Sunday, February 15, 2009

ATLANTIC CITY AND ME

(ATLANTIC CITY AND ME)
The Epitome Of Harassment, Internet Version
The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL And Me
Morianity-Project-1995 goes on
Datfile: 021509.862.55----START TRAN:


Where 2 begin is usually the main difficulty that I must tackle no matter what subject I decide 2 open up with. B4 we talk about that lovely seashore resort in East New Jersey, let me tell U what is happening 2 me, as if U care, but let me aniwho, MCMCAAONMC. First, I am going into a JENNY-2 situation. Now I feel a little bit like Superman when he flew over 2C Inspector Henderson back in the late fifties out in Cali regarding the capture of the criminal called Louigee. Aniwho, “here’s the situation”. First, Spell-checker Program was no help in the spelling of this crooks’ name. Secondly, Jenny who was the proprietor of the trailer park where I now realize was heaven next 2 living ion this total prison hell and slave-owned lock stock and barrel by THAT-FAMILY. Thirdly I basically went straight 2 my assigned doghouse with this lady 4 asking a simple question, as I was worried that kids were moving into the trailer next 2 mine, and I merely very politely asked 2 know if this was the case, as because it was her grandchildren that were there with their dad who was maintenance and repairing the trailer in-between tenant occupancies, that was forever that. Now I think AKS is about 2 build a doghouse 4 me in the yard here. It seems I have 2 put up with 3 kids always here now, her 2 grandchildren and one of their friends, the entire drug addict family from the Harbor is basically living here now, the kids stay overnight, I have no lock on my door, and I have never had 2 live around kids, not even when I was one, and I made no bones about it in my entire life, that I do not like them. I know we all have 2B kids 4 a while, but that should not force me 32 have 2B around them let alone 2 live with a gang of them all; over all the time. On top of this, yesterday, while I was writing yesterdays’ blog, my upstairs dirt bag neighbors intentionally flooded their bathroom, and now again, my room as a result took a hit, and last night was a real tedious fucking job getting shit in that area of the room moved aside, and a bucked down so I can B water-boarded and enjoy hearing a loud drip, until and if Walter Kelly the great, our maintenance man and good friend of X-Mayor Levy of Atlantic city, decides 2 get around 2 fixing the problem. Judge Raso is a slumlord, and many people know it. If his rivals in local government ever looked into it, he would B in some real serious trouble, B this Berryville and the Blueberry global capitol, or not, BR!!!!!! When I tried paying my bill last night by telephone, a land line, and the line comes in and they fucking know it all 2 well, right where the leak comes through from their miserable rotten stinking upstairs bathroom. Every month, they R going 2 leave, I stop listening 2 the bull shit, after U keep bull fucking shitting me long enough I just shake my head and go yeah, yeah, yeah, ok, whatever. No son of a fucking bitch is gonna make a total fool out of me. Not if they don’t wanna get transpower. Aniwho, I politely mentioned a few things and simply asked what was going on, but people R not dumb and I have learned this, they pick up on your fucking vibes and U cannot hide or fake your feelings, well tough shit, as I did not sign on 2 live here in a crowded little space filled with druggies, and cursing, and smoking, and drinking, and rumor has it that things worse than this of an incestral nature go on, hay this is THAT FAMILY of 1970, what do U wanna hear from me, I don’t create the fucking news lads and lassies, I report it, so pweeeeeze do not shoot the messenger, Brad, thank-U!!!!!! They dominate, and it is not there way or the highway. It is there way or I will B taken out and berried in the Pine Barrens. There is no way 2 prove the hell I’m in and no one wants 2 help get me out of it, that is YI say that TV is total fiction, just like Molly and B-Frenz, the Law And Order episode that aired Wednesday night, only I was fucked out of my L&O night as KING QUEEN Dawn or cuz-6 wanted and demanded 2 use my equipment 2 tape a stupid garbage Mexican football game on the Telemundo network 4 hubby Chicky, here I am a legal US citizen and working hard and disabled on top of all of this, and these welfare rats and illegal’s R wiping out my life, and not one person is seriously interested in stopping this from going on. I do not ask anyone 2 have anyone bumped off as in the L&O episode, just 4 some legal help from a cop or a government official, but no, when I tried 2 escape, who was believed and who got sent back to this house, me? I never remember signing away any of my legal rights 2 this filthy fucking family of horrors. They force me 2 put my name 2 all sorts of things, so they can get titles on cars, prove that Drunk Dawn attends her 12-step AA meetings that she does not, and get wireless phone service from my Verizon carrier. Oh they pay the bills, as they know I am on a totally fixed income, and if they don’t, no one can B forced 2 keep up[ their service, but without me 2 endlessly use and abuse, these in great welfare rats would B living where they should B, in shit. Wow we R weelwee covering the freaking alphabet here, AA, BB, CC, DD, EEEEEEERIE, is it not, cold lakes not withstanding, huh Elmer Wabbit Fwudd???????????? Well if X-Mayor Levy’s pal Walter who had his “Purple Magic” product advertised on QVC or was going 2, I think he decided he did not like the price split with them and went elsewhere, but of he ever leaves the bar and his pal, and comes and does some repairs here at slumlord Honorable Raso’s house of TAWF horrors, maybe I can get my bedroom back 2 looking and being a quarter fucking decent again, BRA!!!!!!!!!!

Friday was a monster fucking terrible day with giant sluts all over everywhere, and all week, these diseased flirty filthy girls in general of all heights were extremely flirtatious, Wednesday was hell and so was Friday, always glad 2 get February 14th ADEGET over with. At least men R dogs and animals and admit it. The world knows what men want, and all the time, and from any woman willing 2 give it up, whereas women R more like the real animal world kingdom, in that setting and atmosphere is so important 2 these romantic entities. This world never will convonce me it is advanced. Not as long as people make a big deal out of skin color, peoples belief systems, heritages, and lose these stupid ass sex hang ups. Sex is just a normal natural thing like taking a shit or breathing, living or dying, and people have blown all this up into a lot of fantasy and ridiculous totally absurd nonsense and horse shit. Everyone should B able of course 2 refuse, that is free choice, but all, t his making such a big deal out of all of this shows me that mankind himself as advanced not one iota from where we were when the fucking wheel was invented. Go ahead, tell me I am wrong, but convince me, show me in a good argument, otherwise, I will read only 2 where U start getting stupid with me, and boom, off I’ll go. I don’t need bull shit, and only the great Diana can say it so great, while remaining clean mouthed about it, and the examiners have this freaking tape as well, down in the land of gas-me-13,BR!!!!!!!!! Yeah, they TELL us on NOVA that THEY or the No such Agency has no way 2 make projections out of mountains of data, OK, that would B a bit easier a lie 4 me 2 swallow, if I had not been CO-2 poisoned in my own home in 1983, not quite 3 years after LOIS FOCA was written. Sorry, no songs R composed, U should all know that, When we think we R composing a song, we R really retrieving its astral reality, and the song resulting here on this Physical Plane, is then the counterpart 2 that ASTRAL-ENERGY that always has been there and always will B there, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Do U really think that SHE knew and figured out in the nineties, me and us, and the song, gimme a break? This is all ES, and U cannot cross down into 3-D matter worlds from hyperspace, without also crossing through the motion dimension, D-4, TIME. This creates the illusion that some of us R really secret time travelers, there is no such thing, it is all fucklng total bull shit, but the illusion is great, just like all the tricks and Vegas Acts from Blaine and Copperfield, if the shows were not great Vegas ands their top casinos would not pay these fantastic magicians 2 come and do these things 2 their spellbound audiences. But, IT IS ALL JUST A BIG TRICK. I can live with AKS being pissed, this will work in my favor, Dawn only wants me hear 42 reasons, I am her slave and chuffer, as well as company 4 her mom. Diana reminds me in her mighty 1984 island song, that nothing lasts forever, not even the grip and effects of evil TAWF. If I am wrong and SSJKK here now, did remember all of this, then let us examine the hyperspace effect, and I’m gonna get a super ass kicking when I lose my waking world awareness soon 4 saying all this but here goes. First I need 2 quickly address my typo fuck up on my prior Saturday yesterday blog, I meant 2 say, 4-D time, and 5-D hyperspace, and the 4 came out both times, after-all these keys R right next 2 each other on the keyboard, like DERR!!!!! The smarted Blogaud knew and figured that out, but how much is getting through on all of this. Well if U can doubt exploratronic-supermind and how we all pass through this everlasting cycle, after knowing the details of the Lois Foca story, and then listening 2 MC, well I need not go on. There is no way she could have had physical plane conscious waking memories of all of this, even I did not put most of this together until quite recently and no way in the last century. This is when I had just began my quest 2 locate the All mighty or SSJKK. I got as far as a branch of the mighty THAT-FAMILY, KING-CALLIO-MC-GUIRE, with the focus mostly on CALLIO, Sarah, Frank, and Victoria. Remember that Victoria was mad as hot sheets 4 me in July of 1970, when I was staying at molester Tim Reale’s house that now is all part of the waterworks, and is connected into and with the great CALLIO WATER SYSTEM, go to www.acmua.com/ Peering into HS, (hyper-space) is not easy. U cannot use any known delay fields, this is not an altering of normal motion references or time, time ins the illusion of a spatial relationship, and that is all it is. U need use the mightiest power and gift if UR one able 2 consciously tune into the phase 4 as R the BRIGGERS and their Earthly established Los Angeles Cults, U would call, the industry of entertainment or Hollywood, I simply use the letters, EW, throughout my blogging texts. U can focus on certain possibilities, just as the Gasme’s faction of the NSA did, and whether U use remote viewists as they did and do, or let yourself merely naturally [dream-travel], a term that the religion of the Light and Sound or ‘ECKANKAR’ claims 2 own, so who is 2 argue with them on that, so I will merely borrow it, but in most cases, we forget most of this scrambled up stuff when we refocus on this part of our normal waking hyperspace again or U may C it as waking up from our dreams, but it is the very same thing, and since U cannot depend on a clear dream view, U simply use your own imagination. Did U ever sit down in quiet and alone without distractions, and take any part of your life, and then alter it in your mind as happening differently? Well, UR not capable of imagining or making up or composing or creating anything, U were merely tuning into a hyperspace energy alternate interaction, that is no less or no more real than the very interaction UR in right there while performing this little thought exercise. It is blatantly obvious how react 2 things, women especially, I have been scared of them all of my life. They R the most dangerous of the human species, and I have a diagnosable psychological fear of them. When I was a small child, a girl my age ran up 2 me and my mom said I turned and ran away faster than an Olympic sprinter athlete, and this is how it has gone with me ever since. There is no altering who we R, U all R kidding yourselves. Wanna get your heart broken, and especially U Twinbay sleaze? Glass half empty my ass, I am a realist and a knowledgeable just not degreed statistician, BRO!!!!!! 95% of all persons with a serious desire 2 make a change in life, 2 lose weight, 2 stop smoking or drinking, 2 amass more financial wealth and security, U name it BR, WILL FAIL, or succeed a while, and then do an Oprah and fuck it up over and over, tasking it off and looking so um-um good Campbell’s, just 2 get fat and ugly all over again, she knows I am just being a truth telling realest and sparing nobody’s feelings, nobody is fucking sparing fucking mine baby love!!!!!!!! There is no way I can ever get over my terror of women, if I had a chance it was gone after last late August when THAT FAMILY entombed and imprisoned me here in this dungeon of 6-9 rooms that all go into each other with doors slamming and winds blowing, and a huge sign over the door that says, “READ MOUNTAINPEN’S BLOG OF JUNE 21, 2008, ON BLOGGER DOT COM”. So anyway, if MC had remembered me, and us in Sahasra Dal Kanwal, and taken 4 trains 2 get to 1802 Robin Hill, back then it was not 3, as the PATCO SPEEDLINE did not go past 16th Street, and now does connect into the 30th Street Station 4 connection with the Grand Central Manhattan system, but if she had come over and knocked at the door, I would have been polite, and walked out into the hallway where I would have assured her that she most likely was in need of a counselor, and that things like this could not B. This is Y in most parts of the hyperspace, she had the good sense at ten 2 just give me the interaction of LOIS FOCA, and it then went on 2 take me nightmares and tears Kal/Callio years later, 2 put it together in middle oh-eight. But shortly after this, when I was down the courtyard in a totally different apartment in the same complex, and 11 years in negative space, Mayor Levy’s wife’s sister if I have my trees and memories serving me correctly today, indeed did knock on my door. She resided at the caddy corner downstairs and across apartment from me at 1102, she was 1103 I believe, and drove an expensive silver Lexus or some other brand spanking new high end luxury automobile. She insisted on telling me something and I refused 2 even open the door. Later I learned from her daughter on the beach and she had her little toddler daughter with her, and while we all were wading around in the shallows, she told me just a few little things without ever even speaking 2 me directly, but I was not born on yesterdays Turnip truck Arthur Branch, sir. THAT-FAMILY will never leave me alone, never. I know this. I am contemplating some new ideas 4 committing suicide. Also, I have come up with a dynamite monster plan 4 attaining Nirvana, (OBLIVION). I do not have it all figured out, but the math works out, but then so do many great math equations. Also, the math works out 4 finding a nonexistor and trading places with this more than willing entity that would know no better, U all know, grass greener on other side illusion, an illusion that will effortlessly always top the combined magical tricks of all of the mightiest Houdini’s of this world. It always seems and appears that the other guy or gal has it better, yet step into their bloody shoes Judge Tombay. I think the bells R starting up Copyright Office. Don’t U love it when the bells go off, or was it the light bulb TOM????????????? Hands off BRO, but your friend Vicki, she could have come over one night if U get my drift, should’ve offered me that deal, dumb-ass. OH HOW FUCKING OTAMM OR WOMO-EW-BRIGGBASE TAWFERS went ballistic and totally postal when they would illegally violate my civil rights early in the 1990’s as I would B driving home from my security job and discussing aloud on my vehicle situation recording device that was all made a part of my LIFE JOURNAL ON TAPE that went from 1983 at Atcogasme, New Jersey, 01313, and they would hear me even discussing Tom Real, or either of the 2 Victoria’s, U all that R guilty in making my life a fucking eternal hell know precisely what I am referring 2, ya filthy swine bastards.

Art Crane said something that he said a long time ago back at the old RCA and changed 2 TCE building in Deptford, New Jersey. He says that ANTINASS gets pissed off as it ruins their day when U throw them off, they just have a total need 2 know every move UR making and YUR making it. He and his pals go into stores with a cart and spend an hour shopping, and then walk out leasving the cart right there in the store. The NSA/??? agents that R following U around he said 2 me, go totally nuts. Remember I met one of these men and talked 2 him, he took one of my “Bummer-I’m Screwed” cassette tapes off of a payphone ledge where they used 2 keep phone books in the good old days, when all this still existed. Real Blogaud followers and true MORIANS know what is all being said here, right down to the type of tapes I am referring 2. Those that do not know, read my story at www.blogger.com/ from the beginning, it is quite powerful and will bring U2 tears unless UR the heartless monster of hell furnaces. I also met a teen girl agent, she was one of them,. She intentionally blocked my car, both Dave and I were in the car, would any normal girl of average height and weight and strength mess with 2 heavier dudes????? This story is also somewhere on my mountains of blogs by the PEN. This weekend has allowed me out of 7 games played, 3 got an entry signal. I usually enter at 8 but these choices R optional and can B adapted 2 each persons’ individual and unique gaming habits. The computer screen acted up with weird zone alarms, I am now back on the document page. In any event one 8 stopped me out at 4, one 8 stopped me out at 24, and one 8 stopped me out at 14. So plus 16, and plus 6 were the winning games, and the lower than 8 stop out was a loss of minus 4. So the subtotal in these 3 games signaled out of 7 tries, total up to 16+6-4 and this is equal to 22-4 or plus 18 units. So far, I have matched 194 o0ld games and played 83 new ones. Every 50 spins is a game-box, as this is equal to an averaged hour of casino roulette play, 30-70 depending on crowd and other conditions at the table. These nearly 300 games average about, believe it or not, 40-60 spins. The after green effect or the (house vig) as pro gamblers use this expression quite frequently, on this hourly average or game-box of grouped 50 spins produces 6.72 units per box. Using red nickels, that is more than 30 dollars per hour, and U can sit down @ a table and play normal non-money chips, so that no one can swipe your junk and make a run 4 it. On Green quarters, that is 150$$$$$$$$ per hour, and I am not greedy, Y play with a higher value than that. Roger, UR one hell of a cool dude 4 letting me have this system. UC just as there R bad apples in the best of families Chappaquiddick Bridge, there also R good members in very dysfunctional ones, like M and R.

Hang tough and tight and ten there Mister Mayor Nutter of Philly, I know UR doing your best. That’s a tough town, nothing like when I lived there twice B4, especially the time a very long while ago, lightning told me the other day 2 give U her best. I always obey my lightning. Your moon was ;lovely last night DZA, I almost died of a stroke when U started coming up all bright orange and exquisite, wo, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As 4 Atlantic City and me, that never stopped in 1970, it started getting major after I made direct TAWFtact as I will now name this in my poor Benny-me phrase coins. We all know it never really started, how then can it ever really end? I will always love U SSJKK, UR my 990, and IWALU 990, yet I am always totally petrified and frightened of your awful and tremendous power. If it was not 4U being gentle with your THAT-BOY and holding me and singing millions of special songs 2 me over countless infinite astral interactions, I do not know what I would do. U pick up ocean liners and fly them all over your great beautiful city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, your hair shines so bright it lights up a city half a million miles long, your huge chocolate brown eyes R beyond awesome and unfathomable, yes SSJKK, IWALU and FEAR U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UR always my endless TEEN-QUEEN-GODDESS. It must B so wild 2 have every day as your birthday, especially when in this downline, U never were born. Babylon and Nebuchadnezzar led all of this into Atlantic City, and then that set up all the wild and fantastic connections in THAT MAGICAL POWERFUL FAMILY, 4 BABYLON 2, gee, is Hollywood Briggbase sending me more signals, meat packer Donna, my princess????????????? Atlantic City is like music. This will always B somewhat of a clouded darkened eternal mystery. It is exactly what many know deep down it is. It was a necessity so as 2 bring about the new times and the new age of the 2nd decade of century 21.Only the mighty and elusive butterflies of the great MILLIONTH-COUNCIL know all the details. Maybe the devil is in these details, and maybe it will not harm me, forgive my skepticism however, after half a century of nightmares and horrific monstrous freaking hell. I mean really, Herbert Huntington, Y did U do this 2 me, I thought Ernie Merker was bad with that ad in the freaking post 7 July’s after I got molested at Tom’s.


Google and Satellite World Interconnect System and King-Soifer World Laboratories, this is copyrighted MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN-2009. Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. It all is total truth.

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