna Retracer Scummerdiva. There is much 2 say, persecution is off the scale horrific from MILITUFORCE, it never has been this bad, and California is just about 2 forever fucking slip below the sea line, mark my words China-Quakers!!!!! END-TRAN:
T/T/W/M/ETC.---Datfile:100808.637.55---Beginning Tran:
I took the pills last night and the next thing I knew, I was aware that I was standing at an Atlantic city roulette wheel, and a pit boss with my dad’s name, WAYNE, was there, and the beautiful dealer not at the wheel at the time who I met years ago and had started when gambling first came to sin city, named Mashell, a tall and extremely gorgeous and luscious female African American employee of the Resorts Hotel since it first opened, and is every bit as adorable today as she was a quarter century ago, sort of like Angie on AMC, walked by me and said hello and asked me if any of my numbers were coming up as I was watching only, and not actually playing. I told her they indeed were, as I always split zeros during betting progressions, and was in the middle of a hypothetical event of doing this and came popped the double zero. It was right up 4 her 2C on the rectangular display board. Then I was dreaming that a number 11 had come out only it was displayed twice, like Jane Fonda was rigging the reader sensor that tracks the wheel and displays the number digitally on this rectangular box now at all of the Jersey casinos 2 my best knowledge. Then I distinctly remember Gawky’s system losing shortly after with 5 missed numbers on his 24 thing that I told U all about on several recent prior blogging texts. Then I remember walking down 2C my Atlantic Ocean, the beautiful Sarah-Stacey, or the energy she traversed half a billion miles of solar system space 2 land into from her origin, where she hails from at the start of her dreaming into this material realm, we call this the planet Jupiter. I knew all about this as early as the late 1980’s, long B4 the space craft that proved indeed that a lightning goddess lived on Jupiter, translation, there was lightning activity on the planet Jupiter, with the huge mid nineties incident with not Mayor Levy and not my landlord, Shoemaker. Then I remember being back again at the wheel and this time the Gawky 24 system again lost, wow, 2 straight total losses. Then I saw a very tall girl standing near me at the wheel that I only just then noticed, and as long as she remained there, the wrong patterns of numbers continued 2 come out. Then I walked away and thought I fell down and hit my head and got up woozy and lightheaded, but realized that I did not fall or get up, nor was I dreaming, and that I went somehow from taking the overdose last night into suddenly just being there and aware that I was indeed in Atlantic City with both Ann Silva and daut-Dawnie. I got more awake as time went on, and realized that Donna Summer had retraced me AGAIN, the one up in the 2290’s, not the one living in the 21st century. As long as players with Flyers tea shirts, Jimmy’s with tires, giant and tall girls, and all other things that oppress and bother me, R there 2 bring my magnetics or LUCK-FACTOR, down, I cannot ever hope 2 win, and this is YI have been stopped from winning and how, after October the 29th, of 1986, in the night that the famous Trump Castle crushed me forever into a hell nightmare that is still ongoing and will B throughout fucking infinity. Today, the Castle is still the same building, merely called Trump’s Marina, a removed history marker that this time, works PERFECTLY INTO MY FAVOR, as Mariena-Carlittia Krassle, wife as we would perceive this on mortal realms, no one is given in marriage or married in the great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, C the King James Holy Bible, and read what I say 4 yourself, it all is totally true and accurate. Sarah-Stacey doesn’t echo me, I am merely echoing my All Mighty Teen Queen, SSJKK-PIMC. Remember how I told all of U when early in this miserable jit bag century I worked 4 ASSHOLES-ASSETS PROTECTION, INC, and they sent me 2 the famous Bucks County, Pennsylvania landfill in Tullytown and Fallsington, in PAUSAESMWG? Remember how I played paper-roulette at this job post, and would lose every time I got harassed by suck off motor sickies or aerial persecution or the bright blinding sunshine would break out of the cloud cover 2 annoy me, and then how I’d concentrically begin winning all over again each time these negative events would break off, and over and over fucking again theis pattern would endlessly keep repeating until I eventually just stopped playing, and this was not an isolated time, but on dozens of different days there and games played, this is indeed how the CASINOS CHEAT, forget motherboards, that is all bull shit, they R not about 2 ever risk losing their operating licenses 2 make billions of USD profit by out in the open types and ways of cheating the players, but cheating overtly and covertly, YES THEY DO, asnd I can swear 2 this. I went from death 2 life, again, thanx 2 Donna Retracer Scummerdiva. There is much 2 say, persecution is off the scale horrific from MILITUFORCE, it never has been this bad, and California is just about 2 forever fucking slip below the sea line, mark my words China-Quakers!!!!! END-TRAN:
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
MY LAST HOURS ON EARTH AS MOUNTAINPISS
“MY LAST HOURS ON EARTH AS MOUNTAINPISS”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995
2:36 AM-EDT ON OCTOBER 8, 2008, START:
I am trying 2 go 2 sleep, when my TV and cable system pop on out of nowhere at around 2:10 give or take. The time is no longer displayed, now it is the channel. No controls work, and everything is totally fucked up. Then I pick my phone instinctively and hear lots of electrical static on the line, still no dial tone. Also, this is the worst body attack I have had since moving into this fucking house of horrors. Chicky and Dawn had a wicked horrendous fight when Chicky came home a bit tipsy from the pizzeria, his brother Refino left the house all together, and Ann Silva is shaking in her room. I am sitting in here and plan 2 pop a major overdose of many pills the doctors have given 2 me. I should B fucking dead by 3 or 4. This is what all of U wanted, so fine mother crosskicking fuckers, you can have it. U want me 2 die, I will go ahead now Paula bitch Weston and just die, FUCK ALL OF U FOREVER, U WILL ALL BURN UP IN THE DEMONIC FUCKING FIRES OF HELL 4 WHAT EACH AND EVERY ONE OF U HAVE MONSTROUSLY DONE 2 ME 4 MANY DECADES, WITHOUT ANY SHAME, WITHOUT ANY CONSCIENCE, NONE WHATSOEVER. GOODBYE FOREVER YA BUNCH OF SCUM. All of MORIANITY ENDS HERE, AND NOW. I cannot fight a force that I cannot C and touch and has the world all believing I am just an insane fucking lunatic. As of 1 or 2 hours from now, none of U can ever fucking hurt me again. BYE-BYE BASTARDS!!!!!!!!!!
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995
2:36 AM-EDT ON OCTOBER 8, 2008, START:
I am trying 2 go 2 sleep, when my TV and cable system pop on out of nowhere at around 2:10 give or take. The time is no longer displayed, now it is the channel. No controls work, and everything is totally fucked up. Then I pick my phone instinctively and hear lots of electrical static on the line, still no dial tone. Also, this is the worst body attack I have had since moving into this fucking house of horrors. Chicky and Dawn had a wicked horrendous fight when Chicky came home a bit tipsy from the pizzeria, his brother Refino left the house all together, and Ann Silva is shaking in her room. I am sitting in here and plan 2 pop a major overdose of many pills the doctors have given 2 me. I should B fucking dead by 3 or 4. This is what all of U wanted, so fine mother crosskicking fuckers, you can have it. U want me 2 die, I will go ahead now Paula bitch Weston and just die, FUCK ALL OF U FOREVER, U WILL ALL BURN UP IN THE DEMONIC FUCKING FIRES OF HELL 4 WHAT EACH AND EVERY ONE OF U HAVE MONSTROUSLY DONE 2 ME 4 MANY DECADES, WITHOUT ANY SHAME, WITHOUT ANY CONSCIENCE, NONE WHATSOEVER. GOODBYE FOREVER YA BUNCH OF SCUM. All of MORIANITY ENDS HERE, AND NOW. I cannot fight a force that I cannot C and touch and has the world all believing I am just an insane fucking lunatic. As of 1 or 2 hours from now, none of U can ever fucking hurt me again. BYE-BYE BASTARDS!!!!!!!!!!
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