david charles roth chapter coast, TC-FF, Mountainpen

Siege is very bad. The weekend was filled with chemtrailing on Saturday afternoon, then Sunday, a crash level chopper zenithed over my residence at half past 5 in the evening, followed 20 minutes later by a very loud low private enemy areial craft. Last night, these diseased mother fuckers wiped out my health with a powerful nuke body death slam, fucking up first my heart, then my bowells, causing me a night of solid toilet visitations. Magnesonic, scan, open command on G-7, wipe out and destroy all persons ane dnemies that Rviciously injuring a totally innocent man, cause huge natural Earth surface disturbances as your power gain levels R being maxed out 2 11.8, and do what U must 2 destroy this putrid pile of pig shit, STOP.

Well, U now know a little tiny bit about Dave roth, and I may know a tiny bit more, but only McGuire and other horiffic peeps, really know the real and true and awesome details of this entire plot 2 wipe out many lives, just so they can play some silly gods-game, and distract from thinking about the horrors of knowing they never can NOT-EXIST!!!!!! U can laugh, but it is your confused conscious mind that's refusing 2C these truths typed on these fucking blogs.

Meant 2 type in the apartment name on a recent prior blog, called the DELLWAY ARMS, not the Oakland Garden, guess my mind was temporarily operatingin an altered part of the hyperspace, as both of these garden type apartment systems were on the same block in Oaklyn, New Jersey, on Oakland avenue, USAESMWG. Sorry 4 the error Bruce, we're all human and as U said 2 me in the early 70's, nobody is perfect, BRAH!!!!!!!!

If U could round up a thousand highly intellectual peeps, and they randomly and arbitrarily were 2 read any 20 or 30 of my blogging posts, U would c that npo human, or they would C at least, could ever pull off faking such an incredible and outlandish tale as my true story of NON-fiction, being told here and now on Flagler's Florida's Treasure Coast!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Let me start on this little bwogg Elmer Fwudd, with Sarah Karge and how I miscalcufreakinglated something about her.How indeed, could she B running a small shop on tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, in the noneteen sixties, and simultaneously B in a trance and projecting her glorified or (ASTRAL) body down 2 me and others, on the streets outside, as the Sarah I had come 2 know and remember? It is just not a logical conclusion once carefuly examined and really thought through in elaborate detail. Who did become Sarah of 10-SC Avenue, as well as Sarah Jabson at the coolie Hall in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG then?

Last night 2 days back, or night B4 last, i had a wild freaking interaction. The gods were all speaking 2 mre in a large and unfamiliar room, and one of them repeated over and over 2 me in a clear and concise voice and mannerism, "SATAN IS A VERY POWERFUL GOD". No shit Sherlock, only on the AS, the gods refer 2 this entity as apollo-Lucifer, so Y did I come back with this remembered translated conscious experience? The simple answer 2 all of this is the gods love 2 play games, and they themselves R living through all of us here in the 5th dimensional hyperspace. Oh, U wanna get into specifics, sure U do, that is only natural, come with me 4 the next 2 or 3 or 4 hunbdred years, and learn something about who we all R, and what we all r really doing here in this so-called life. Bjut if U expect a 1-2-3 lesson, U will B disappoinyted at a much faster rate than any velocities my blogs ever make mention of over the past 4 years, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The hunting trip up north between my cuz Arthur Huntington and his pal was no ordinary one, as U may know from last autumn's blog posts. I also came 2 learn that it was not his pappy, Herbert, but son Arthur who had married a girl from the Chicago area by the name of alice Gallagher. But it would take a month 2 give all the greasy details of how a beyond horiffic plot was all launched, and when he learned his wifew had been eve n remotely involved with such satanic wickedness, he decided 2 kill both her and her mom in their sleep, and then proceeded 2 hang himself in the basement of their Braintreee home in Massachusetts, USAESMWG. I am not the only one who knew the great prophet MORONI, who spelled his name in several similar ways throughout the years of our early american nation and its development.

The strange devivce that always was in the interaction all my life between 1969 and 1972, that catapulted people 600 miles in a flash, has a very interesting number when compared with the BRIPER, as 20 being a BRIGGBASE-PERIOD in years, when divided with this mileage og 600, is 30, and this magic number was used as a powerful 1988 hint 2 me by Zudlochronus that the STL was about 2 kick in the first time, and the second time, at the same time, and only time itself has the power 2 pull off that little miracle. Even becoimming cannonized 10 times over would nrever result from pulling off this much un-natural activity, right Jennifer Washburn. A child can C all that is happening and that I make nothing up at all. If U do not C, then U don't wanna c, it is just that Henningsen chain simple, Mizz Trinitrail. But then having Emmit tell me I have 30 years from my birth 2 remember HER, is one part of this cruel evil and quite ugly game, the other verification symbol is the Roman Numerals of the catapult machine in its milage transport abilities, BRO!!!!!!! Still think all of this is nonsense, sure U do, only it is not your free will that is going here with yourself, I can promise U that, driving the car of your life is a privelage, noit a right, ask both the Copyright Office, and most states, Motor Vehicle Offices, DUH, at any friggin' color!!!!!!!

There is even more powerful stuff involved in the (3) numbers of 20, 600, and 1001, but the great mormacuriel is forcing me 2 end this blog 4 right now, somebody out here will b very sorry ass real damn soon. UR just like Ben Stone and Lobo, falling off chairs and waitin' out your time, so brace up dudes!!!!!!!!

I am I am here, Arnie Sc.

End Transmission.

story of david charles roth, chapter 3, TCFF

I woke up not well this mornig, the scum bag enemies R chemtrailing and poisoning me. This is YI am back here 2 go right on telling U some powerful amnd deadly-dangerous shit my brothers. Take it anyway U want, it is the fucking truth.

Bob Patterson Cheatley who I met in 1983 while sick and choking on these nasty Project STORM FURY ice crystals in the sky, only then they kept them INVISIBLE, not an obvious persecution as it later came 2 become. Cheatley and I had a falling out in October of 1985, and then he brought into my life, the one and only DAVID C. ROTH, at the department store security job. The falling out was over an investment plan I had that was a concern 2 the DONALD, he did not want any competition in his plan 2 revitalize the city of Camden, NJUSAESMWG. I have powerful evidence that David was sent into my life by Cheatley and hius once underaged Noonan girlfriend, all friends of friends, and known 2 the astral organization as working bees so 2 speak, I speak of course of the LAMBRIGGER CULT. B4 the break up of me and cheatley, I was taken 2 a home in Berlin, NJUSAESMWG, and met the greatest ELVIS impersonator on the Earth. The reason he was so good was quite obvious, he was really him, and had faked his 1977 death real well, a family secret not then passed on to daughter Precilla, but she learned of it through the UNITAWF bees, and other friends, and even gave the idea 2 an ex so he could not worry about a future prosecution that he felt would definitely B in the cards 4 him, once it starts,as the Catholic Church and the Priests thing went, U know, it rolls and rolls, as we all know, he knew he would B targeted, so yes Colaman, I can do this without a lot of money, actually, a couple of telephone calls would set it all up, so let us never go here again, now U know that I know all of it, and just because I do noyt remove my blood volume weekly, and run it through a north polarity isolated frequency generator striking all possible notes on the great cosmic keyboard of vibration and then returning my blood back into my body, does not mean, I could not, nor do I wish 2 remain trapped here endlessly in this dream-nightmare of life physically.

The good reason 4 not telling daut-P was the same as trhe J's not knowing, they r not in on this secret either. Still, earlier on, McGuire threatened Spider-RD as he was known 2 the State Police system down at TRUMP's, when he first bought into the Cassle Krassle, and earlier, and had fallen in love with Sarah Callio who went a lot 2 the shows, shades of Grace Messenger, oh well history does repeat itself, ask any historian, he was not liked by McGuire, and was told his daut P would B whacked if he kept dating her, still, there is a reason Y no kids, a botched A word, U get the nightmare sitch, I cannot blog as much as this, but wanna blog even so much more. History REPEATS ITSELF, RIGHT? Remember that B4 the death of the "KING", Elv was about 2 embark on sa huge Vegas act, that they all KNEW could B better done this way, and that the location would B switched 2 the east coast, and good old Atlantic city.

McG controls the Earthly UNITAWF, all branches, do not ever let MI tell U otherwise, she knows the real deal here, BRAH. If I had just originally named the title 2 my 1986 song, RGG and not her nick-name, none of this would ever have happened, but then hyperspace equation is part of all 365 days of the year, not just Christmas, gimme a break JIMMIE STUART and GEORGE SCOTT. tHIS IS A HUGE TOPIC THAT WOULD REQUIRE SO MUCH TIME AND ATTENTION THAT THERE IS JUST NO WAY IT VCAN EVER b DISCUSSED, UNLESS WITH oPPIE, vON, b, AND ae, AND THEN, THERE WOULD b LIMITS, THE MERE SIZE OF THE 5TH ANFD THE 6TH DIMENSIONS MAKE THIS A REALITY NO MATTER HO WE MAY WISH 2 SPLICE THE OL' PI!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry about hitting the CAPS ON button, no time 2 repair an error, not shouting here, all though even whispering out names and remembering can lead 2 me getting good and whacked should I keep going on and getting less subtle and more specific, so far, conclusuons can B wondered about from reading these text words, not absolutely known 4 sure, or drawn scientifically, but do I beklieve Sarah Callio and her distant cousin paralelled here, U bet I do.

Now Dave as previously said, was a worker bee, (WB), for the Brigger Cult, as they truly exist as on the Astral Plane, and these shadow monsters used 2 haunt me almost every night as a youth, the nightmares were sao bad that I wanted 2 escape into death and oblivion. On July 4th in 1966, Bruce Walters was so angry with my fowl mouth about some of these nightmares, I have a permanent WATCHERS SCAR of the highlands of my own hometown area on my left wrist, and the entire state police force know all about it back in Jersey, it is all over my identification so I could work as a guard.

Did the great hunting trip with Gallagher's husband, my distant cousin Arthur Huntington happen 4 no good reason up north? What do u all think. How about NS gropup so I could run into MI and we could get 2 know each other 4 an hour, even less than the RGG-day, none of this happened by itself, all of it was controlled and fixed, and still tings al around me R totally fixed. Soon, I will B amonth the dead, things around me R very bad. When David heard the song reecorded at the Cherry Hill home a week after it was done, he roared and literally fell off of the couch and rolled as though Harold Lloyd was involved, my scatt singing in the mid-song part was what got him off the couch and roaring like a madman, he told me after eventually composing himself enough 2 permit his speach 2 return.

Dave Roth and Mark Marini, a discuised MORONI, from years in the print shop future, were all part of this incredible and emensely elaborate scheme. It still all boils down 2 what MORIANITY preaches and hgas all along, the games, and Y they need B played, and until any of U even try on any real level 2 GET what this is all about, existing that is, or never being able NOT-2, U will not get the entire message, it is eating cake with no icing, or liquid ice cream, half the story never makes it or even good, U just stop reading and go, "YEAH, nut case mountainpen again, he can really tell a wild tale, yo". BULLSHIT ladies and gentlemen, this is true, and a nightmare from which all other nightmares R all made out of. The gods themselves do not know while in a body, this truth, and i sit here on this contraption hoping that i can convince humans of somnething, I am the epitome of stupid squared, huh, MI?

These few words tell nothing, there is a ton a million more tons 2 tell just 2 make more clear the stuff told in these 3 chapters of DCR. More is coming, if I remain on this side of the dream bed, that is, Arnie, but i am BACK, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!

E/T

the story of david charles roth, chapter 2 on TC in FF

Spurious, spurious computer today. I had some weird thing happen. The lady here B4 me maybe left something open when her time expired, do not know, but the Blogger Account opened me up in the all ready remembered and printed box on the homepage BLOGGER screen as David something, now this is the stuff I do not believe is just randomly ocurring, let me repeat myself, DAVID, something. No, not the David discussed on my blogs, but still, tell me U pro gambs out there, WHAT R THE ODDS THAT THIS HAPPENED, IT NEVER DID B4 IN ALL MY PUBLIC TERMINAL BLOGGING HISTORY?????

LSS, my dad never knew David, 2 my knowledge, he did however know many of the same Tinsel towners that David CR knew, as my dafd was a treasure salvor, amnd in the 60's and 70's, peeps were anxious 2 strike it rich in many risky and exciting ways, they were called venture capital investors, some like my dad referred 2 them as angels, a term well known to those seeking non conventional lending resources 2 finance a project that would B considered of extremely high risk. They bth knew the great studil musician quite well, Hal Blaine, and I could go on and on with names, this blog is not here 2 try and impress anyone with anything, it is here 2 tell a story of the most amazing thing 2 my knowledge on this polanet in at least this entire ICP, (Ice Cycle Period). These ICP is YI am and will go on laughing at the greenies and the Gore's of the world, they only want our money, it is a huge hoax, IMHO, still, this is also what i screamed and hollared and expended great deals of energy trying 2 convince myself more than any of U4 so long about physical timne travel being a major smoke and mirrors illusion.

My dad called me in late 1973 after I finished up my computer school training and make no mistake, these systems, the old IBM-360's, and this new stuff of today's world, R literally apples and oranges, the main difference being lack of software, not the microchip and downsizing thing that U may have all first guessed, yes that also, but #1 is what I tell U, that is the real diff, and this is Y my degree from 1973 is a worthless piece of mother trucking paper. Moving on, my dad said he wants 2 visit, i had not seen him since I was 10 freaking years old, here i am just turning freaking 19. Early in January of 1974, he did come up, and mom and I were towards the end of our 5 and a half year residence in Oaklyn, New Jersey, USAESMWG, at the Oakland Garden Apartment complex. Dad had been with Mel Fisher and Kiup Wagner, and their mutual pal, Bill Kirtland. Now out of the blue, he pops-up!!!!! Remember, I started this thing B4 VH1 and MTV ever did, so let us get that up front and straight out in the Beaver cleaver open right off the freaking bat, White New York, not plains, and hubby, and yes, I misspelled, I meant 2 write, he dropped a hint, he did more than that, he stole a song, got rich, married a worthless rich crackhead, and tried 2 tell me that his pappy knew my pappy some time ago, this is NONBLOGG MATERIAL, still, Paula Uwich had indeed, real supernatural abilities, if U object 2 this wordage or concept of reality, remember whayt einstein said about the tiny %age of brain cells we all use, by supernatural, all i mean is that some of us have somehow, and this is beoing kept extremely secret, using a hell of a lot more, I think it is being done withb an artificial and electrical set of gismos, but that is my opinion, still MD at the studio will agree that I am indeed entitled 2 it. Thank U Missy!!!!!!!!!!!!

My dad was a little tipsy one night and we were together in my bedroom, mom was sleeping out in the living roiom couch, I had a large bed and dad and I were forced 2 share it, and i was forced 2 endure some very loud snoring. One night while loaded a bit, we were talking and he said some things about STAR TREK, the TV show, telling me how the space ship was constructed out on space platforms and Y if I was a fan of the show so much, was i not aware of the beginning of it? It DID NOT begin this Y, I AM A LOYAL FAN of this show, it was real talent, and the so-called ditsy redhead is the reason we all were not watching, (just another TV-Western), I speak of the famous late Lucille Ball. LSS, NEVER underestimate the female population, gentlemen out here, they R here, and they R here 2 stay, and U may wish one of them nevber gave U breath and life if U get tangled up with some of them, take this one thing from the head MORIAN, if U wanna ignore all the fucking rest of it there BRO!!!! Aniwho, dad was going on and on, and I know how it began, with the 2 hour pilot episode, "THE MANAGERIE", later re-titled, THE CAGE, and was a 2-parter in the shows that followed, they never built the ship out on space platforms, not until the late 70's and early and middle 80's was this ever shown. THE VFUTURE would have 2B somehow known 2 my dad 4 him 2 have made this Nostro statement, I am not a believer in predictors and stuff just coming true, not anymore, BRAH, sahwee!!!!!!! He knew the mighty Albert E personally and they had lots of talks in the Princeton Park a long time ago, remember, i am only 55 and one sixth, but my parents, if living would B well past age 90 now. He was part of a huge court vase ongoing at the Phila. Naval Shipyards, where he had also met my mom who was working at the Lavino Shipping Company, he had reasons 4 coming there, anbd she was a secretary, they had these dinasour positions then, this was the old world. He woke up mom told me in screaming fit nightmares, it reoccurred over and over again she told me throughout my life living with her. This was all when the mighty mysterious Battleship Eldridge and the great so-called never happened Project-Invisibility all was going down there, books onb this subject R all over the place, the BERMUDA TRIANGLE, the PHILADELPHIA EXPERIMENT, and so foirth, go 2 www.amazonbooks.com, BRAH. McGuire knew something about this project, and the now defunked website once called MORIANITY-FOUNDATION, showed real pictures that any FBI lab hopefully examined once, and proved as non-fakes, and theywere not faked, this happened, i swear all thius on flag and country and SSJKK, (GOD) U would refer 2 her as.

Time is running down and out, copyright examiners, but as u all well know,m this is all copyrighted in my name and in this 2K10 year, as R all of my blogs, all of it is my porotected intellectual property.

I am back, I am here, I plan 2 stay, Arnie Schwarts, ol' pal, so there. As 4 David, he fits into this so big it would take years 2 even start, wait 4 the next blog later on in the week peeps, Bye-Bye 4 now BRO.

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THE STORY OF DAVID-CR, GET READY PEEPS, chapter 1

Spurious, spurious, Dave, oh yes me fine fellow, Ron wirtz, Camden County Prosecutor's Office, 2 quote U back early into the nineties over the telephone, and then how I'll remember always, Dave telling me, "Yeah, real fucking spurious, I'm out looking 4 a minimum wage job and an old clunker freaking car, real damn spurious, huh?" Well, that was not what Ron meant. B4I go on, lots of tall pussies R all over today, and I was flirted with huge time on my way oiver 2 the library by a real beauty queen, just ignored her and she kept playing with me until the light went green and I went, Bye-Bye, BRO. A chopper came out of nowhere around half past one or so back at the residence. I was speaking 2 a lady named Carol alberts, maybe they did not like the GAWNUM, maybe just not my trying 2 ever excape my curse, in any event, the last straw hit today, this being able 2 just pop up and appear, literally out of motherfucking nowhere, and just B right there and in my fface, and this has been ongoing now since the spring and summer times of the year of 1986, this is when it all really began, Sabrina Colinwood Shadows Haddonwood Styles, not a decade leater, but the story involved here would take hours, days, and more. PUN INTENDED!!!!!!!

First, Dave knew well and corresponded regularly with just about every single Aftrican american female recording artist that was hot in those days as well as in the past days. This list includes, Phyllis Hymann, Cary Lucas, Linda Clifford, Rebe Jackson, and yes, THEE Rebe Jackson, Michaels least known sister. We met out of nowhere one noight at a job, another Christopher Bennett deal, but [please, we have no time 2 begin eexploring this right now today, there could B days more 2B said about all of this starting point, Diana and what she did while we were inside a retail store building still being constructed and merchantdise being loaded slowly in. She interfered with a phone switchboard in ways no human being ever could, Miss blake. But then he also was best friends with the true inventor of rock and roll music, called SKIFFLE, in England in the early fifties, and this man was named Chris Farlowe. He knew many groups, talk show hosts, local and in Hollywood, and showed me literally tons of personal letters from all of these famous and great celebrated personalities. None of this is made up or in any way bull shit, he knew the top degreed MASONS, and was able 2 show me who I really am, and this started balls rolling that R beyond the NONBLOGGS limits. Without this al going down in the nineties, there would B no stories by Dan Brown. His is a slightly altered version and he says it is a work of fiction, mine is no fiction and is based on the 2nd younger brother of the mighty SAR, brother Barthalgas, and his children, my direct ansestors. And they called me Sharkey in Atlantic City, if I had wanted, they could have called me ASTROBOY 4 crying out loud, U car wrecker Joe Berrios. Yeah, I take this crumb 2 the Ashland train station, he places something in my vehicle, boom, no more vehicle, not a working one anyway, piling mysteries, one, two, three, and counting, only it does not sytp at a million, it goes on past al of the fucking stars, all the real stars that is, up in the freaking skies, not the man-made fakes.

So ng thief Bobby Brown sure dropped nough hits in 1989, out of all the songs that this miserable far fighter and trouble maker could have chosen 2 fucking rip off, he chose which one peeps, my LOST-LOVE song, DUH , color me impressed and pissed off Lenny Briscoe, please. Wife White from New York, or WHITENEY, a child can pick out the symbolic lettering, her friends, all of them, all sick diseased rotten filth bags. But this is not enough. Diana's hunter friend, Huntress and Hunter, centuries after many things had gone down that never need B told, yo, here we find ourself being in New York City one night, 2C one of Dave's fave friends, a new group called NEW SHOES, better I suppose than Stinky Sneaks, huh MI? In any event, was all of this realy necessary, just because I was a real bad boy, U did not say no if memory serves me. Well, without even really turning a page or 2 in a winds of War sized book by Tolstoy, we now know quite a bit about mister David roth, not the rock star, the real star, the dude who was part of all of this shit with me from the swing bat, the pieces fit together like a smoothe binding glue, and with the speed of mass turning into energy.

Of and 4 the doubting Missourian Club, my question in simply this, posed 2U, BRO? In 2008, what possible OTHER meaning could MC have had in mind with that club website and the thing agreeing with her own Astral lyrics that some day 2 late I'll come looking 4 her, no longer knowing who she is? Tell me I am forcing puzzle pieces, go ahead, prove UR a real dunce.

That day in 1988, 2 years after New Shoes, BREAK YOUR CODES OFF, MUNIKAY, MUNIKAY, CODE 2, was blaring through my telephone, illegally. I was trying 21 show mom and Dave my persecution is indeed real. They both laughed and thought it was a huge joke or something. Impicile ass holes. The united Stats Copyright Office 2 this fucking day has this cassette tape, and hopefully it is now converted 2 a digital source, this is indeed what makes me think it will last and remain 4 seventy-five years, Mizz Examiner!!!!!!! All of this nightmare is oon the record, BRAH!!!!!!!

Jury is in, this 1986 thing, the chopper POP UP TODAY, everytime i try ever 2 break out of this curse, it is just THERE, ZAM, pops up out of nowhere, sendbacks and popups, as I called them all along 4 more than 2 fucking decades now. I NOW BELIEVE THERE CAN B NO OTHER CONCLUSION 2B DRAWN, TIME TRAVEL IS PHYSICALLY BEING DONE ON THIS PLANET, I AM THE PROOF OF THIS INCREDINBLE MOTHERFUCKING BULLSHIT, AND I WILL SWEAR UNDER PURJURY PENALTIES 2 ALL OF THIS STORY AND MUCH MORE BEING TOTAL TRUTH. I just cannot fight this any longer, sure it is being done through the natyural process of dreaming or exploratronics, but whoever put all of this here, if they cannot manipulate and move throughout their own system, then they s7yure must B a pitiful bunch of pure ass fucking holes.

Where was Eddie Himacxane from, where did he grow up? How about Brad Messengers fucking family, they were all in the political machinery and in the nineties lost in the elections 2 the mighty JULIA, get it yet, U dense idiots, I am totally screrwed, there is no way out of this 4 me not now and not ever, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM HERE, ARNIE!!!!!!!!



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I Was Struck Hard Yesterday, By Pure Filth, Archie

In opening, I was in no way plannoing a trip back 2 the library today, but yesterday starting right here at the library, was the onset of a huge covert death siege 4 me by this evil scum bag enemy of advanced and combined exploratrons, they need not summon a so-called real physical Moving compound, and whether or not they do in fact do this ever, is up in the air, pun intended.

First, a spurious lady got into the elevator on my way up here and sat right down on a computer next 2 mine, i had 2 wait 4 mine, she did not, and she started first, and was there long after my time had expired, possibly she works here at the library and thereby would have an overroding pin and passcode, this may explain this, but I feel I know most of the peeps working here, this face was totally unfamiliar. Then it went from bad 2 far Wirtz-worse, real damn-ass quickly, BRO.

My next destination was where i often go, the office here in town that does numerous things all there at this one building, no more details can B safely given, U will CY as I type on.

The girl that usually treats me not so nice, was all over me and acting redicupoous about it, not right away, but as though in a quick flashed instant, the exploratron that was dominant inside of her and really awake in this part of the hyperspace, had just TAKEN OVER her. She did the hula and showed me her legs and things way more unbloggable than this. I am no different that the days of Julie Nicholls in 1969. If women think they can B not so nice at all one day and then expect they can come onto me on another one when it suits their whims, they can realize rught now that they R litally wasting their time with me, world. Other things like this ocurred and kept right on going. Things not bloggable, not really, I do not feel good about it and i'm the one blogging. Maybe that is the best explanation about my term i use now quite a bit, NONBLOGGS, or non-bloggable. I call these shots. When I finally made it home from this second errand yesterday, Diana followed me in a huge dark cloud, and once insifde, it poured rain quite torrentially, and one large lightning flash ocurred right outside my RV. Then less than a half hour later, a nasty plane came over me, and this happened from time 2 time until about 20 or so past 10. All during the 2nd half of this time range, I WAS HEAVILY STRUKE AND NUKED, BY THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE ARMY OF FILTH-BAGS!!!!! My heart was totally fucked up and out of normal sinus rhythm and then a horrendous fucking shit attack instantly ensued, and lasted all night, it still is so bad, I had 2 buy a Metamucil can, I have managed somehow 2 live without this aid 4 3 or 4 weeks since my original upply ran out, now this swamp swallowing diseased mother lapping shits forced me 2 spend money i do not have and need 4 absolute survival. IS THIS THE QUINTESSENTIAL WEBSTER DEFINITION OF TOTAL FUCKING SCUM RAPIES AND GERMIBLOWS????

1986 was when I took the fucking casinos, worried Wall Street, and yeah, got a big head and developed an attitude. Also I wrote a great song, fuck all of U out there that do not like it, I do not loike most of yours, so I guess we all R quite even, BRR!!!!!! I called myself ROBIN-HOOD, and this need not really B discussed right now with thius limited time thing. I was the man, B that known, not the MAID, how fascinating it always is 4 me how nobody ever can escape the powers of symbolism, and this is Y Gawky and his great numerology system works almost dangerously and frightenly well, and U all know it, I have seen enough 2 know that UR all using it, and i am poroud of all of U. U can hate me but U still take advantage of success, in any form and by any means, that makes U all true cappies, BRAH!!!!!

I had a horrible interaction-nightmare, 5 or 6 nights ago, during an early evening short nap if memory is correctly serving me. I was in a basement bathroom, and somebody thought it very funny, i had just replaced the empty toilet paper roll and they took it away, leaving me stranded and not branded, o nly the kids of my day get what is being said here, how we all loved 2 alter that famous jingle from the Branded TV show, tune, wemember Elmer Fwudd??? These powerful dirt holes despise and detest certain things, as citizenry being in touch with powerful forces/gods that they do not themselves totally have control over. Also, there R so many things that make no sense 2 so many of U, U would think they would want the proof 2 come out that the spirit world is totally real, as this would keep governments and bodies of power structures or "controllers", MUCH SAFER in the long run. But certain ASTRAL-PLANE information is totally guarded, and they themselves R not permitted 2 tell the populations on the mortal world, so when I really go 2 town, they fiucking freak, and this is my only power and weaponry against this kind of wicked total filth, BRO!!!!

ORMITY, on the ASTRAL PLANE has several meanings, and in the Province Olympia or (PO),it stands 4 one meaning, and that is THE RULING PHASE-2 REALITY FAMILIES. Phase-2 is a used concept, it means also in a symally, the spirit world, the Astral Plane, and other things along this exact line, only wordages may differ. The very top or highest of the family rulers R known in several terms as well. Scy or Scynest, pronounced sort of like the New york town called Scanecktity, however it is spelled, I asure U that I do not know. This term stands 4 both FIRSYT, as well as HIGHEST, even THE ORIGINAL. The term of "SCYORMITY is thus equal 2 POWER merged with ABSOLUTE TRUTH, or even unchallenged and intransmutable reality.

I have been told by the KRASSLE's recently, if I do not stop blogging these truths, major things will happen 2 me or even 2 the sun itself that keeps this world warm and alive. U don't fucking scare me, none of U. If U want 2 leave my life alone, I will then stop my blogs, until then, the trip with Dave to the noightclub, where he exited and went in 2C his precious group then in 1986, called, "New Shoes", will B touched on now, just touched on. If Maury ever does say I am right, I am guilty of some horrible crimes, actually all ready I am, but as Rodney Dangerfield may tell me if he were still physical, "That's The Way It Goes", huh, my boy!!!!!!!!????????

Deedee is around lately, today she seems 2 have flown her coop, come back my lovely DEEDEE, I need U. I am so sorry 4 what happened, but tell me one thing, and u can get that across 2 me in some subtle form, I know U can, I know U can do whatever U set your mind 2 do, SSJKK, did U give cuz Dawn that bottle so she could escape the clinic and kidnap me and wreck my life? I forgive U if I did, what i did in New york that night was unforgivable, and Landon would spit in my face if he were there, i know that, sorry wetwear.

I AM BACK, and here, so tell Governor Schwarts Paula 2B CARE-FULL.

E/T.

Which R bigger, splices, or mountains of pens?

This is not some lesson or lecture about squat. I am speaking a few quick things from personal experiences, that's all. First, I know that tis is not something that is simple or that hollywod peeps could ever really make a show about, it eludes them, they could perhaps make a sectional if I am permitted 2 use that term. Never would all the needed nuances B able 2B captured. 4 one example, the fact than when U get switched and spliced, all your personal things normally switch over also, especially when a good memory matches them, but as with al things, occassionaly, SNAFU and screw up things can always go down. Bob Patterson told me a little about this, only hre lied and told me that the city of Camden, in New Jersey, was where all the hub of this nightmare was, he was but half correct my friends and fiends. Indeed. the MADE IN HEAVEN movie, now simply spliced out of existence, shows the place next door 2 the RPL studios, without really showing it of course, U know, Sky and her subtlties thing, oh well, better 2 remain in that mode than 2 anger the world owners and lose a career, she is totally correct here. U go girl!!!!!!

First, I absolutely know, faith has 0-zero-goose-eggs 2 do with this, that i am the true center of the entire thing going on, sounds like delusion of grandeur with a million side psycatic features merged and meshed along inside, only it is not. Paranoia works in this same way. If someone really is out 2 get U, Brendon Donner or not, they R, and even if the paranoia is true, Pavarotti, U go wolf-wolf, it is not being paranoid 2 have this particular belief in the case when it is reality. But this is the game, and just try and get help, as did the fictional character in the L&O TV show, huh Pav, cool Dragnet name alteration, dudes.

If a small amount of joy was permitted 2 enter into my life, the owners of this planet absolutely know, as do I, that the entire world economy and basic structure as we all now know it, would begin collapsing literally overnight. I cannot, nor would I wish 2 ever have the power 2 force, and alter normally existing degrees of free will, from any of U out there, but, I admit 2 sure wishing i could make some of U believe in even the tinyest ways, that all thius is so terrifyingly true and real, after-all, it does effect U and your families, and your entire world and civilizatiun. If I was able in the past 2 have made one of those impicile Phillies managerds take me even 1% seriously, after-all, what could they have lost, things would B beyond what U can imagine in your mightiest Steve Spielberg hopefuls out there, peeps. Let me show U some realy simple quickies here, and U might say it is a lot of bull, that is your bizz.

When I bought my own computer, knew how 2 blog onto word-program, and had several regular blogging sites being posted 2 on a regular basis, it was no time at all, when the world owners said, this cannot B permitted 2 continue, what R we 2 do? Then they worked it out with Dawn at the Rebab Clinic in seacaucus, New Jersey, and the rest is history, and yes, John Judy knows the full story and echos the sentiments of Ron Wirtz, at highest purple and 9 level, a code we shared, sorry Diana, jealousy doesn't become U now, aniwho, he said it means noything 4 me 2 know it. So R the consperacy groups realy so correct about us having so few freedoms here in this great country of the USA? I am no longer so sure. The CJS allows vicous monsters 2 literally prey on innocents, like the Pav-L&O girl, that one pissed me off 2, Lenny, U go BRO!!!!! The minute I was free 2 really start 2 tell my story, totally uninhibited, the plan was set into instantaneous operation. Dawn gets something, we need not explore this, one retraction this week was enough, but it really does make my pathetic imagination go into overdrive and overtime quite quickly, she uses this frag on her body, and suddenly, she is out of the clinic and free. I am taken, out of an abduction case, and that ended my life as I knew it, i have lostr every fucking thing that i owned, the few mother fucking things that were very precioyus and dear 2 me, but then, who gives a mother fucking rats ass, huh? These dirt holes own the world, and fuck me, right?

If I had the time I would realy hget into 2 phase-4 characters with all of U right now, Professor Teddy Jackson of the Florida State University from 1979, as well as Mister marvelous, Shorty MacInvondi. Both R of the same timing circa, BRAH!!!!

Since I only have time 2 harp a quick bit on the night B4 my mom was murdered, let us all move back into early March in the Marola oh-oh year, K John King all mighty, and daut????????? I received a threatening phone call, the skies were horrible, and the night was not good 2 put it as politely as a Patterson Ugly-Eel, or a PEL as it now will perhaps B referred 2 in all future bloggings. My caller ID showed that another call came in, and it was from a residence not local, and the last name was Braxton. Remember how Paula Uwich had recently told me in the autumn of '96 that Toni was connected into all of this somehow and that my Sarah was in prison. I can relate 2 trhis 2 different ways, the prison part after the King capture, and total commandeering of my life in August oh-eight, and then "other" school that was lost and then found, no one would ever tell me things that I desperately was sreeking 2 know about, like it was all funny or something, and my own ,mother was in on it and kept a horrible nightmare secret from me that goes beyond unforgivable. U know who else had 2B in on so much, would B the Camden County Coronor's Office, the county 911system, and an inspector at Assets Protection where i shortly after moms murder, came 2B employed through the clever dealings of the mighty forces of the mighty MO. This dude had a very powerful and quite interestingly coincidental name, Martier. He was a fascinating dude, and got a man named Tom Carpenter employed at the same weekend site they had put me on in early 2003, out at County Line Road and route 309 in Pency. If this had never happened, ponly one karaokey version would have been sent down years after the original master, of RGG, 2 the C office, on October 31 of oh-seven. This other version was done because he relieved me early and I had 2 stop recording the original one that the original title name of the song was still slkightly audible on. This caused me bigtime problems, that and my copyrighting, SHE'S SS, these 2 things together started the total demise of my life in this century.

As 4 the psychic PU, she told me many things, but many peeps were all part of changing things around me, bigger than any of U can know right now, i have a boss UC, thanks 2 Dawn and her excape from Rehab, her legal excape remember. It is named TIME, some call it Chronus, Mormacuriel, and others, but names R meaningness, huh Roseann shakespeare.

End Transmission, BRA, I AM HERE AND BACK, SIR ARNIE!!!!!!!! C-1988. Prophet of everything, or what sir??????

photobuckets, hackers, treasure coasts, and pens of mountains

mornin' 2 y'all, another day in Port Pierce, Forida, here in Saint Lucie County, USAESMWG, and yesterday was rainy and beautiful until it began clearing up around 4ish or so in the later afternoon, anfd thenb along came webster, U, the 657-Blues, and moist of all, the vicous chemtrails. That nasty poisoning attack, that really hit me back on last friday, and included in this one was the "TOOTHACHE-MAJOR-BUTTON", which totally mother fucked up my upper right side tooth that they have on their remote control pain system, poor old tim McVeigh, yes, POOR-OLD, Tim, he absolutely knew this was all not only possible but actually going down with him. I do not excuse murder, but HE was no murderer, still, was it a microchip as he believed and told the woreld outright while they laughed at him and yelled, EXECUTE THE BASTARD, 4 the Oklahoma cith Government building bombing, but he was definitely being manipulated by controlling exploratrons. So HOW indeed, can IB so damn sure of my facts, huh Mister TD McCoy? Well, how can U scoff and mock so many people who will swear it is all true and going on around them, SIR??????

When I went 2 print out my blog ffrom yesterday here at the library, they hacked me, and fucked with me again. Then a while later, the weather cleared, and right away, BOOM, the chemtrail assault began. Let me get into a few specific issues with y'all here right now, starting with the splice and reediting of reality, and just who really would have such power and or ability 2 in fact accomplish all of this and pull it all off.

Let us commence with the BAY OF PIGS issue when President John Kennedy was in charge of things in the early sixties, and thgen we can move it alo ng closer in time 2 our present point in this silly human world human illusion and maya. I speak of 911 deal, and not Shatners great rescue show that seemed 2 in some way give 'someone' ideas, B careful of this always lads and lassies, things, all things, give "THEM" ideas, they R hurting 4 good fresah ideas, such as the entire music world 4 one quick example. All the great original chords and ways 2 put the best sounding basic musical connections all together were all used up long ago by the great masters, the telephone repairman being only one example cited, but since the 'dream' was of him, I therefore discussed him on the other blog. Now all that can ever B left in the world of music untilo the next ICP (Ice-Cycle-Period), these Mayan White calendars R secret and nonbloggable times C squared, if anything ever is, TAWF would anhalate me if I should tell more details bout this today. All I am saying here now is that we indeed can vary and scramble literally and virtually endless combinations of these basic first discovered great artforms all previously accomplished by the greatest masters on this planet a very long time back in history, rearranged and changed beats of the drums, instrumental scramblings of musical arrangements, styles of music, notes altered in basic existing bars, this will not wear out in 10 thousand years, and then the entire thing can repeat al over again if th ice age does not kill the cycle of man's civilization, but either or, whichever should B destined 2 arrive first. Still, me ol pirate pernt, is this: First, I did not steal anything from Teleman, nor did Diana in her human form steal 2 create another Einstein related musical project, my arrangement written in 1981 around a song I wrote in 1969Things must B nearly perfect duplications 2 now B considered by recognized musicologists, an "INFRINGEMENT". As 4 the Bay of Bigs debacle, this world ended, and the peeps behind area 51 and so much other so called mysterious junk the world over, knoew all of this. Reality itself is like an old analogue spliced tape, it can B and is being on a continual basis when trhe need arises and it does, and it CAN B destroyed entirely, rewound back a few clicks and bounces, and trhen respliced together as though nothing ever had gone totally into the dragons mouth 2 begin with. The second deal is 911, and this is a still very hot, and way 2 dangerous topic 2 really tell all that i wanna tell, there is so fucking much, and U won't B getting the full story any other spot on this entire internet. LSS, or Long-Story-Short, the world did not have a small thing happen in washington, DC and New York, and by coincidence,these 2 cities in particular, and TAWF knows this all 2 well. Also, the plane downed in Pency, was destined 4 Atlantic city, major TAWF connection is here, but 4 reasons none of U have the tinyest clue over.

The same reasons connect YI wrote certain songs, was destined 2 do all the things that I did, using the Copyright Office as sort of a time capsule being the hugest thing, and on and on. Even the legal age 4 sexual female consent in one of these 2'areas', and 51 has only a little 2 do with this, and very indirectly.

The Olympian idea is close but not exact, but since it is not certified Mountainpen and crazy me saying and creating it so 2 speak, but is a recognoized movie about a famout early 70's runner, U all need 2 buy or get this movie, something about NO LIMITS, I will give U the title accurately on a folllowiung blog, noyt today, the title name escapes me, u know- Pawm-Pie-Ettos-E4. They know there is a goal and agenda behind these GAMES, in the case known 2 the mortal world, it is 2 replace hatred and war,m at least tremporarloy with games and peace, where opposing men put down their arms and suspend fighting so as 2 participate in these great Olympian festivities that predate the times that my ansestor walkked along the shores of galilee doing more than extending his arms and thinking about moving forward. 911 ended the world again, roughly 40 years after the PIGS DEAL and KENNEDY. But again, it was fixed, replaced, repaired, SPLICED BACK TOGETHER. What i have time now 2 say is only this, a lot more is coming, stuff yhATR MANY WILL b SHOCKED INTO A NUNNERY OVER, IT IS ALL COMING OUT, b CAREFUL pAULA, but I must post up or I will lose out, library time is very deal, but that situation has also been spliced, there is so much 2 tell, tight down 2 the hugcon job ever pulled, and how I fit into it, and I never am nor was i a crook, Dick Nixon.
IWALU Sarah Jacobson, tell WH her version of your mighty vibratory combo, stinks, and she needs 2 stop the damn coke, like 20 years ago, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am HERE, not back, Governor Schwartz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! End Transmission: