Saturday, June 28, 2008

Exiting The Disability System

EXITING THE DISABILITY SYSTEM
Blog-Book--TEOHIV/TIMCAM
Continuing from Morianity Project-
TAPED-AUDIO-VERSION OF 1995
Datfile--062808.400.55, start tran:

So what is it all about there Althea? Y am I sitting here pecking away at little square black keys so often, and what really is the big picture code for the combinations of these keys that my fingers have been striking 4 going on 3 years now? The eighth dimension in and by itself created an answer to this but not many hearing it will like the answer, as it goes, “the answer is that there isn’t any answer”. I am leaving my job, it is a foregone conclusion that if I remain, a total disaster from it is imminent. U cannot turn this death clock back, in circumstances, and U know with full certainty, when a situation reaches this point of no return. Ann will be my bodyguard/witness/whatever, and I will begin playing roulette again, and if we R fucked with illegally, and our rights get violated in any way, we will represent ourselves and take it straight 2 Atlantic County Superior Court. Once upon a time, having a fool 4 a client and a jackass 4 an attorney should someone opt 2 do this, was 100% the truth, but no more. Most lawyers R basically totally worthless, it is all a totally fixed system, and only a person who has been harmed that indeed can show laws broken that caused this harm to occur, with non faked tearing up eyes, calmly and clearly telling the story to a jury, as once I did talk to a grand jury, and indeed get a miserable prick by the name of Mark Morini indicted. No do not confuse him with my 1977 encounter with a Mark Moroni, and the same Moroni that visited Joseph Smith, as well as came back into this or now should I say past century, to sell me a Cadillac automobile, a 1968 Bonneville in fairly nice condition 4 being 9 years running and averaging just over 10,000 annual miles. I have met some great Mormons, the name comes from this entity that makes appearances and even decides 2 stay on this mortal realm amongst us from time 2 time, 2 accomplish parts of Sarah-Stacey’s very complex and detailed missions that she sends prophets and will-doers on. Oh yes my 1977 trip to Mars, and how my health was adversely effected, the Jim Burr Star Riders, the meeting of Jim at a Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG computer school in ‘73, I mean seriously; where can I even hope 2 begin with my story of the seventies, and how it so perfectly ties in with all of the 60’s, the 80’s, the 90’s, and the now? And then 1972, my better than Moroni visitation from none other than the great All Mighty Jehovah herself, at none other than my school 4 crissake. When I tried getting into my computer this morning, it again was acting weird, seemingly filled with virus hacks and keystroke worms and advanced hi-tek biosing damages and interferences. This will not load right, this pop up screen warns about that, the underlining hyperlinks do not work when U type in a www or a http address as it should and used 2, and I could go on and on like a greedy kid’s letter to Santa. The 8th dimension is above the Lawtron world that makes all of the physical and yes, the astral or lighter body rules that govern the so called mechanics of these realms, permit’s the things such as our gravity and relative time and all of it and much more, to all work perfectly in unison to the whole of all of these laws and systems. When U have a home built, in this example UR obviously wealthy enough 2 have what U and your significant other decide that U want it 3B like as after all it will B U guys living in it, and natch, U want 2B as happy as possible there. So U have it built by the carpenters and electricians and the brick-men and all of the other tradesmen that go into the proper construction and completion on your future residence. Now after it is fully completed, do U not normally then move into it and start your life there? Well this same principle applies to the Lawtrons of the 7th dimension. They build things in much the same way as they exit out and away from the void infinity from the previous cycle or closed-infinity, and now in a reshuffled form, decide 2 build and make their new world so 2 speak, and then of course, begin living in it as Lawtron-counterparts, SOULS. The 8th dimension however is the world of the endless chaining looping re-chaining re-looping, that never starts or stops, and has no higher 9th dimension from which its seemingly smaller interlocked infinity is inside of, hence appearing as I have stated on numerous prior blogging occasions, to have no possible rhyme nor reason 4 ever being there 2 begin with, the ultimate cause of and 4 ADULT-PLAYGROUND-RAGE. As a child, most of us remember either being the son of a bitch in a group of friends, or with a group of friends where one of them kept saying [Y}? to any and every thing that was spoken to him or her, and this went on and on until cursing started, or fists started flying around. It really did and still does piss people off. The person doing it knows this very well, and is definitely trying 2 start the fight. Now I call Adult-Playground-Rage or APR, and not what U pay in interest rates 4 loans, the same basic thing coming from none other than the very same origin of circumstance. U can ask good solid legitimate questions of what life and us all R about and Y we all R here and what the devil is going on, and if done in a group that perhaps R not friends, the smallest issues that may exist within anyone in the group will quickly come out like a thrown hand grenade when someone keeps doing nothing except saying after each next answer-step, “Y”. Well I need 2 get home and prepare dinner 4 hubby, he works tonight, Y, well he needs 2 work, we have a kid about 2 enter college without any scholarship, Y, well he was just under the scores and could not quite qualify 4 one, Y, look I really do have to get home now, Y, ‘cause I do, Y, we all have ‘played’ or done this, and it can get noses 2 bleed and teeth to exit mouths a bit painfully should someone in the group have a temper. The topic of the 8th dimension will really set this rage off easily, as the answer is that there isn’t any answer, things just loop and chain and loop and chain, it never started and it never will stop, well, not quite. There is a hyper-horizon out of this and into the 9th dimension, and it is time I get into it, as SSJKK told me just yesterday in a major trance-dream 2 do just this, after revealing it 2 me in her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, mortal world word, HEAVEN. This is not a reality that any human mind as advanced or enlightened as it may ever B, can grasp hold of very well, but let us make the attempt, and knock wood for positive cosmic interaction agreement, [luck]. There is no solid or shadow and there R no atoms or anything that exist in much lower dimensionality. It is a place created by the 6th or the THOUGHT dimension, sort of like your fishing cabin. U need 2 get away from your medical or law practice, and even the wife and kids 4 say 3 days and nights, and so U sneak up to your very private cabin up on Trophy Wife Trout Lane #5, in Beaver Falls, Montana. Well, the mind in its true form exists as a realm, a dimension all its own, I have experienced it in deep trance, and call it the ELEVATOR-ROOM, it is the wildest ride you will ever take, and takes the cake and the frosting right off the 2031 completed Wildwood ride 2B called the MILE-HIGHER-COASTER. I will not use words like concepts or ideas even though I fully know all so well that this would better help any blogging-audience 2 relate, but I am still calling the spade a spade, and am insisting on using the term “notbuts” implying the epitome of ambivalence, and intentionally being done so by this author as it fits my attempts 2 further elaborate upon this lengthy and intricate point, in the long run, more successfully, with readers of this by your standards, very strange and outlandish material. The “NOT” implies no or negative, as well as the total absolute concentric to the “BUT” The but also works this same way only in reverse. No I cannot do this, but I do wonder if I should not just make the feeble attempt? This sentence implies that a madman of sorts is having a self-conversation endlessly, somewhere, and eventually deciding based on his or her, conclusions after a long mulling over period is finished, that a decision whether randomly decided or reasoned out, is indeed chosen, and now, as with any decision made by any entity on any realm, action is taken based on this very decision. This action however is not quite like mortal word verb-actions such as running, jumping, killing, kissing, U get the point, but it is action, in fact it is the ultimate and most powerful action that ever can take place within 9 dimensions that we so far have discussed on Morianity. Here, at this realm of dimension #9, not so much balances R assigned, this is the job of Lawtronics, 2 dimensions beneath here, the Lawtrons, but where to throw the good and the bad, speaking mortally down in 3 dimensions naturally, where we all R, me as I pen this, and U as and if UR reading this, but what is being thrown? Realities that translate to energy or power divided by time which is the physics definition of true energy when needed 2B measured, and these ‘thrown-realities’ R thrown in a similar way 2 a bunch of say ‘Dodge ball’ players in a gym-room right here on the MW at your local health club or YM/W/CA, etcetera. There R countless throwers of the balls, and if U get hit with one that the energy 4 whatever reason interacts well with the one that is thrown at, U get a Donald Trump or a Bill Gates, or whatever. If on the other hand, the ball has the energy type that doesn’t interact well with U, U then get a poor whittle Mountainpen me situation, and just as I pen this C how this connects and verified my very words, as a very nasty MILITUFORCE controlled by the evil MILLIONTH COUNCIL air vessel, some type of evil military loud chopper, just took the took off of my residence and violated me and my civil rights, American Civil Liberties Union, but C how all of this verifies my story and totally proves my point, that is if U have a quarter of a brain left. I was in the 9th dimension when I lost awareness 4 a short few minpers last night at work. Mariah took me there and the winds were blowing harder than ever through the open windows and again causing the doors 2 slam in-between many of the large medical type of rooms that this strange building contained. The wind grew stronger as more time appeared 2 pass by, but the lady was not at the desk who told me to quit slamming the doors, and was nowhere 2B found, nor were the driver or the dude she calls the shellfish. Mariah took my hand and let me outside and we walked all around and the wind seemed 2 follow her, and even started 2 whistle her name, it was creepy and awesome at the same time. Then we reentered the med-building and the wind seemed to die down almost 2 a stop and she took me into a room with light brown carpets and bright red chairs. She told me that life is not always peaches and cream, or the astral translation, jelly and jam. Then she reviewed my 1970’s life with me and told me to mention the eclipse and Sunram, my boat that never got built. She told me that this building is the building that is one and the same with Krassleville’s Municipal Building where her father is the Lord-Mayor, the Great Mighty Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious Krassle. Her mom has my book of the Beach that I wrote like a journal-diary in the 19 day stay in 1970 in June/July, my compatibility months of the warm season. After Russell Thaxton burned it up on the Mortal World in December of 1969, the energy reality of my words were transmitted instantly to the Krassleville Municipal Hall Library, to the right of the building after walking into the front doors and moving forward. The book is red and white, Mariena-Carlittia’s favorite two color-combination. Also she said to talk more about 1975 when I was beat up in Atlantic City by those 2 huge muscle boy lifeguard mascots. Then in 1877 I first had my interactions with Gawky Gaukauk B4 more than 3 years later in ‘80 he gave me the lottery number to play, only I played it not in a box and in the wrong state, I never crossed over my bridge to Pe3nnsylvania 2 purchase the DIE-tickets straight-boxed in the state where Gawky picks them in, 4 whatever reason, hay I just report the news accurately and truthfully, all the Y’s and what’s I do not claim 2 have for a second!!!! The 9th-D she told me is Y she chose 2 come right back 2 me after July 12 in 1`970, even Y she went back a short ways in time, exactly 107 days to the 27th of March and that her name number or NN107 was the sign that verifies her telling me this and should allay any doubts that I may incur at weak moments. I laughed as she looked at me kind of mad, and I said 2 her, “sorry my queen but your math is off, your NN is 102”. She responded with she rules and is totally all mighty and knows much more about Gawky than I ever will, and about Gawnum as well. She went on to say that,” I know my NN is 102 and not 107, but what is 102 when U add the 3 digits of my PCN, {private-code-number} yeah That-Boy, what is it? Right away it hit me like Diana from the skies, as her PCN is 231, and 2+3+1 is 6 and 6 added to 102 is 108, and again I burst out laughing and said, “ Mariah my great Queen, now it is still off, it is 107 days that U went back and then came 2 me on the MW from there”. Then she blurted out, “ My math, where did U leave your math at, your first grade desk? April 26 is 30 days from March 27. May 26 is 30 days from April 26. June 25 is 30 days from April 26. Now isn’t 30 and 30 and 30 ninety”? I replied yes great lovely queen, and fell onto my knees B4 her. Then she asked me to count the days from March 27 through March 31, and I quickly did and said 4. Then she said OK, that is 94, so now add the 12 days of July to the 94, and what do U get left with, That-Boy“? I remained on my knees, I thought I was so smart and knew that 107 days was the amount of days between July 12th and March 27th, only she was right, and I was totally wrong. It is not 107, but that so confusing total that we all R guilty of getting confused with from time 2 time. She was referring 2 the reality that counting her re-birth up through her final night with me on the Atlantic City Public Transit bus on the night of 12 July in 1970 around 10PM, is 108 total days, just as if I say to someone there is a four dale sale on bottled water at the ACME grocery store, going from the 20th through the 23rd, and subtracting 20 from 23, U quickly could mistakenly find yourself arguing that it’s only a 3 dale sale, after-all 23 minus 20 is not 4, it is 3, yet count the days and it is 4, the 20th, the 21st, the 22nd, and the 23rd, 4 days of the water sale. She, as always was totally correct, SHEW RULES THIS EMPIRE, SHE ALWAYS DID AND ALWAYS WILL. Nobody better ever get in her way, she is the most powerful mighty being in all of this entire MULTIVERSE, and if I ever can do anything 4U, just tell your Yancy in a dream and it will B done, no questions asked, my beautiful QUEEN, SSJKK.

Well Mayor Levy’s great OLOBOLOB, used and applied the correct way, has made me between 40 and 350 dollars on the past eight days I have home-played it, and that is only on level 1-Beginners level, there is 2 and 3, intermediate and advanced. Advanced triples the amounts. Ann will bodyguard me and in time play it at her own wheel and I’ll bodyguard her. Playing and replaying all the old games, with the methods that the mayor showed me when he appeared in my interaction or U would say ‘dream’, originally, I re-worked out the systems, and would have nearly twice the dollar amount as I had on paper B4, plus it never crashed, it loses yes, but wins a lot more. Who needs this fucking aggravating crummy job when the casinos R right down there and ripe 4 the plucking, BWABY-WUV ELMER FUDD???????

This is a sworn legal document. All persons ever accused of my murder R guilty of my murder, and the murder of my mother, David Roth, and his mother. World Court Tribunal at The Hague, this is all future court testimony and trial-evidence. Copyrighted Michael Wayne Mountainpen-2008.

Google and Swis and World Labs and Void Infinity, this is sworn voluntarily as an accurate and totally true legal binding statement. I may have to go back to full time work and get off of disability unless my roulette playing can resume where it was in 1986. My credibility will B better as well as a non-certified Looney-case.
END TRAN: PS, Queen M, IWALU. Just B happy and safe, that is all I want.

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