Friday, October 31, 2008

THE PERMISSION BARRIER, INTERNET VERSION

“TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995”
(THE PERMISSION BARRIER. INTERNET VERSION)
DATFILE: 103108.666.66-------Beginning Transmission:


Well my loyal Morians and foes of Lessianity, here is a few scoops 4U, and do not get all excited kiddies, no ice cream 4 U today, YAR. 2 DJ’s locker room fyall Mickey-boy, and soap in me eyes 2 boot, so shiver me timbers and go screw yourself, because this is what I think of Diana’s twin brother, game or no game, inhaling deep snorting sound, long deep hock, and expectoration, right in yer dern eye me pirate, right in your dern eye buccaneer. U all know the lady at the door of her home that opened it one day 4 some kids in strange clothes on this same date quite a long time ago, huh? She looked at the kid in the middle of the 3 who was dressed 2 look like a pirate, yet his 2 pals could not afford 2 play Satan’s dress up game. UC the economy was bad and jobs were scarce, it was jolly ol’ England around the time that Charles Dickens had written the Christmas Carol story, and not everyone had the money of Ebenezer Scrooge. So this large tall fat lady looks down and under her spectacles and says to the punky kid pirate, “Yar there me pirate boy, where R your buccaneer’s. The kid was not all that bright and just stared at this menacing huge woman and then suddenly replied B4 running off as fast as his whittle wegs could carry him, Elmer, “Lady, they’re under me buckin’ hat. If I did not make a joke once in a while, this evil bastard Briggbase Lamist Cult would drive so nuts I’d have been long ago institutionally committed, or in prison, or retraced again. I do not know it all, just everything. I have not seen and heard the entire truth, I just know it. Life is a bizarre set of senseless realities, yet we live with them and make gods the hell out of them, and this is one of things that confuses me. I mean really, a turnpike is a long highway where U DO NOT make lots of turns, so what is with the name, and Y do we seem 2 insist on driving on parkways while we park on driveways. Only one out of 4 makes any sense at all, the freeway, hay this is a highway road without a toll taker, this makes sense 2 me, but what is with the other 3, do any of U know? Y can’t people C that our entire weather has been controlled by astral world invaders since 1987? Y do any of U have 1 doubt that my story on these 5 blogs on the website of www.blogger.dom/ is anything but total truth and reality, and Y was I not surprised that the www.blogger.com/ link did not blue underscore as it should have? How can any of U not C that Cranik’s mind control machine is alive and well and living in the Hal Lindsey Earth planet? How can U doubt the power and reality of the ETOSS? The most important part of the last blog, all though I know some of the brighter bulbed Blogaud caught it anyway, but Y did I forget 2 mention the most important point that I was attempting 2 make? This point was when I got on the subject of how THEY hate me anywhere around music and gambling, as they know that these 2 sources R capable, with my talents in mathematics, which is all music and games R based on 4 those who cannot put that simple idea into proper focus, and I was drawing the 2 things together of how they want 2 keep me down and poverty stricken from womb 2 tomb, and they get scared shitless if I so much as get near ANYTHING that could lead me out of this cursed cage that SATAN the puke-head out me into when Herbert Huntington committed a double murder/suicide up in Braintree, Massachusetts in the late fifties and thus passed down this horrendous evil family curse 2 me, the next one in the lineage that was STACEY-DESTINED 2 receive it, BRA!!!!!!! Anyway, the point that THEY managed, or the ‘Lamist-Briggbase-Cult of the Astral Plane’ that is, 2 remove from my prior late morning’s bog, or better said, moUrning’s blog, was how things R always TIT-4-TAT, and yes, I said that, and how I used PARALLEL EVENT 2 make 9200 bucks at the ?Atlantic City casinos in 1986 in my spare time, but what I obviously failed 2 totally ands properly clarify was that after they finally wrecked my life and hence my luck 2 a point where a mere 2.24% player advantage after house vig could no longer ever hope 2 overcome a permanent 10-30% negative luck factor induced by them with this continual constant persecution and harassment, and they used what, that’s WHAT, against me 2 change and forever negatively and adversely effect my luck factor, (MAGNETICS)? Yes, they used PARALLEL EVENT INTENTIONALLY CONTROLLED and this IS what ICPE is, Intentionally Controlled Parallel Event!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I have no desire 2 put the fucking news on and watch another huge 1000 point gain on their fixed Wall Street and its evil, but U know, HA_HA_HAS, I did manage after many years of desperately trying, 2 finally raise and heighten the consciousness and the awareness of the American public about just how evil and corrupt[ Wall Street really is. The Japanese knew this back during the second fucking World War, and tried 2 explain it 2 our captured troops, natch, they weren’ta listnin man. I only learned how evil it was after 1986 and all this hellish nightmare persecution started up against me, an innocent US citizen, all so they could go from a 1400 Dow Jones 2 a 14,000+ Dow Jones, and by the GODS, they did, and they used my blood 2 do it, and U say I am a jerk off 4 calling this system corrupt? When I call this an evil empire, I’m the rotten bastard unpatriotic disloyal traitor citizen, huh? OK, well if that makes me this, then so B it, I am,. And fuck all of U’s!!!!!! Sorry Mariah, they gave me a hellish week, and still, U know I will always love U forever, that will never change my teen-queen. I BEG my lovely Brown-Eyed-Girl 2 please try and understand my plight and my difficulties, I would think that out of everyone anywhere, U would B someone that understands abuses and bad things. This is all I will say, U know that, never give that another thought. I am just so flabbergasted that U have entrusted me with so many of your deepest secrets, I will never betray U or B your shellfish, my love.

END OF THIS TRANSMISSION, AND MONSTROUSSATANIC WEEK, oh well, just look at what trucking butt wipe day this is, and what do U expect when UR a direct RELATIVE 2 a dude who really had a cross 2 bear and CAR-EY.

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