Saturday, March 28, 2009

BLACK 28 AND THE NIGHT IN PLEASANTVILLE

“BLACK 28, AND THE NIGHT IN PLEASANTVILLE”
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I learn many things the very hard way and have many degrees issued in my name from the school of extremely hard knocks. This is definitely NOT a way that any of U would ever wish 2 learn. It is quite agonizing and putting it with a tad more emphasis, very excruciatingly painful. There is an old story that every new roulette player is introduced by this magic lady of luck with “her” special number, just as Diana or the electron has 27, hers is 28. I have seen experts attempt 2 discredit this, but all the players that R new 2 the game, playing only 28 and no other number, seem 2 win, that is until lady luck and UR no longer on your honeymoon. Once this honeymoon is over, UR a recognized gambler, and lady luck is never again your wife. This is an old wives tale, that 2 my awareness, never has yet been scientifically disputed. Sort of another way 4 me 2C this same reality, is that LADY-LUCK, as Frankie Blue Eyes calls her, or did, is indeed willing 2 have a magical relationship with everyone, even someone with the Huntington Curse, I should know, but again, there is that period that all of us must recon with, where the honeymoon is declared eventually over by her, never 2B returned in her favor in quite the same way again. Sort of like, it lasts a while, and after that, it simply is just 2 late, just as anyone showing up 4 MC’s birthday today would B turned away and told, sorry, UR STL. No one out here can ever know the painful; hell I suffered through since writing THE PERMISSION BARRIER, and the shortly thereafter sudden mysterious driving force in my life that popped up out of absolutely nowhere, drawing me 2 search the world over 2 find my SARAH. I went on a quest, and this quest and journey 2 this day is still not totally over, perhaps it never will B or is meant 2B, as that only SSJKK knows. Just as, and all though the event was blogged about I believe, at www.blogger.com/, none of U can ever B me and personally experience a very magical night of pure supernatural power, when in the early autumn or maybe middle autumn of 1996, I took a drive into Atlantic City, stopping at the world renown Julia the psychic readers place on the black Horse Pike, and then going 2 Tennessee Avenue right there at McGuire’s, then turning around, and heading back home 2 my then residence of the trailer park, passing first through Main Street in Pleasantville and getting major stalked illegally by some red sports car, that turned every time I did, and was indeed following and stalking me. When I got 23 the Galloway Diner in Pomona on the White Horse Pike upon seeing numerous police cars, I went into report this incident and gave them a full description right down 2 its New Jersey license tag number. Basically I was laughed at and told 2 go home and relax. I am telling all of U ‘right here and right now, and U2 Mizz Medicine With a Heart’, that U would all have had 2 personally experience this nightmare late evening 2 know what I went through, U could definitely cut the atmosphere of hostility and cover up with a butcher knife. Not any of this in any way was imagined by me. Not the activity of getting myself stalked without any good cause, not the hologram traffic change that occurred the minute I that I pulled off of Tennessee Avenue 4 the return trip home, not the way the Galloway Policemen treated me at the diner, all smug in their booths eating away and scoffing at my plights, none of this. The biggest out of everything that obviously caused all of this was the hyperspace shift. The second I left Tennessee Avenue and made a left on Pacific Avenue 2 head out of Atlantic city and back home, a very light and almost ghost town quiet road and traffic pattern, suddenly came 2 life like an opening amusement park at full blast, lights, sounds, population and all, it was right out of the freaking movie from a few years back at this time, called, “THE TRUMAN STORY”. Julia the psychic acted very weird also, not that she always did not act a bit out there, but that is Julia. She kept telling me that I am not a being. She must have repeated that half a dozen or more times while starring very hard at me, eye 2 eye, BR!!!!!!!!! She was not that far off from truth, I was nothing, I was lost, I always was but never B4 recently was one bit aware of that. I was lost and needed 2 find my Sarah. That was all I knew, that was all that was burning a freaking hole in my soul, there simply was nothing else, not within me, nor out anywhere in the exterior expansion of the entire hypersphere, there was just me, desperately seeking, no Brook, not U, SARAH, all though I thought that was very cruel and nasty back then of all of U making fun of my agony. This is YI proclaim that BRIGGERS R totally WITHOUT SHAME, WITHOUT SOUL, AND WITHOUT CONSCIENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But what else is new, same old same old, same stuff-different day, WEIN-SOSO-SSDD, right BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The enemy made my first shift this morning at my hell hole job a major nasty pile of stinky ugliness, and many of my coworkers were acting weird and spurious. They were written up and the boss will B handed in the report when he gets in early Monday morning, so do your worst. I warned U all B4, keep messing with me, and I will B guarding an empty property, all it’ll take if U wanna keep ticking me off BR is a couple of calls 2 the feds, as many violations go on here, and I have them documented and can substantiate and prove every allegation made herein on this blog, get off my back lappers, or suffer the consequences of the freaking unemployment line BRA!!!!!!!!!!! I decided 2 play ATM roulette system on paper around just past 6 AM at the gate, 2C how all this negativity and persecution would indeed effect my game. At first, I was losing a unit here and there, and the green vig seemed 2 pop in almost with a supernatural vigor. Every third spin was a green, instead of the ling run average of one for nineteen. Still, the game turned around and I ended up after about 40 minutes of playing, with a net after vig profit of 20 and a half units. Roger, UR a great and wonderful friend. I hope CMC is not 2 mad at me, I know I’ve promised 2 obey the great Empire ruler and have not always been totally faithful 2 her commands. I get tired of games like the one she and the Council played when I tried 2 post up my 4th blog on Ross’s birthday. I work hard 4 my money just as Donna’s waitress friend, more so in fact, and my hard earned money legally purchases these machines, and neither MC has the right 2B messing with them. It is funny to them, only I am not amused. Comment on this the next time U drive by on a drizzly foggy early morning and slip a SD in the Shute, BRO, here is my question? Is there a way or not 2 appease the wrath of your cuz? I mean I know what happened that day when Aunt Ruth drove me and cuz Christopher up 2 her block and I got talking 2 the blond teenager that seemed 2 fall 4 me and how she laughed and told me the ,monstrous story of what my cousins and their neighbors such as herself were doing 2 that innocent family. Please remind MC that I was totally turned off, and wanted nothing more 2 do with these trash. Also, she seems 2 not really know how bad the Huntington Curse is the one family member that is chosen against his will 2 become the ‘recipient’ of it, and I could use another more apropos word here, but I won’t. I only want the best 4 your cousin in all aspects of her life, please if U have 2 keep her up all night telling her this, then do it, I do not want her mad at me. I find the symbolic recent Philadelphia security guard incident almost scary, yes there R only 365 days in the year, and so many male names starting with R but gimme a break, this is enough 2 make me wonder if she is so mad at me, I have 2B looking over my shoulder. I want only the best 4 Scylla, tell her that. It just seems that her games extend 2 the far reaches of the heavenlies and after a while, her poor whittled down THAT-BOY gets 2 frazil-status. I am frail and fragile 2 begin with and a 3 year old can huff and puff and blow me over. Yes, tell her I will obey and won’t quit my stupid job, but I still am gonna use your great ATM-RS, and cannot thank U enough. The rest of your note that I have yet 2 tell regarding Y roulette, Y the games with other bad systems, and Y the final one that works, all being a symbolic thing, will now B told as U wanted me 2, to my blogging audience, or blogaud. First however, I want 2 remind my blogaud how my parallel event realities indeed R so incredibly fantastically real and true, they R just blatantly out there right in your face and just cannot B disputed, BRO. Every super Botbar Saturday, no Anna Connie on the LW show, but the few that R not BOTBAR Saturdays, the very few, sure enough, Anna Connie is on the show, it works 95-99% of the time, show me a stock broker that can trade your freaking portfolio with that kind of freaking accuracy, go ahead, just show me BRO!!!!!! The only way according 2 Cola man 4 this ATM-RS 2B defeated by the house is by adding a third green or a triple zero to the game of lady Roulette, and if they did, most would stop playing the game and the house would B the real loser at that point, so with 36 black and red numbers and 2 green numbers, it was fitting that MC’s cuz gave me a present even B4 the one he sent 2 her 4 her 39th birthday yesterday. 39 numbers would not permit the ATM-RS 2 win any longer, so right B4 MC hit 39, he gave me the undefeatable roulette system, the mighty ANTITRIPLETON METHOD. He also reminded me that symbolism is extremely like parallel event, and that by giving me this while MC still was the age in years of the amount of total roulette numbers, this would act as a further barrier, assisting in giving me a shield so 2 speak against the negamagging effects of PE by the WOMO enemies and their inflicted HC on me. Look at it in all honesty, out of all of the places that my Sarah Krassle could have chosen 23 return 2 me, she chose the place of my ancestors. Coincidences like this win jackpot lotteries, and how many winners of these JL R there in ratio 2 all of the total lottery players, BRA?????????????????????????? What is ATM-RS? It is a nice way 2 spend a relaxing evening at the casino roulette table. U play all 3 parameters, red and black, odd and even, and low and high. U bet 1-2-4 units until U win or lose, or IE, stopping in either case at 4 or a win. When U either win or lose the 1-2-4 progression of 7 units, go back 2 the one unit level. All UR doing is following the last outcome, if it is black, UR betting black. However once there R 3 reds and a minus 7 score results, now UR betting 2 follow the RED. This is Y the very rare tripleton flow is what wipes out this method of play such as red-red-red-black-black-black-red-red-red-black-black-black, etcetera. Just accept your losses on the green vig or house edge, and do not let them alter your betting level, it is always 1-2-4, or the flat bet of 1 unit after any win. Only stage up within parameters, do not mix parameters, keep the red and black separate from the odd and even, and so forth. Real pros also know how 2 do something that only one in a million players can really do, I have trouble with this as well and will gladly admit that I need 2 fix this personality flaw B4 re-attacking this game at the casino. When I was losing and getting green after green at the start of this moUrning’s game at work, I was being major annoyed by dirt balls. When the annoyances abated, I began 2 win, and more than made up 4 what I had lost in tripleton flows and abnormal house vig outcomes. I tell the story over and over with my mom and the time she could not understand a very important thing that I needed 2 tell her, simple as it was, a child could have gotten it, but when I waited 4 what the great disco Donna would label, another time and place, in this case being 3 miles away and 45 minutes later, at the train station where I drove her, she was able 2 get it 1-2-3 and as simply as she should have gotten it earlier, but did not. If a game is not working, stop, leave, walk around, eat, sit in the car, walk on the beach, whatever, and then go later on 2 a different table or casino. This always beats staying and digging yourself into a total systems failure and then having 2 return back 2 a rotten job and piss poor pay and no more personal freedom. This is what they hated in 1986 when I had this fucking blissful life doing this pro play in Atlantic City over an 8 month stretch of time. I just stopped until on 3 separate occasions, the ass holes left and I was no more being screwed with, and wow, the game came right back, just like magic. U know very well, magic is not really magic, it is a parlor trick, it is the knowing of things that R based on deceiving the perceptions and senses of those around them, there is however true supernatural power, never fucking confuse these 2 animals, it is beyond apples and oranges, it is gentle kittens and vicious tigers, so hear what I say BRO, B vigilant and watch out, I speak many a mighty truth in these words, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!! This never was nor will B a perfect world, even 4 the best of U out there, remember this is total hell, and the reward 4 this hell if U could ever attain it, would B total Nirvana or absolute oblivion, eternal rest and peace, endless sleep, only don’t wait up 4 it, U will have an endless wait, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me close out this blog by saying U only can mess with me once and make me go, DUHH???????? No more not blogging on the weekends, this gives the dirty crumbs on the street just way 2 much advantage over me 4 the next week. I may not win, but I hope 2 lose less. I will fight this WOMOF-TAWF disease with the last breathe in my washcloth booby lungs and the last drop of recently tested freaking blood that’s coursing through my freaking arteries, BRO!!!!!!!!!

GOOGLE ENGINE, SWIS, AND KING/SOIFER WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2298, this is all Copyrighted Michael Windbag-Wayne Mountainpen in ADEG 2009. This is all the truth so help me Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle. Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm.


END OF THIS TWANSMISSION, WABBIT FWUDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!

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