TEOHIV, datfile XL

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
021508.480.95, CHAPTER BLOG [CB] #27
DATE AND TIME FILE XL BEGINS TRANSMISSION:

We are now approaching the end of this blog title, it will stop at CB-30 which will also be date and time file XLIII. Remember again that before datfile I, was datfile minus I, -II, -III,-IV, and so forth. I fell under a very bad chem trail siege and attack yesterday, it is not that bad yet today, but will be later on unless it rains. Every time the lunar phasing is in the larger half of its cycle, the chem trails are always worse, with clockwork dependability, I have spoken this over and over, at least where I am working or living or driving, wherever I happen to be so that they can attack me. Every day this week has been super botbar and super off of dials hell for me, with high Milituforce Otammism. These words stand for MILITARY-UFO-FORCE, and ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. Not only do I have to endure all manner of sieges and attacks, but miserable days and nights at work as well as during all of my times off, there never is a moment of any happiness or relief from this total Dogtown. If I were to have any ten people in the world with me, it matters nothing that they may be, ranging from homeless persons to the wealthy, and we constantly could be in a laboratory taking controlled luck tests, the other nine averaged together verses my scores, would always show my scores trailing and lower than theirs. This can be proven, I know it is true, and I am powerless to make a blind world believe me. If those closest to me will not see and believe, how can I expect this of the strangers of the world whom I do not know?

Every event is a cosmic number. You see it as an isolated simple event, it is not, it is a cosmic type of numeration, with all of the entire cosmic in a perpetual attempt to solve it s own numeric cosmic equation, I call this its NCE. This NCE is why certain truths/realities work as they do, put parochially. If things were isolated, you for example could borrow $3500 and take it to a casino and buy 35 black playing chips valued at $100 each, a randomly place these chips on every number on the layout except for three of them, changing these 3-NOT PLAYED numbers each time, and you would have a 35 out of 38 chance to win $100 every time, and in fact this is what you do have, a 35:38 chance to win this hundred bucks each time, great odds by anyone’s way of looking at it. By doing this at one casino each hour going to ten casinos, you have with each bet, a 35:38 chance to win; hence after this ‘ten casino’, one bet at each method, your take is now a grand. So 5 days a week, here is $5,000.00 of free money for walking around having a blast. Seems real dynacool as they say in the forties, but here is the problem: It won’t work. Every event is in perfect memory and parallel event with every other event, and all though these lines of cosmic equalization force appear indeed to be totally invisible to the human sensory systems, it is very real, and will prevent you from accomplishing this lofty goal. If 5 people all sit down at many different tables, and then all join up at the same table to play, each one will have parallel events that will be directly responsible for bringing certain grouping of number outcomes to pop up, and the interrelationship to this small part of NCE then comes into play with the precision of a fine time piece. This is why if a roulette player for example, goes to hundreds or thousands of different tables, the same thing will happen to her or him that would occur if instead, only one table had been used for this player’s entire life of play, and that is this: Roughly at the end of every 38,000 total spins that the player experienced through interaction at the one or the many tables, basically 1,000 of all of roulette’s 38 numbers will comes out, and this will continue to happen endlessly each and every grouping of 38,000 interacted plays. So, some reading this might say that this cannot be, because it proves that a piece of wood and a little non-magnetic silver ball has some type of memory. WRONG. The memory exists in and only in and throughout the NCE. But naturally, we all know that they simply do not, but the entire cosmos, including you, all other games, all other players, all of these 38 numbers, and all of life throughout all of the fifth dimensional hyperspace, indeed do interact together in some unfathomably complex attempt at solving a cosmic equation. To prove that this is true and real, keep track starting at any time of all of YOUR numbers, or the ones that pop up at any of the wheels that you are standing at and watching or playing. Then after about 1000 outcomes or so, randomly choose a group of say, 4 numbers, such as 5, 12, single zero, and 33. Whenever these 4 numbers pop up, it counts as a hit, and you keep track of how many hits you get, multiply this number amount of hits by the number of 100, and then divide this total product by the amount of your TOTAL SPINS from not just the current game being played, but ALL GAMES, an ALL-GASME-TOTAL-SPIN, and the quotient solution number is then plotted on graph paper, between any sort of numbers that you wish to assign that reflects the movement in a range. The dots will be plotted, so then connect these dots with a marker or pen or pencil, and see how they move up and down within a range, in the long run play of your game, and how there is no effect at all with this, whether in fact you remain forever at one single table, or play at tables all over the world from Vegas to Monte Carlo, to Atlantic City. It is because of this same NCE reality that your odds of 35:38 as discussed by placing a bet on every part of the layout except for missing three numbers chosen randomly, catch up with you to indeed defeat you. Anything that you do, say to keep it much simpler, using 50/50 chance odds, if you do anty two 50/50 chance things, your advanced chance calculated odds are doubled to win or lose on both, such as to win one 50/50 chance, it is indeed a 50/50 chance, but to win a second one that day, as well, is now a 25% or a one in four chance to win, and it is a one in 8 chance to win three of them, and to win all 4 of them is a 1:16 odds chance. Now this can mean standing and making 4 bets back to back all on RED for example, or going game to game table to table, casino t5o casino, at in the gambling day, it is all part of a numeric cosmic equation, or a NCE. A math and stats professor may use entirely different lingo to express to a class of students this very same principle, but a rose is a rose Shakespeare, and this is total truth.

The complexity is an entirely new and added dimension when you come to see the reality that directionality of events is a hyperspace built in balancing factor, and in any long run, is totally a meaningless thing. When I fall under death siege for example, is it the stock market being on a super bullish-up-roll, and the Phillies on a dead losers roll or the Flyers on a huge winning streak, that is causing this to happen, or is it simply that these things happen in a preponderance, and then as a result, the parallel event of the siege then comes to strike me. Is the chicken first, or is it the egg? In truth or infinity, they simply exist together as oneness, but in the dream-downs of space-time continuum mortal worlds, we mortals seem to find no comfort without one being the causer of the other, while that other is that which is affected by this causer. This is the day-and-night humongous forever difference that lies forever between the famous CAUSE AND EFFECT, and PARALLEL EVENT. In PE, there is no certainty which of {A} or {B} events is the causer or which is the effected. The other speaks for itself by its own words, CAE. I’ll never know, but I do know that all day yesterday, as is the case every single time that the stinking rotten FLYERS play a hockey game, the sky attack was totally brutal. Then last night shortly into their garbage game, they hit me with their famous, “Let’s give him another of our many thousands of nasty major cramping/diarrhea attacks”. So I went onto the astral plane with a quick trance and took my airship and bombed out their rink where they practice, sending it and them flying into pieces, and this was right after they had scored the last goal that they were going to score on last night’s game, as after this, the Tampa Bay Lightning Team went onto crush these fil5th-turds 5:3. Hay, add one foot and this is lightning’s height when she appears to me astrally as my beautiful baby blond.

Well, I have learned some things from my ancient pal Gawki Gaukauk. It seems that powers much higher in the MILLIONTH COUNCIL than human counterparts of gods and goddesses residing in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, are behind all of my misery. There is more still to be gotten to the bottom of, and is in the works. Sarah, I am so very sorry that I walked away from you in the year 1970. You have totally messed up your life and became nothing at all like you were when you used to smile at me and call me ‘THAT BOY’. I wish only the best for you. You know deep down inside that you always liked me, and the day I mixed up the perfect storm which occurred I believe on October 31, of 1991, with the day that I enjoyed bodysurfing the big waves on the 30th of September of the tear 2,000, remember we saw each other after just mo0re than 30 years. You were sitting in your large white vehicle and your hubby was driving. We were all waiting for the light to change from red to green at the intersection of Pacific Avenues and North Carolina Avenue, you turned right heading southbound on Pacific, while I crossed and went straight ahead to eventually go left and also southbound on Atlantic until my right turn on MLKB, and out to Route 30 westbound and home to Guthrie Shorts 7 acre multi-million dollar property, that I was renting at the time, before the great STUDIO PARK RECORDS and my rotten partner, caused my life to forever alter for the worse, leading to my third of a million dollar personal bankruptcy. I am so sorry that you no longer are the girl I remember big brown haired Sarah, your brother Frank laughs and thinks this is all ridiculous, I know, Gawki told me this, but we know better. I wish you only the best in your mortal life here on this Earth, some day you will know you are indeed the ALL MIGHTY GODDESS SCYLLA, in a true higher reality, where we always share light and love together in your beautiful city. I will cry like a baby for days, and always love you.

The Millionth Council and Apollo-Lucifer ruined the greatest love that was ever meant to happen on this Earth. Anyone who glorifies this SATAN thing as you all perceive it as, let me tell you now, Dogtown is there, and you are there, even while you live and think you are king of fire, people like Trump and Scummer, and all manner of evil living totally blessed and charmed lives, go ahead and disbelieve, kalpas of interaction and Dogtown are one and the same thing for you, so enjoy your short littlie dream down here in the physicality 9o0f hyperspace, you’ll need to cling to these memories as you suffer beyond words could hope to ever express in that terrible place, astrally not a place, a CONDITION-INTERACTION, that can never be dream-shifted away from.

I voluntarily swear under this oath to be speaking truths, there are no omissions and no additions herein, just absolute truths, as best as I am able to recall and express them on this mortal level as me in this current sequence of dreams as Michael Mountainpen. Under penalty of perjury, this is my sworn oath, use it, anybody, Google, or anyone at any time, I do not fear light and truth as evil does.

GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABS OF the 23rd century, and the great Roman-6 or the VOID INFINITY, this is all copyrighted and protected under internet laws regarding intellectual property on blogs, provided these texts, and if the names pertaining to this subject matter includes these: MARK W. MOHR/MICHAEL W. MOUNTAINPEN.

DATFILE 0000000000XL NOW TERMINATES, AND DESISTS ITS TRANSMISSION: I’ll always love my brown eyed girl, and BEG her forgiveness.