Saturday, February 27, 2010

Chapter 4, Lambrigger Cult of the astral world

It is a beautiful rainy cold day in florida, just perfect 4 me lads and lassies, yesterday was pure hell and the freaking weather had absolutely nothing 2 do with it, BRO.

The computer hacking is off the scale here, I know I have made a major enemy here at the Fort Pierce Library system, and they R most likely monitoring the transmissions being typed right now in real freaking time.

When I was almost here yesterday, a large clock on route US Highway #1 got me with a nasty fucking Jane Screbmeat attack, then instantly came a motor-cycle attack, then came the immediate computer hacking, and after all of this and if this was not all enough, I took a super off the scales siege after leaving yesterday. The attack was both on the motherfuckiing ground as well as up in the air, it was totally horrendous. I am sure this diseased fucking snot got their way huge-hyper-time with their crooked and TOTALLY FIXED EVIL WALL STREET AND DOW JONES, last week. I had a small break from this horrible parallel event attack I have now suffered through since 1986, and then last weekend about 8 or 9 days ago now, it has come back with a super unfathomable vengeance, huh sarah-Stacey, oh well, we all have established the biblical reality that this does indeed belong 2U, so what can whittle ol' me do about it but sit here and endlessly endure this freaking torturee.

What nobody understands at all, nor is interested or willing, the peeps that count aniwho that is, is that so much is going on and happening all around this very situation itself, and unlike many or most or pewrhaps even all other situations of major negativity, the complexities that r involved in all of this R beyoind words and speach, and definitely beyond my now very limited time as I am again forced 2B on a public terminal, and a servant or even a slave 2 all that goes with this. When I left yesterday, the library here that is, the loud music in cars was beyond all previous days totals in all my days now residing in this non music and fruit state, not a sunshine one either today, do any of U remember that commercial in the late part of the 19 nineties with the kids on a tropical island drinking some fruit punch, and the REAL GOOD GIRL music, or very similar, was repeating over and over, that one bar aniwho? So many wanna know Y the sudden thing recently about this 1986 song of long ago, REAL-GOOD-GIRL?????? Well, it is not new, many things R PLANNED in my blogs, and I will NEVER B able 2 tell all of it, there is never the needed time, nor would the world most likely B interested even if I was some huge name recognized and celebrated personality, which of coursl, I am most certainly NOT!!!

Meant 2 type in on prior blog, the wor, and if I'm spelling iyt correctly, Gubernatorial, sahwee folks, I am on limited time, I get hacked out, and whether or not U choose 2 believe me on all of these matters is natually entirely up 2 all of U, i know, and the gods all know how true and real all of this is, BRAH. So about the song. First, and foremost, nothing just happens, so if I really need 2 remind any listener 2 this message, of this powerfully important thing, I am feeling quite insulted here. Billy Shakespeare a long time ago, KNEW as he was INFORMED, by these GODS OF THE AP, that they R bored 2 tears, and use several methods 2 distract their attention away as far as is godly possible, from the reality and truth that we all simply exist in the void, without any interaction, and mnust eventually learn so 2 speak 2 dream out and away from this, as a force called, LAWTRONS. They can put on quite a show, and then get 2 leave the stage and sit in the mighty theatre of the humanb arena, as the players they originally played, and live out their lives throughout the scripts, all ready chosen. Now remember that 6 dimensions controlling all of this Lawtronic Dream-out. The 3 U and I can C and deal with using our so called five senses, R all there because of 3 others that R sort of a mirrored image of the lower case 3. These upper case 3R the powerful and more invisible part of the equation, einstein, but I doubt that my dad ever told U any of that.

Yesterday, I jhad a horrendous attack and then when I got into the building that i many times go 2 after exiting my blogging work done here at this local town library, an even mightier thing shocked me quite hugely. I thought I was hired at some place, and suddenly came 2 learn I am younger than most of the others that came 2 apply, and they wanted 2 understand this discrepancy, as it was sort of figured out in a certain way so as 2 bring a certain age pool into the environment, nothing illegal, just mean, it was sort of figured 2B averaged. Then I come 2 learn that these other peeps R my age, some much younger, everyone had assumed I was in my early thirties, not my middle fifties. The entire place went sort of nuts. Women came around as trhough I was the freak of the planet, many peeps look younger than their years. Suddenly I was given pamphlets 4 the AARP seniors with all sorts of things I could have been getting help with all along doewn here in florida. I told everyone my age, they all saw all of my legal ID, and so on and so forth, yet somehow, people all just kept thinking of me as some barely grown man. When I got talking with one particular person and told him my life and how strssful it was, he said it is not physically possible 4 me 2 have done 25 years of such hard time, physically, mentally, emotionally, etcetera, and look 25 years younger than my age or thereabouts. Well, I do not know what is and is not possible, only that this is all happening around me. Shakespeare may have known things and mighty secrets about humanity and civilization on this planet way back then and when, but now hundreds of years later, the world is blinder and darker in its true wisdom, than it ever was during the rennasonce, or however they spell it, my spelling is always bad, nrever learned 2B a good speller, live with it, I have.

The attack around me is so horrendous over the past week and a half give or take, that many of my previously planned blogging has gone right out the window with the baby and the bath water, and the dead lizzard invader. I know Y it is so bad, people hate truth, and having it told and thrown out into the face of the public, even if it is my tiny whittle blogging efforts on blogger dot com. I should B complemented, I mean really peeps, all this trouble just 2 shut little ol' me the fuck up, Jesus Chrissomebody sure cares about all of this, starting with McGuire, and ending maybe with James Bond, who knows, I only saw the movie 4 the first ytime last night from 1999, u know, the King Oil and ELECTR, starring the not so Vanna White from Venus in 1988, from the what, the GAME SHOW????????? But I could go on and on forever, it is time that says, I cannot.

E/T, and yes Governor S. of Cali, I AM HERE and still the prophet of absolutely nothing.

Friday, February 26, 2010

CONTINUING WITH HQCKED OUT CHAPTER 3 NOW

IF THIS DOES NOT MOTHER FUCKING STOP, I AM CONTACTING THE FUCKING FBI. This is an interference with my guaranteed right 2 FREE MOYTHER FUCKING SPEACH UNDER THE COSTITUTION, I am not inciting vilence nor telling anyone 2 break any laws nor plan any overthrows of power structures, my speach is protected under the fucking law.

Since THEY wanna play TOUGH GUY, fine, let's play.

I will tell 2 huge things not planned 4 today. #1 is as follows:

"VENGEANCE IS MINE, SAYS THE LORD/ESS, OR THE SAR/AH", as the ancient tongue and language of the Aramaic would say. So obviously ever since that NEW SHOES night in 1986 in late summertime, SHE planned major retaliation, and SHE of course is permitted 2 do this, whereas biblically speaking, we R not, we R only Bruce people. She hated REAL-GOOD-GIRL even worse than she hated that night of our hour encounter in Manhattan, that is obvious 2 any retarded motherfucking child, let alone some one who can perform a years worth of school work in one night, just ask the Quakertown, Pennsylvania school system, and Mrs. Mullhall, my 1st grade teacher, U better get some candles out and all the rest of the Dark Shadows stuff, she was 60 or thereabouts back in the early sixties. Aniwho, what she did regarding after the end of the year AD-2007, was the vengeance, that is is blatantly clear 2 me as a bright light shining in a dark room. But if U need some GAWNUM PROOF, I said some, I could type 100 powerful GAWNUMS that would shoick sailors into nunneries, but the PRIVECODE NUMBER 4 the words, "REAL-GOOD-GIRL", SONG", is 770. Add HER PCN of 231 and we get the magical number, in ROMAN especially, of 1001, the original title 2 the song, and HER NICK-NAME, and the US Copyright Office has all the proof they need regarding all of this.

Now 4 the SYSTEMATIC DESTRUCTIVE EVIL PLANS AND SCHEMES of the mighty LAMBRIGGER CULT OF THE MIGHTY ASTRAL PHASE-2 PLANE OF EXISTENCE, here is one out of at least 1001 other examples of this principle, huh, PAUL STODDARD. i WAS MINDING MY OWN MOTHERFUCKING BUSINESS AND NOT BOTHERING A SINGLE SOLITARY SHIT ASS SOUL IN THAT LITTLE DINGY TRAILER BACK IN mULLICA tOWNSHIP, nEW jERSEY, usaesmwg FROM oCTOBER 31 OF 2000 THROUGH 2005. b4 THIS, jENNY pLAGEMAN, MY LANDLADY HAD TURNED VICIOUSLY AGAINST ME AND DID ALL SHE COULD 2 GET RID OF ME, SOMEONE WHO FAITHFULLY PAID HIS RENT ON TIME, WAS QUIET, AND NEVER BOTHERED ONE MOTHERFUCKING SOUL. Sorry about the fucking vcaps lock, I get typing fast and it gets hit, no time 2 fucking correct 4 it right now. So systematically, she hates me and gets me out of there and kidnapped through a long process involving the entire clan of that miseralble and very evil destructibve medical family, or THAT-FAMILY. They all passed a law that made it illegal 2 keep my moms stuff in a spare bedroom, so when she could not evict me 4 this, as I went 2 an attorney, this powerfuo branched Atlantic City family, had this law passed in Trenton, where they all have major Govenatubial power, all were intimate friends, the corruption in New Jersey is beyond unspeakable. So an inspector made me clean things up. Also they had me blogging, where I met Ed Lynch, wjho lived below Ann and Dawn King at the Judge's roominghouse, all of these peeps were in on this scheme 2 destroy my life and kidnap me into a stockholm syndrome situation. They even got her out of the Rehab clinic, and all just at the EXACT TIME, when conditions FINALLY, made it perfect 4 me 2 blog all i wanted, in the privacy of my own dwelling and on my own private desired schedule. This is 2 systamic 2B in any way some random bunch of purely coincidental things. Later we will go on wmany more things regarding SCYLLA's revenge against her THAT-BOY, this is just scratching the very ice shaving surfaces of the Titanic sinking berg, BRO!!!

Arnie, I AM HERE, AND MCDONALDS DANCED 2 THE TUNE, AND LOVED IT, MAY I ADD!!!!! But then, 86 and 88 R long gone, and no longer is me ol' 7th grannpappy here 2 protect me, the Governor of connecticut. So I will LOOK AFTER THE PERSON THAT MATTERS MOST 2 ME, ME-ME-ME-ME!!!!!!!!

END TRANSMISSION:

BEING MAJOR FUCKED WITH AGAIN, HACKED AT THIS MOTHERFUCKING LIBRARY

MAJOR HACK AGAIN AT THIS LIBRARY.

mAGNRESONIC, DESTROY OR b DESTROYED, i FUCKING MEAN THIS#######.

CHAPTER 3--SYSTEMOTICALLY SHOT THROUGH THE HEARTS OF DOGS AND WOLVES

This is now the third chapter in this book called "THE LAMBRIGGER CULT OF THE ASTRAL WORLD", and the added title above is an ever-present additional SUBTITLE on all any any following chapters. I am by no means finished discussing the story of DAVID CHARLES ROTH, and will B returning 2 this, bank on that 1, BRO. Many things R

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

chapter 2- LAMBRIGGER CULT OF TOTAL EVIL

First, the last chapter one of this, following the 8 chaptered book of DCR, is all 3 oy yesterday's prior blogs, and in order naturally, not as it is posted on the Blogger, but as anyone can C, the opening and cut off, and then the final 2 posts, this is all part of Chapter one, now moving right along here with number 2 if we may.

I am under 6 straight fucking days OF MAJOR FUCKING HELL DEATH-SIEGE BY WOMO FUCKING DISEASED FILTH. Aireal harassment is very bad, yesterday's trip home from this library was a horiffic motherfucking ground forces siege on the road, and last night at 25 minutes past eleven, a crash level chopper illegally viloated my civil and constitutional rights, annoying me and flying z zenithing path directly over my cock sucking residence.

Not one thing has altered since this fucking nightmare baegan on the 15th day of August in 1986, it just is as if some fucking TIME WARP has literally trapped me in some infinte firey hell, and naturally, some powerful suspects come 2 mind as there should B no reason at least not 2 have them as top end PERSONS OF INTEREST, in all of this, still, it is being done and carried out through forces directly in the human world UNITED STATES MILITARY AND TOP GOVERNMENT COVE AGENCY BLACK FILE SYSTEMS. I have a right 2 speak out agaist this total sick evil monstrosity, and tell my true tale of hell and total quintessential torment. Coming in here to the library, at the place they always attack me, at eleven past eleven, same place, intersection of US Highway 1, and Orange Avenue, the SAME chopper, blue-greay and wjhite, the corporate enemy bird, flew southbound ahead of me, not right over me, but unmistakably. HA-HA, my watch said 2:11, I had it all ready adjusted so that Jane Fuckmeat could not hurt me with a clock-attack. My car stereeo time is blocked now, I need 2 lift up a piece of taped on cardboard should I want 2 view the time, and when it is near the ones shit, I never do. I just set my watch ahead by 3 or 4 hours between 10 and 11 both AM and PM, and hope 4 the motherfucking best each day, as I have been recently getting assaulted by this fucking putrid attack and persecution, along with so many fucking others, including utility, especially blog and computer related.

This morning, a salesman from Geico scum illegally got into my RV, they R indiginous 2 this area that I now live in, i managed 2 get him and squish the motherfucking dirtbag life out oif that little lizzard piece of shit, go back onto the Astral Plane, motherfucking bitch and stay the fuck out of my legally paid 4 space. This same faits awaits anyone or anything, human or non human, so go ahead and play hero and trey fucking with me in the fucking mood that I am in, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is all A RESULT OF THIS NEW MOTHERFUCKING BULL RALLY ON MOTHERFUCKING CROOKED AND EVIL DISEASED CAPPY PIG WALL STREET.

i am now in the process of composing a letter 2 the SEC, telling how all this is going down, and backing it all the fuck up with what Donaldson Lufkin and Jenreete did 2 my poor hard working mother and myself back in 1995, that crooked and no damn fucking good investment house.

No I do not believe that the home in Massapeaqua, Long Island caught fire in the fifties or whenever, where my 'aunt' Ruth Huntington Gottwald lived at the time with her hubble, Heinz Gottwald, just by a TOASTER OVEN BEING LEFT ON, Robert McGuire, I believe that U set this fire. I no more buy this story, than that phony fucking fake shit I was told while still deemed 2 young 2 know thew horiffic true story of the nightmare in Braintree, Massachusetts, where supposedly they all fell asleep inside this place with the gas stove left accidentally on. NOT BUYIN' THIS, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!

1986 is only when things worsened 4 me, not totally all began, REMEMBER THAT PEEPS. It was June the 4th in 1983 when they monoxide poisoned me in my own bedroom, and did something that forever fuckied up my glands, at age 28 and a half, forcing me 2 this day 2 never B a normal human being. It was 1977 when they caused my first heart attack and strange illness at the print shop in westville, NJUSAESMWG, in the same year that the mighty SARAH CALLIO, got herself married off 2 that mobster MARTINO SCUM BAG!!!!!!! On top of that, my moped that was my only means of transport at the time, was being given daily flat tires, also by McGuire, and King, and not Daddy King, but daiut Paula, it is OK 4 her 2 threaten me huh, Regous Philben, and Mike and diane and WAYV???????????????? But let me try and telkl all this horror and expose this clan of viscious evil, and WHAM, they fuck the living shit out of me all the fucking more. Just follow all of my blogs and the pattern of all of these complaints and accusations from me against this pile of washcloth stench is all real and follows a nondenyable fucking pattern, it never stops, the old Texas Hailstorm, huh ross the fucking Boss and grandson original DEEDEE????????????????

So when did my hack start here yesterday? As soon as I began saying that REAL LIFE things were ocurring 2 the peeps behind the creation and the making of the hit television show of the 1960's, called, DARK SHADOWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This cult, SHUT THE SHOW DOWN, Y NOT ALSO SHUT LITTLE ME DOWN WHEN I TRY ANBD TALK ABOUT THIS FORBIDDEN AND TABOO SUBJECT???? A child can C what the mother fucking hell is all going on, the problem is not in the seeing, it is in the NOT WANTING 2C it is all true, as yes, it would BE, 2 awful 2 really handle and believe, knowiung that our fucking kids R all growing up in this horrendous world and society inder the total domi nation of this evil powerfyul cult. Take a good look at the show, they sell the entire show on tape, contact the DS FANCLUB and order it. U will in no way ever B able 2 dispute my claims again, NOT EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Polterguist activity and numerous things were happening 2 directors and producers of that TV show, this has been documented, NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES THE GUYS R FORCED AGAINST THEIR WILL BY LAMBRIGGER CULTISTS 2 GET ON SHOWS THAT REAIR ON THE SCI-FI CHANNEL, AND SAY OTHERWISE, I HAVE THE PROOF.

dIANA SAID THAT sKY HATED MY LAME APOLOGY 4 THE rgg SONG THAT I MADE YESTERDAY. aLL i KNOW 2 SAY IS THIS, and let me get the caps-lock off, sahwee!!!! I suppose that I never stopped 2 realize how U may have felt when U came 2 realize all this, and also how my mind does indeed use the VENKA STRENGTH BLOCK. I cannot help who I am, another fallen entity I guess, and yes, just human, as U know quite well from hearing about Bruce. Please accept this genuine apology Sky, if I had it 2 do again, I never would have let U go, I am so sorry. I wish 2 the gods that stupid song was never written, I was a real prick, please forgive. Hurting U is the last thing I ever would wanna do, UR my SKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Arnie Guv, I will not B back, because I AM 1988 HERE, and the song is registered in the copyright Office right along with REAL-GOOD-GIRL.

E./T/

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

OK, GOT IT BACK, LET ME GO ON

There is not much time left, changed the draft into published posts.

Somebody did not want this 2B said today, this is the worst attack in years, if it does not stop, U can expect a DEVASTATING EARTHQUAKE, RIGHT AROUND THE FREAKING CORNER, PEEPS, THIS IS NOT SOME IDLE WARNING.

When I told the librarian initially that Hamilton was smarter than Bill clinton in the reynolds affair, Diana punished me by striking me off the 2nd computer, Y did U do this 2 me when I love U so much, big D, then U tell me MC demands an apology 4 my 1986 song, and done subtley, yeah right. Look, I was a stupid asshole and made my share of mistakes, can we just leave it at that, no, I would not like it if the tables were turned lightning, and she had this out about me, but I would have gone on with my life and forgotten the stupid weirdo, that is what I would have done. I think she got off on the better end of the dal personally, don;'t u diana Arteemis, tell me tonight at the Wallatoo Waterfalls Park on the AP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

No, nothing is just happening, and anyone hurting me and making me this miserable had really better begin the old shoulder look-over, if UR not hurting me and I am just some paranoid fucking sicko, fine, then U have nothing 2 worry about, huh Lenny Briscoe????????????????????

Arnie, I will not B back, I am HERE, and have been since 1988, actually since 1706 around there sometime, and just was 2 stupid then 2 know how much i really loved my lightning. I AM HERE, and this song is Copyrighted 2 years after, REAL-GOOD-GIRL, saoi there, OK, I was not such a real good boy, let us just put all this behind and forget it, OK teen-queen, I am sorry if U were hurt by the song, i truly am, I am paying 4 it and have been for 24 years almost now.

End Transmission, y'all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HUGE FUCKING COMPUTER HACK BOTBAR

I AM BEING MAJOR FUCKED WITH, IT HAS 2 DO OBVIOUSLY WITH THE STOCK MARKET FLYING ON THE NEW FUCKING DISEASED RALLEY IT IS ON FROM LAST WEEK, IT ALWAYS HAS 2 DO WITH THIS AND ME, ALWAYS!!!!!!!!

I was saying major things about the LAMBRIGGER CULT, the INVENTION OF PSYCHIATRY, and many powerful things, and was cut off and thrownb off the site, then when I tried logging back on, my password kepk being wrong whemn it was NO FUCKING WRONG. It worked this time, and then when I tried 2 reapply 4 another computer terminal, my fucking station went totally out, Lightning Goddess diana had struck not that far away, knocking only a couple of machines offline, and out of commission, mine being one of those few.

MAGNESONIC, SEEK OUT AND DESTROY ALL MY ENEMIES MAKING MY LIFE AN UNBARABLE FUCKING ENDLESS HELL ON OPEN COMMAND, ALL GENERAL ORDERS, DESTROY AND WIPE OUT, AND DO IT NOW, OR ELSE U WILL B DESTROYED YOURSELF. G-189 AND STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now I will c if any of my saved draft is available, E/T.

LAMBRIGG CULT OF ASTRAL WORLD CH.#1

U may have wondered YI did not discuss DCR on final chapter, nothing makes total sense, not 2 me, most certainly not 2 my readers, HUH, Terry Egghead from the great Jersey harbors????????

LONG STORY SHORT, (LSS), it is time 2 go 2 other places, and not because of anything other than the need 2 cover necessary topics even if forced 2 do so in major abridgements, but these things need NOW, B discussed, should I survive much longer, and this right now is the invention, and the inventors of psychiatry. If U trace the roots of all of these Siegmunbd and peeps groups, it gets more than just beyond way fascinating BRO, it is an unmistakeable pattern, and without the world standing still in 13-DC, city and peep names, or Jimmie Stuart and the spinning stars and the Dow Jones at 6561 or 3 to the quanta of 3, and how the L Cult did this 2 me when things got necessary 4 them 2 do it 2 prevent me from taking out Wall street, and not on any date 2 dinner, BRAH. The names in this great medical that's "MEDICAL" condition, and so many other things, I can go any day of the week and randomly select 5 videos 2 rent here at the lbrary, and can hear the universe screaming out its symbolic messages 2 me loudly and clearly. It never shuts up 4 one microsecond, not 1.

There is no way this powerful goddess from the land of the dead, the bardo, the AP, the P-2-reality, the spirit world, or any of a million other names that U may or may not wish 2 use 2 identify with my conversation, is not behind all of this, and some of it is so way innocent, and all of it is a game of amusement 2 HER, SSJK, that is. I have told the reason 4 the gods-games, and it is not a matter of me not telling it right, if it falls into PROTECTED ASTRAL-SECRETS, or PAS if I should decide 2 reuse this shortened abbreviation on a future blog, but a PAS means, U cannot receive it, the 6th dimension of Jimmie and his elevators will not permit it, they can always use their all powerful E-3/E4- PAWM-PIE at any time over all of us, bringing us right back 2 the genous invention of psychotic features claims, such as my diagnosed MEDICAL CONDITION of PARANOIA. This means basically DELUSIONS OF PERSECUTION, and the belief that POWERFUL ENEMIES R IN AN ORGANIZED CONSPERACY AGAINST U, ALWAYS POWERFUL ONES, AND ALWAYS ORGANIZED. Now how can those that R targeted by indeed this exact situation, ever get justice and vindication, after this major MEDICAL invention of the freeze up and cut WASHCLOTH CLUB????

The mightt Lambrigg Cult has nothing 2 do with an area in ENGLAND called LAMBRIGG, and this must B major told and understood right here and now. Many of these IC's or INTENTIONAL CONFUSIONS, have all been previously set up 2 do just this, OBFUSCATE, MUTTLE, AND CONFUSE, huh Joe Friday, dah-da-da-da---dahhhhh.

There R many things 2 open with on all of this, and as usual, Mormacuriel is preventing very much right now, or translation, my computer time on this public terminal is winding down and out, Copyright Office, long ago and far away, all not 1983 withstanding, still, this year, start listening 2 all the lyrics from THIS YEAR, if U cannot C that indeed this powerful CULT is using the art of EXPLORATRONICS 2 time travel and effect and then re-effect things of major significance and oimportance,m UR indeed a blind person, truly blind, U may C at an eyechart level of 20/10, but UR BLINDER THAN BATS AND WOOD.

The invention of head shrinking is a major goal and objective, THEY invented it 2 silence those like me, TARGETED by the games, 4 their great amuzements and distractions from the hellish NON-OBLIVION situation, that all of us face at void when collectively existing at truth and not dreaming out and away from it in dream fabric. is nothing I can do except try over time 2 tell this amazing and frightening tale of total hell. The DARK SHADOWS peeps tried, and look what finally happened, there is a majoir story also 2 this show and their makers, in REA:L-LIFE, as U would use the term, and do I

Sunday, February 21, 2010

FINAL CHAPTER 8, DAVE ROTH STORY, TC-FF

I am under the worst mother fucking deatrh siege ever. The giant slut attack is worse thsan it has been since the other Sunday 9 or 10 weeks ago on the I-95 highway rest stop. They R all over, but the hologram around me is a SWITCHER, meaning that I left the residence 2 come here 2 the library, and it began in a sort of different way and then suddenly was magically turned upside down on a fucking dime or SWITCHED BY CONTROLLERS, as I come 2C this as, sort of like a pushed car in nuetral gear. I am barely able 2 push a bicycle with my tiny physical strength, but 4 the normal stronger peeps that can, U all know what I mean, U push and then stop, it goes on a little but slows and finally stops. The games around me R in a momentum from prior pushes most of the time, but a SWITCHED HOLOGRAM signifies that THEY R directly on top of me fucking with me at hypertime power. Not only R giants around me but I have suffered lots of major flirtation, they R annoying and I cannot stand it, first, it makes no sense, Y would beautiful women talk 2 me and flirt with me, a child with one eye can plainly C how fucking totally ugly I am, fat, old, ugly, with nothing at all 2 offer anyone, it makes absolutely no fucking sense and it tremendouly annoying.

Sky siege is horiffic, chemtrailing is very bad, motor fucking trash cycles R literally everywhere, the entire hologram around me is full of enemies and horiffic shit.

It all started upon my leaving this library last Friday afternoon and going on my 2nd errand, the building that I go 2 meetings at and applied 4 my food stamps, which by the way did come. The bennies in Florida R very inferior 2 those given to disabled peeps with horrendous problems such as myself, than the way it was back in New Jersey, but that is the way it goes, and I'm greatful 4 anything I can get, BRAH!!!

All day today, loud polanes R stalking me illegally and persecuting me, and it began with a zenithing and crash level one over my residence at 5:30 last night, last week it was Saturday night at this exact time, this week, Friday, but same time.

The same thing is happening 2 me again, some AA lady is attemting 2 force me 2 help her cheat on a US government test, I am being intimidated. I am gonna have 2 tell my social worker on monday and C what can B done, New Jersey all over again, it is not me, it is this mother fucking HUNTINGTON CURSE. It is not removable, and the gods games 2 distract from no-oblivion-ever, is the root cause of all of this unspeakable fucking evil against me.

Last night, my mighty roulette system finally failed pretty badly, not a total crash, as i have made so many units over 4 months time, but it was putrid fucking bad, I knew immediately what 2 expect today, and was totally braced, and not a bit motherfucking dissappointed.

The giant slut-attack is the worst, I am scared 2 death of these horrible trashy peeps, they bother me and frighten me, especially the giant in the elevator. I was fucking raped in a hospital elevator by that evilo fucking witch PAULA KING in the tail end of 1997 or the first week in 1998, trying 2 forget this awful nightmare, don.t believe my 27 month back blog description, tried 2 tell myself I enjoyed this, I was forced against my will, and no one gives a fucking shit except 4 my great pal Dick wolf, he has proved 2 me on numerous occassions that indeed he is doing all he can 2 help me, if by merely getting some good info that is helping me 2 figure this hellishness out. Thank U Dick. Then there was Mark Minor, the swing-singer in late 1965and early into the year of 1966. Yeah, he wanted 2 go home along with his future Beach Boys. The MOVING COMPOUND is real, i accept this all now, no way just smoke and mirror powerful Vegas magic tricks vcan explain away all of this, just no fucking way lads and lassies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I face facts, I love realists, my original hero 4 just that reason will always B the great count Andreas Petofi of the TV serial show of the sixties, DARK SHADOWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Must keep it real, no matter WHAT, real really is,just like what is the VOID? The void is what is real, and that is all that is real, it is simply truth,m the truth nothing more or else can ever B REAL, merely, DREAM FABRIC. Speaking of real, I understand and know my statistics on the normal average height of grown american females, between 18 and 80 years, and it is between 5 feet5 and 5 feet 9 inches, and supposedly, 75% of grown women should fit into this range of 4 inches of height. So how can I run into nothing but girlks all day today, 3 fucking heads taller than me, explain it somebody, just go ahead and tell me 2 my fucking satisfaction, and then Y on some days and on others, things all R within the noirms, where they average out about only half a head taller or so than me, that is the more normal range. Tell me??????

Also I was forced 2 part 10 light years away from library, yet no concert is in the park, nor any event non musical is ongoing in the indian River Marina area here in Ft. Pierce, FLUSAESMWG today, YYYYYYYY?????????????????? Y would any beauty queen flirt with the ugliest piece of fucking shit on this Earth, let alone an entire gang of them, including the bitch that scared me in the elevator here in the olibrary, and the library is filled with 6-6'ers, guys all R smaller here, the pussies R total giants, C it 4 yoiurself, do no take my word up in the fucking future, scan back and zoom in, the teck is all there 100 years into anytimatter fucking space, or is it U all doing this 2 me in a fucking evil game, 2 begin with??????????????? What sick and deranged pleasure can U sick psycho's get out of hurting and fucking with me so much, kin the FUCKING NAME OF THE GODS????????????????????

I am seriously thinking of not paying rent, hidi ng out somewhere and I know where now that i am a Floridian and know the territory, this ain't 10 fucking weeks ago BRO, and just leave and take fucking off 4 Americana where this shit must B lessened, no CIA/NSA/BFA around me 2 keep doing all this 2 me, then one way or another I'll quickly come 2 learn and c if this is peeps from here, or the motherfucking future.

If only one person ewith clout, as I told the managers of the Phillies baseball club on 3 or 4 occassions, would just try and disprove me, what would anyone have 2 lose, I vcould collapse the entire world enconomy and let it all start over, giving the little peeps their chance 2 really live 4 a change here in this fucking hell. All it would take is 4 someone with some power 2 believe what I say and let me prove i am correct, and that MORIANITY is no scam and no hoax, but no, stuck in a nightmare me, knows the reality here, realist me knows that the light never really came on in that fucking nightmare dream, and clarence Harris almost murdered me when he was unable 2 prove me wrong that day back in '98. Just think how close he came 2 becoming an aid 2 a United States president, scarey, lots more 2 tell, the school with the magical compyuter in Cherry Hill, who and what labs were behind its ownership, and many other powerhouse things. Let me 4 right now just take my new shoews and walk the hell out of here and into the relative safety of my own dwelling, I intend 2 tell my SW, yes, 2 bad real life is not like your movie MC. Endless parkways and driveways and ironies, only this was no irony or coinkedink here, huh?

End Transmission, I am still here Arnie, and will B leaving 4 Americana soon, BUD Muscles.

Friday, February 19, 2010

chapter 7, STORY OF DAVID C ROTH, CT-FF

Let me tell UYI made a 2nd reservation here at the library today. I tried 2 print and could not, wanted a printout 4 my records, so this time on this different computer, and allowing 4 a longer time 2 do this by simply blogging a shott blog right now, I will C if works or is a problem with the other computer I was just on, and if later on and upon this failing 2 work, and the librarian cannot get it done 4 me, then the problem is on Blogger.com's end of it, and I will simply have 2 try again over the weekend some time.

This will help me say a little more now B4I post up and try one single print job. So Y indeed did Robert Patterson cheatley after our major problems in the summer and early autumn of 1985, manage somehow 2 throw David Roth into my path, in November, 1985, at the Caldor Department store security job? Well, I can give U all ideas, if any of it was court provable, I'd B in court. That is certainly a gimme by a retards mentallity, duh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

During my last computer session here at Fort Pierce, Florida Library, some strange window boxes were opening, and i closed them, as a result, the time remaining 4 my usage jumped by 10 full minutes, as U can count the words typed, I had a little longer, as more words must B typed I'd presume Stanley L. LSS, this all was spurious as Ron would put it at the Camden county Prosecutor's Office back early as the nineteen nineties were comning into their own. Don't drop your hairpiece out of any 20 choppers with bad rotors there college boy. Yeah, magical numbers, so many of them, yo. Y does he give a shit anyway, Mister winn? "C" what I mean Steve, if U still do. I always knew that silling eye thing was jhust a pub-stunt.



So did Colaman try and ice me 4 disappointing his daughter 18 months B4 the Highway 295 incident? And Y was he coming 2 me in so many interactions after the passing of MJ, and asking me if I could use lazer trace distance delay technology 2 bring him back? All along I could have told the dude, that he does not need 2B brought back, he never left. If only Thomas J. Reale would fake his doom someday,m or at least feel the need 2, after what that child pervo did 2 me, the slime hole. Steve Murray said a monstrously horiffic thing 2 me one day at the Griggin Pipe location in Florence Township, NJUSAESMWG, regarding this. Some peeps think I say some things that 90210 Kelly would faint at, huh, Shawnee Smith Poolside, well, things that have been said 2 me by so many, none of u out here have clue number point oh one, how much more fantastic these things have been. Someday, I am telling, and if this makes me look like little 2nd grad tattletailer, then tough beer juice, call me that if U so choose, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Or call me Beetlejuice and late 4 school, runs in families, just not late 4 dindin, or not 2 late, huh MI? Great work, I am so proud of U, always am, U never disappoint your biggest fan.

Moving on quickly B4 Morma gets a quick sneak edge up on me, let me tell U all that things R bad. Chemtrailing and overall bullshit sucks, I will b riding a moped shortly, as I cannot afford my car any longer, U can thank Ann and dawn 4 all of this, as I was fdoing just fine until they came along and totally ruined my rentirew mother fucking life. Then they call me a souless motherfucker and wish me nothing but bad in my future, quote, end of quote, aren;t these diseased snakes lovely, John Carpenter Foca????????????????????????????

So is my unconscious mind, since i saw the movie 4 the very first time last night, working on me a year ago or so with that poowerful interaction that I had ewhere I could not get off of Long Island, and stuck with 2 drunken cousins who I hardly know at all on this side of the dreambeds?

Captain Hunter, Colaman put me on this DE and AEC list, I know this fromn things i now remember in the HW swimming pool. In his last lifetime, he was a great symphony music composer, then his next series of dreams comes along and he has no interest at all in music, just things that all pertain 2 what makes me tick and how I can pull off the things I can. Oh well, I have nothing 2 hide, I have never done anything wrong, I can live with my conscionce, how about all of U? Velocitronics is not something that I can teach the human race here in 2K10 in a 1-2-3 lesson. Stoill, with this small advance in tech, things will most likely begin being as I saw them in two thousand twenty nine, and when I heard that wild song, now still 19 full years out ahead of me in negative antimatter space. What I will tell is that I have a million things that I know, and in any real world, the peeps that wanna know about it would not B playing games with me 2 get the information, I know when the me in that bed vanished, I was trap;ped inside a dream. Should I say a nightmare. Still, do not take any of it 2 heart my teen-Goddess, SSJK, I will always, and we will leave that there, maybe U sang that tune 2 me in the car, not that one, U know the other one, sorry I countered U with the shorter time periods, my life back then was a total turbulant nightmare, someday I hope U can forgive THAT-BOY. Thank U4 the 14 MK off my horrendous sentence in Dogtown. BYE-BYE

I am back Arnold, they all danced 2 it at McDonalds in 1988, it is all blogged.

E./T.

chapter 6, story of DCR, here on TT @ FF

Sky siege is fairly bad, a blue and white helicopter went right over my car on the way here at just past Virginia and Route one heading north towards library, could B shiriffs, as just shy of the area, on the ground, several cars R pulled over by several county sheriff cars, but still my paranoia tells me 2 always think otherwise. IC enemies and trouble in all 6 directions, even below the ground, yes the MISTS R HERE, MISTER CASTELLO AND MISSES ROHR, U TRIED 2 WARN PEEPS, AND THEY TURNED DEAF EYES AND EARS AND just thought of your fantastic TV show as wild and entertaining. I always knew there was a lot more attached, once it so abruptly was terminated and cancelled, things do not happen like this, ever, not after a brand new plot was obviously leading towards bringing back that no-no thing, thre LAMBRIGGER CULT, or as U called them, 4 sake of safety and anonimity, the Leviathans.

Davw Roth had many friends not yet told about in any real lengthy detail, such as the mighty "Systems-Anaylist" as he would refer 2 him as, Wilbur MacAfee, they were very good froinds, this now very famous name dshould ring a bell, loud and clearly, 2all and any geeks and any computer users alike everywhere. Funny how the machine insists on not returning 2 the margin on that past line no matter what I try and do, somebody knows I have major fucking shit 2 say today BRO!!!!!!

He also knew well and got me a job in late winter time of the year 1987 where this man was employed as a supervisor and Captain, Captain Hunter. Do not think the name here is by any coincidence, it jhas also been carefully checked out by powerful friends of my own that U might vcall somewhat of geneolgical experts. When I told him of my persecution, describing it in vivid detail, instead of a laugh as usual responce, came a serious look on his face. He told me and i will quote the man, "Give me your full name, SS#, drivers license full number, address, and date of your birth, and just keep your mouth shut, i'll get back 2U". He did. It was 2 weeks later, tops. He looked at me as he handed back the small notepad with the personal info on it I had given him and he said, and again I will quote, "QUIT-HACKING". I did not even own a computer, nor use one, anywhere, this I will swear 2 under penalty of full purjury charges, and I am not, nor was I ever some clueless kid from America, or any other idiot. U do not need B AE or OPPIE, or VB, or even the Admissions Director 4 Beyonce's Christmas school of Ebineezer Scrooge, 2 know that something indeed was very wrong, I mean, who would put my name on some domestic enemies list as a dangerous hacker? Maybe an angry family that yes, had some reason 2B angry. Still, let me tell U, the incident on Highway 295, all officially on the record and date-time stamped and Google-Blogger blogged, is right there 4 the world 2have and C any old time, BRAH. By the way, my margin just fixed itself, spurious day today, huh, Ronald Rirtz, CCPO??????????? What happened with Mac afee and Dave and his pals on Long Beach Island one night is complex and never has been touvhed, but was about 2B discussed only Dawn was then suddenly released from the Rehab Clinic in Secaucus, NJUSAESMWG. Jackson knew I meant business, the McDonnel Douglas NASA driver who tried 2 ice me on the highway early in 1988, just ask the Honorable Judge Scattergood, of Florence Township, or the Olympian God, Psychie Marathus, known mortally here as Steve Murray, from Griffin Pipe, who suddenly was telephoned by this firm in the late summertime of 1986 with no application ever put in, asking him if he would wish 2B in their employ, I am so glad that he proudly shared that story with me around 2003, this is powerful stuff in my collection of evidence that will hopefully work towards vindicating me someday and proving all my shit is totally real and true.

So what really happened with Sarah Jacobson and Sarah on Tennessee Avenue? Well, if time runs one way in the matter world, it runs the other way in the worlds where the polarity of the electron and the polarity of the proton R reversed.Exactly one half of all the countless parallel universes R matter in white space, and the other half run opposite, only by the reference point of any of them, they all r in the white matter side, and those running opposite R the anti-matter black space universes, it is all relative. Speaking of the Frudian lip slip of 'admissions', nephew Scrooge, the real power here is how a youngster had the power 2 do so much, and then u might B asking yourself, then Y did she not tell me who she really was on the night of the NEW-SHOES? The answer is SET-UP, GAMES OF THE GODS, and DISTRACTION REGARDING UNLIMITING EXISTENCE, a totally unfacable hell.

Nearly a year following my trip 2 Orlando Florida late in December of 1983 while residing at 506 Robin Hill, Chris Blum RIPOFF infringement numbers history marker of the LOC, rent some movies peepes, C hpow nuts and paranoid I really am being regarding all of this shit, aniwho, after this trip, I had a very important appointment with the inventors and patent holders oif the PRIVECODE machine, Arch in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG. They suddenly in late autumn in 1984 were all called away 2 Washington, District of 13 Columbias, 4 reasons not bloggable. It has something 2 do however with my admitting that I could foretell the lottery by hooking theoir machine up in a series with numerous other gismos leading out 2 a landline telephone line, no guns, no songs, PLEASE.Some things R going on that cannot B shared, I may not get throughn this day alive, it is 2 huge and beyond the nonblogg limits, just please take me at my word. As 4 the blood transfusions, tim Barber, and all this horriffic stuff, do not try this at home, and whatever U do, try and make it your personal goa 2 exit this dream (LIFE) just as soon as U can, not remaining here in any one series of nightmare interactions, any longer than u have 2, that is my gift of special knowledge 2U all right here and right now Lieutenant, as we seem 2B pulling lots of ranks today, BRO-GREEN, huh???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes they were suddenly and right smack dab out of the blue caled down 2 Catapult Machine Maxmiles District as the old romans might C it as. Good old 600, or DC.

When the moon and the planet Jupiter were being made direct contact with in the sixties and the nineties by the entities from this earth, or their devices, major things altered in my life here mortally forever, and I have a powerful major respect and more than just a healthy fear 4 outer space, and what NASA is doing out beyond our breathable air. If just NASA was funding this program, then that is one thing, but when the entire black-file agency system is powerfully on board, then nobody is ever gonna tell me a different story, and especially in lieu of the fact that all the STACEY stuff started with Levy and Shoemaker, my landlady and the soon 2 follow mayor of the largest and moist famous world resort city, i speak of none other than Atlantic City, still, how did Sarah get there as her there, and later a few years beyond this as JACOBSON? Well, closets of bright light come 2 mond, but then so does John Carpenter and his ripping off my idea of turning a few large cities into prisons, back when I was swimming in pools and meeting powerful aliens. Is there nothing these friends of Frederick Hinger and Robert McGuire cannot or wqill not do, when they have such a powerful game 2 play out, huh Billy Gates, yeah bud, what would all of us have done without U? Well 4 starters, we would have lived where I had woke up at the proper time and not while still inside a dream where I tried so desperately 2 get the light 2 go on and make those hideous BRIGGBASE monsters disappear out of my pipe bedroom, Patrick Jane. Yeah, we talkers, we never really run and leave, do we, people think they know so damn much, right peeps???????

Arnie, I will not B BACK, I AM HERE, and ask the Library of Congreess, and they'll tell U, I have indeed been here since i988, and PROCLAIMING IT AS WELL, BRAH!!!!!!

E/T.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The Story Of David CR-Chapter 5, at TC in FF

Yeas that attack on my body was major, but I am heeled, remember tape number 1787, Copyright Examiners, i sure do, so does my daughter I presume, mister Stanley. Also, the past blog title was not correct, the word "COAST" came out, instead of "4", sorry 4 my endless humamity sir Bruce Pennock, little not so perfect me strikes again, and reminds the world that a huge gargantuan set up is going on, yet remains somewhat impersonal, it is just a horiffic game, and what most of U need 2 do in order 2 really gain some real insight and understanding into things preached in the once official MORIANITY , and now merely my on-going blogging, is the great OLYMPICS, and U really do need 2 buy or rent a movie, called "Without Limits". Carefully hear how Runner Coach Bill Bowerman talks about the power and iportance and tremendous significance of the world and its olympic system, only a much higher truth than this is truly behind things, goddess Nike not withstanding, or any other of Diana's cousins and sisters of the great Arteemis family of Olympia Province on the Phase-2 Reality, or the Astral Plane, (AP). Every single thing that is harped and harped on in the "BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN", and in "MORIANITY" in general, is all wrapped up in this one thing, nbut U and the world out here will most likely never get struck by the light bulb going on in your mind saying boldly 2U, "YO, I GET IT NOW".

LSS, first, I do not now nor ever have nor will, hold any real grudges against the humans that R responcible 4 so much, even and including, the nasty evil criminal named Robert McGuire, of Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic city, NJUSAESMWG. Still, the Hatfield/McCoy thing is very real, and so is the FBI LAB that I am quite sure must B placing my now defunked website that I'll bet big borrowed bucks on that they indeed did download back 2 years or so ago, going totally nuts and half bizzerk, and also I am certain the entire story, or their misguided concepts of its fractional reality in their own minds, is now quite highly classified in many United States government systems, right up there with Area-51, and the new area taking its place, and other areas as well. The problem with all of this is that rules exist, and powerful gods will not permit certain super high secrets 2 ever revealed 2 humanity, not at this caveman point in the time illusion aniwho. What i am getting at here is the simple honest truth that they WILL NOT PERMIT some secrets 2 ever circulate and B humanly revealed, not yet and not right now. Does this prevent me from blogging or talking electronically on this internet?, of course not, it just stops and totally prevents U, all of U I would heavily wager, from properly receiving and assimilating the rreal truths that I have now tried bringing 2 the world regarding my hellish nightmare life 4 so long now as the present time illusion of the so-called physical ME.

I told U all that 4 dreams kept recurring from early boyhood and this went on until very near present times, the Atlantic City beaches and the catapulting magical machine and being with Goddess Sarah-Stacey, the school that I learned was a detention center only very recemntly, in Egg Harbor, NJUSAESMWG, called HARBORFIELDS, the Flaggler Beach area here in Florida about 1-2 hundred miles north of where I live now up on the north-coast, and most powerfully, the dream of the light. I want 2 talk now about dream 4, this is what the rest of this blog will B devoted 2, please try and listen with some kind of an open mind, please don't go away my lovely Diana, please stay, even though I did not stay J. Washburn, yes, I ran away, UNITAWF gave me no choice. I was told recently by the social workers here in Fort Pierce, lorida, that i did the right thing and never B down on myself 4 running out of that monstrous and horiffic shituation, and that was no mis-spelling there, BRO!!!!!! At least all of this lets me know that in some ay , she, SSJK, does really care about me, and never can come out and admit it 2 Planet Earth, but i know Sky. But I will not say 9-9-0 over and over, as I have been hurled into a brand new part of hyperspace somewhere in the past several years, where U and the great White of New York, traded places on several of your hits and her hits, I would not lie 2U on a subject that means so myuch 2U, after-all it is your entire life, so U know that "THAT-BOY would only B totally straight with U on this my Goddess teen-queen. Now moving back in the remaining short time left 2 me, 2 the story I wrote in misses Torreto's class in 5th grade in Westmoint, New Jersey, USAESMWG, and how it altered my life in ways unbloggable times ten 2 the power of 60.

In this experience, I would run 2 get my desk lampo on, waking from a nightmare of shadow monsters chasing me, nearly 8 foot black dressed robed and hooded things that look like Christmas Future on the George Scott version of Charles Dickens great story, "A Christmas Caroll". They were 2 horrendoius 4 me 2 talk more about in detail even if time or emmit, or Morma permitted it, and he doies not. what I will say 2U all now is simply this. At first, the dreams ended where I woke up eventually with the light finally going on because I actually had awakened from a powerful dream-within-dreams interaction, and when the light failed 2 go on each time B4 awake ning, I knew i hafd not broken out of the nightmare that imprisoned me, fully frightened and fully lucid and aware. Eventually, these cutie pie entities did an ultimate thing 2 me, that later happened in other ways through future years, only lights not working on and being trapped in devilish darkness was not the problem any longer. Still, the came a time around a week or so after my 18th birthday, when I had the light ACTUALLY GO ON, INSIDE THIS TRAPPED NIGHTMARE. When thius happened, more things happened that need B explored with anyone willing 2 listen 2 me and read this blogging series with even 1% of an open mind and spirit.

4 right now, phase-4 entities R behind many things, so is LAWTRONICS, and so is a powerful TRUTH, GAWNUM up TRUTH and then VOID, it is a match up, and it should b, and the truth contained in all of this, is all part of Y Morianity and mountainpoen all is inside of this noghtmare worse, only 2 worsen with RPL Sound Studios, Cherry Hill and what ocurred there, and even tright down 2 the waking night of the visiting the group with David Roth called "New Shoes, but more than Nike sneaks and new shoes is all mixed upo with this, right Jennifer. Told U the Mayor and his clan were shady characters, did I not?

End Tranny, I am here, I am back, 2 stay, ARNIE BOY!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

david charles roth chapter coast, TC-FF, Mountainpen

Siege is very bad. The weekend was filled with chemtrailing on Saturday afternoon, then Sunday, a crash level chopper zenithed over my residence at half past 5 in the evening, followed 20 minutes later by a very loud low private enemy areial craft. Last night, these diseased mother fuckers wiped out my health with a powerful nuke body death slam, fucking up first my heart, then my bowells, causing me a night of solid toilet visitations. Magnesonic, scan, open command on G-7, wipe out and destroy all persons ane dnemies that Rviciously injuring a totally innocent man, cause huge natural Earth surface disturbances as your power gain levels R being maxed out 2 11.8, and do what U must 2 destroy this putrid pile of pig shit, STOP.

Well, U now know a little tiny bit about Dave roth, and I may know a tiny bit more, but only McGuire and other horiffic peeps, really know the real and true and awesome details of this entire plot 2 wipe out many lives, just so they can play some silly gods-game, and distract from thinking about the horrors of knowing they never can NOT-EXIST!!!!!! U can laugh, but it is your confused conscious mind that's refusing 2C these truths typed on these fucking blogs.

Meant 2 type in the apartment name on a recent prior blog, called the DELLWAY ARMS, not the Oakland Garden, guess my mind was temporarily operatingin an altered part of the hyperspace, as both of these garden type apartment systems were on the same block in Oaklyn, New Jersey, on Oakland avenue, USAESMWG. Sorry 4 the error Bruce, we're all human and as U said 2 me in the early 70's, nobody is perfect, BRAH!!!!!!!!

If U could round up a thousand highly intellectual peeps, and they randomly and arbitrarily were 2 read any 20 or 30 of my blogging posts, U would c that npo human, or they would C at least, could ever pull off faking such an incredible and outlandish tale as my true story of NON-fiction, being told here and now on Flagler's Florida's Treasure Coast!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Let me start on this little bwogg Elmer Fwudd, with Sarah Karge and how I miscalcufreakinglated something about her.How indeed, could she B running a small shop on tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, in the noneteen sixties, and simultaneously B in a trance and projecting her glorified or (ASTRAL) body down 2 me and others, on the streets outside, as the Sarah I had come 2 know and remember? It is just not a logical conclusion once carefuly examined and really thought through in elaborate detail. Who did become Sarah of 10-SC Avenue, as well as Sarah Jabson at the coolie Hall in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG then?

Last night 2 days back, or night B4 last, i had a wild freaking interaction. The gods were all speaking 2 mre in a large and unfamiliar room, and one of them repeated over and over 2 me in a clear and concise voice and mannerism, "SATAN IS A VERY POWERFUL GOD". No shit Sherlock, only on the AS, the gods refer 2 this entity as apollo-Lucifer, so Y did I come back with this remembered translated conscious experience? The simple answer 2 all of this is the gods love 2 play games, and they themselves R living through all of us here in the 5th dimensional hyperspace. Oh, U wanna get into specifics, sure U do, that is only natural, come with me 4 the next 2 or 3 or 4 hunbdred years, and learn something about who we all R, and what we all r really doing here in this so-called life. Bjut if U expect a 1-2-3 lesson, U will B disappoinyted at a much faster rate than any velocities my blogs ever make mention of over the past 4 years, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The hunting trip up north between my cuz Arthur Huntington and his pal was no ordinary one, as U may know from last autumn's blog posts. I also came 2 learn that it was not his pappy, Herbert, but son Arthur who had married a girl from the Chicago area by the name of alice Gallagher. But it would take a month 2 give all the greasy details of how a beyond horiffic plot was all launched, and when he learned his wifew had been eve n remotely involved with such satanic wickedness, he decided 2 kill both her and her mom in their sleep, and then proceeded 2 hang himself in the basement of their Braintreee home in Massachusetts, USAESMWG. I am not the only one who knew the great prophet MORONI, who spelled his name in several similar ways throughout the years of our early american nation and its development.

The strange devivce that always was in the interaction all my life between 1969 and 1972, that catapulted people 600 miles in a flash, has a very interesting number when compared with the BRIPER, as 20 being a BRIGGBASE-PERIOD in years, when divided with this mileage og 600, is 30, and this magic number was used as a powerful 1988 hint 2 me by Zudlochronus that the STL was about 2 kick in the first time, and the second time, at the same time, and only time itself has the power 2 pull off that little miracle. Even becoimming cannonized 10 times over would nrever result from pulling off this much un-natural activity, right Jennifer Washburn. A child can C all that is happening and that I make nothing up at all. If U do not C, then U don't wanna c, it is just that Henningsen chain simple, Mizz Trinitrail. But then having Emmit tell me I have 30 years from my birth 2 remember HER, is one part of this cruel evil and quite ugly game, the other verification symbol is the Roman Numerals of the catapult machine in its milage transport abilities, BRO!!!!!!! Still think all of this is nonsense, sure U do, only it is not your free will that is going here with yourself, I can promise U that, driving the car of your life is a privelage, noit a right, ask both the Copyright Office, and most states, Motor Vehicle Offices, DUH, at any friggin' color!!!!!!!

There is even more powerful stuff involved in the (3) numbers of 20, 600, and 1001, but the great mormacuriel is forcing me 2 end this blog 4 right now, somebody out here will b very sorry ass real damn soon. UR just like Ben Stone and Lobo, falling off chairs and waitin' out your time, so brace up dudes!!!!!!!!

I am I am here, Arnie Sc.

End Transmission.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

story of david charles roth, chapter 3, TCFF

I woke up not well this mornig, the scum bag enemies R chemtrailing and poisoning me. This is YI am back here 2 go right on telling U some powerful amnd deadly-dangerous shit my brothers. Take it anyway U want, it is the fucking truth.

Bob Patterson Cheatley who I met in 1983 while sick and choking on these nasty Project STORM FURY ice crystals in the sky, only then they kept them INVISIBLE, not an obvious persecution as it later came 2 become. Cheatley and I had a falling out in October of 1985, and then he brought into my life, the one and only DAVID C. ROTH, at the department store security job. The falling out was over an investment plan I had that was a concern 2 the DONALD, he did not want any competition in his plan 2 revitalize the city of Camden, NJUSAESMWG. I have powerful evidence that David was sent into my life by Cheatley and hius once underaged Noonan girlfriend, all friends of friends, and known 2 the astral organization as working bees so 2 speak, I speak of course of the LAMBRIGGER CULT. B4 the break up of me and cheatley, I was taken 2 a home in Berlin, NJUSAESMWG, and met the greatest ELVIS impersonator on the Earth. The reason he was so good was quite obvious, he was really him, and had faked his 1977 death real well, a family secret not then passed on to daughter Precilla, but she learned of it through the UNITAWF bees, and other friends, and even gave the idea 2 an ex so he could not worry about a future prosecution that he felt would definitely B in the cards 4 him, once it starts,as the Catholic Church and the Priests thing went, U know, it rolls and rolls, as we all know, he knew he would B targeted, so yes Colaman, I can do this without a lot of money, actually, a couple of telephone calls would set it all up, so let us never go here again, now U know that I know all of it, and just because I do noyt remove my blood volume weekly, and run it through a north polarity isolated frequency generator striking all possible notes on the great cosmic keyboard of vibration and then returning my blood back into my body, does not mean, I could not, nor do I wish 2 remain trapped here endlessly in this dream-nightmare of life physically.

The good reason 4 not telling daut-P was the same as trhe J's not knowing, they r not in on this secret either. Still, earlier on, McGuire threatened Spider-RD as he was known 2 the State Police system down at TRUMP's, when he first bought into the Cassle Krassle, and earlier, and had fallen in love with Sarah Callio who went a lot 2 the shows, shades of Grace Messenger, oh well history does repeat itself, ask any historian, he was not liked by McGuire, and was told his daut P would B whacked if he kept dating her, still, there is a reason Y no kids, a botched A word, U get the nightmare sitch, I cannot blog as much as this, but wanna blog even so much more. History REPEATS ITSELF, RIGHT? Remember that B4 the death of the "KING", Elv was about 2 embark on sa huge Vegas act, that they all KNEW could B better done this way, and that the location would B switched 2 the east coast, and good old Atlantic city.

McG controls the Earthly UNITAWF, all branches, do not ever let MI tell U otherwise, she knows the real deal here, BRAH. If I had just originally named the title 2 my 1986 song, RGG and not her nick-name, none of this would ever have happened, but then hyperspace equation is part of all 365 days of the year, not just Christmas, gimme a break JIMMIE STUART and GEORGE SCOTT. tHIS IS A HUGE TOPIC THAT WOULD REQUIRE SO MUCH TIME AND ATTENTION THAT THERE IS JUST NO WAY IT VCAN EVER b DISCUSSED, UNLESS WITH oPPIE, vON, b, AND ae, AND THEN, THERE WOULD b LIMITS, THE MERE SIZE OF THE 5TH ANFD THE 6TH DIMENSIONS MAKE THIS A REALITY NO MATTER HO WE MAY WISH 2 SPLICE THE OL' PI!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry about hitting the CAPS ON button, no time 2 repair an error, not shouting here, all though even whispering out names and remembering can lead 2 me getting good and whacked should I keep going on and getting less subtle and more specific, so far, conclusuons can B wondered about from reading these text words, not absolutely known 4 sure, or drawn scientifically, but do I beklieve Sarah Callio and her distant cousin paralelled here, U bet I do.

Now Dave as previously said, was a worker bee, (WB), for the Brigger Cult, as they truly exist as on the Astral Plane, and these shadow monsters used 2 haunt me almost every night as a youth, the nightmares were sao bad that I wanted 2 escape into death and oblivion. On July 4th in 1966, Bruce Walters was so angry with my fowl mouth about some of these nightmares, I have a permanent WATCHERS SCAR of the highlands of my own hometown area on my left wrist, and the entire state police force know all about it back in Jersey, it is all over my identification so I could work as a guard.

Did the great hunting trip with Gallagher's husband, my distant cousin Arthur Huntington happen 4 no good reason up north? What do u all think. How about NS gropup so I could run into MI and we could get 2 know each other 4 an hour, even less than the RGG-day, none of this happened by itself, all of it was controlled and fixed, and still tings al around me R totally fixed. Soon, I will B amonth the dead, things around me R very bad. When David heard the song reecorded at the Cherry Hill home a week after it was done, he roared and literally fell off of the couch and rolled as though Harold Lloyd was involved, my scatt singing in the mid-song part was what got him off the couch and roaring like a madman, he told me after eventually composing himself enough 2 permit his speach 2 return.

Dave Roth and Mark Marini, a discuised MORONI, from years in the print shop future, were all part of this incredible and emensely elaborate scheme. It still all boils down 2 what MORIANITY preaches and hgas all along, the games, and Y they need B played, and until any of U even try on any real level 2 GET what this is all about, existing that is, or never being able NOT-2, U will not get the entire message, it is eating cake with no icing, or liquid ice cream, half the story never makes it or even good, U just stop reading and go, "YEAH, nut case mountainpen again, he can really tell a wild tale, yo". BULLSHIT ladies and gentlemen, this is true, and a nightmare from which all other nightmares R all made out of. The gods themselves do not know while in a body, this truth, and i sit here on this contraption hoping that i can convince humans of somnething, I am the epitome of stupid squared, huh, MI?

These few words tell nothing, there is a ton a million more tons 2 tell just 2 make more clear the stuff told in these 3 chapters of DCR. More is coming, if I remain on this side of the dream bed, that is, Arnie, but i am BACK, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!

E/T

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

the story of david charles roth, chapter 2 on TC in FF

Spurious, spurious computer today. I had some weird thing happen. The lady here B4 me maybe left something open when her time expired, do not know, but the Blogger Account opened me up in the all ready remembered and printed box on the homepage BLOGGER screen as David something, now this is the stuff I do not believe is just randomly ocurring, let me repeat myself, DAVID, something. No, not the David discussed on my blogs, but still, tell me U pro gambs out there, WHAT R THE ODDS THAT THIS HAPPENED, IT NEVER DID B4 IN ALL MY PUBLIC TERMINAL BLOGGING HISTORY?????

LSS, my dad never knew David, 2 my knowledge, he did however know many of the same Tinsel towners that David CR knew, as my dafd was a treasure salvor, amnd in the 60's and 70's, peeps were anxious 2 strike it rich in many risky and exciting ways, they were called venture capital investors, some like my dad referred 2 them as angels, a term well known to those seeking non conventional lending resources 2 finance a project that would B considered of extremely high risk. They bth knew the great studil musician quite well, Hal Blaine, and I could go on and on with names, this blog is not here 2 try and impress anyone with anything, it is here 2 tell a story of the most amazing thing 2 my knowledge on this polanet in at least this entire ICP, (Ice Cycle Period). These ICP is YI am and will go on laughing at the greenies and the Gore's of the world, they only want our money, it is a huge hoax, IMHO, still, this is also what i screamed and hollared and expended great deals of energy trying 2 convince myself more than any of U4 so long about physical timne travel being a major smoke and mirrors illusion.

My dad called me in late 1973 after I finished up my computer school training and make no mistake, these systems, the old IBM-360's, and this new stuff of today's world, R literally apples and oranges, the main difference being lack of software, not the microchip and downsizing thing that U may have all first guessed, yes that also, but #1 is what I tell U, that is the real diff, and this is Y my degree from 1973 is a worthless piece of mother trucking paper. Moving on, my dad said he wants 2 visit, i had not seen him since I was 10 freaking years old, here i am just turning freaking 19. Early in January of 1974, he did come up, and mom and I were towards the end of our 5 and a half year residence in Oaklyn, New Jersey, USAESMWG, at the Oakland Garden Apartment complex. Dad had been with Mel Fisher and Kiup Wagner, and their mutual pal, Bill Kirtland. Now out of the blue, he pops-up!!!!! Remember, I started this thing B4 VH1 and MTV ever did, so let us get that up front and straight out in the Beaver cleaver open right off the freaking bat, White New York, not plains, and hubby, and yes, I misspelled, I meant 2 write, he dropped a hint, he did more than that, he stole a song, got rich, married a worthless rich crackhead, and tried 2 tell me that his pappy knew my pappy some time ago, this is NONBLOGG MATERIAL, still, Paula Uwich had indeed, real supernatural abilities, if U object 2 this wordage or concept of reality, remember whayt einstein said about the tiny %age of brain cells we all use, by supernatural, all i mean is that some of us have somehow, and this is beoing kept extremely secret, using a hell of a lot more, I think it is being done withb an artificial and electrical set of gismos, but that is my opinion, still MD at the studio will agree that I am indeed entitled 2 it. Thank U Missy!!!!!!!!!!!!

My dad was a little tipsy one night and we were together in my bedroom, mom was sleeping out in the living roiom couch, I had a large bed and dad and I were forced 2 share it, and i was forced 2 endure some very loud snoring. One night while loaded a bit, we were talking and he said some things about STAR TREK, the TV show, telling me how the space ship was constructed out on space platforms and Y if I was a fan of the show so much, was i not aware of the beginning of it? It DID NOT begin this Y, I AM A LOYAL FAN of this show, it was real talent, and the so-called ditsy redhead is the reason we all were not watching, (just another TV-Western), I speak of the famous late Lucille Ball. LSS, NEVER underestimate the female population, gentlemen out here, they R here, and they R here 2 stay, and U may wish one of them nevber gave U breath and life if U get tangled up with some of them, take this one thing from the head MORIAN, if U wanna ignore all the fucking rest of it there BRO!!!! Aniwho, dad was going on and on, and I know how it began, with the 2 hour pilot episode, "THE MANAGERIE", later re-titled, THE CAGE, and was a 2-parter in the shows that followed, they never built the ship out on space platforms, not until the late 70's and early and middle 80's was this ever shown. THE VFUTURE would have 2B somehow known 2 my dad 4 him 2 have made this Nostro statement, I am not a believer in predictors and stuff just coming true, not anymore, BRAH, sahwee!!!!!!! He knew the mighty Albert E personally and they had lots of talks in the Princeton Park a long time ago, remember, i am only 55 and one sixth, but my parents, if living would B well past age 90 now. He was part of a huge court vase ongoing at the Phila. Naval Shipyards, where he had also met my mom who was working at the Lavino Shipping Company, he had reasons 4 coming there, anbd she was a secretary, they had these dinasour positions then, this was the old world. He woke up mom told me in screaming fit nightmares, it reoccurred over and over again she told me throughout my life living with her. This was all when the mighty mysterious Battleship Eldridge and the great so-called never happened Project-Invisibility all was going down there, books onb this subject R all over the place, the BERMUDA TRIANGLE, the PHILADELPHIA EXPERIMENT, and so foirth, go 2 www.amazonbooks.com, BRAH. McGuire knew something about this project, and the now defunked website once called MORIANITY-FOUNDATION, showed real pictures that any FBI lab hopefully examined once, and proved as non-fakes, and theywere not faked, this happened, i swear all thius on flag and country and SSJKK, (GOD) U would refer 2 her as.

Time is running down and out, copyright examiners, but as u all well know,m this is all copyrighted in my name and in this 2K10 year, as R all of my blogs, all of it is my porotected intellectual property.

I am back, I am here, I plan 2 stay, Arnie Schwarts, ol' pal, so there. As 4 David, he fits into this so big it would take years 2 even start, wait 4 the next blog later on in the week peeps, Bye-Bye 4 now BRO.

End Transmission:

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

THE STORY OF DAVID-CR, GET READY PEEPS, chapter 1

Spurious, spurious, Dave, oh yes me fine fellow, Ron wirtz, Camden County Prosecutor's Office, 2 quote U back early into the nineties over the telephone, and then how I'll remember always, Dave telling me, "Yeah, real fucking spurious, I'm out looking 4 a minimum wage job and an old clunker freaking car, real damn spurious, huh?" Well, that was not what Ron meant. B4I go on, lots of tall pussies R all over today, and I was flirted with huge time on my way oiver 2 the library by a real beauty queen, just ignored her and she kept playing with me until the light went green and I went, Bye-Bye, BRO. A chopper came out of nowhere around half past one or so back at the residence. I was speaking 2 a lady named Carol alberts, maybe they did not like the GAWNUM, maybe just not my trying 2 ever excape my curse, in any event, the last straw hit today, this being able 2 just pop up and appear, literally out of motherfucking nowhere, and just B right there and in my fface, and this has been ongoing now since the spring and summer times of the year of 1986, this is when it all really began, Sabrina Colinwood Shadows Haddonwood Styles, not a decade leater, but the story involved here would take hours, days, and more. PUN INTENDED!!!!!!!

First, Dave knew well and corresponded regularly with just about every single Aftrican american female recording artist that was hot in those days as well as in the past days. This list includes, Phyllis Hymann, Cary Lucas, Linda Clifford, Rebe Jackson, and yes, THEE Rebe Jackson, Michaels least known sister. We met out of nowhere one noight at a job, another Christopher Bennett deal, but [please, we have no time 2 begin eexploring this right now today, there could B days more 2B said about all of this starting point, Diana and what she did while we were inside a retail store building still being constructed and merchantdise being loaded slowly in. She interfered with a phone switchboard in ways no human being ever could, Miss blake. But then he also was best friends with the true inventor of rock and roll music, called SKIFFLE, in England in the early fifties, and this man was named Chris Farlowe. He knew many groups, talk show hosts, local and in Hollywood, and showed me literally tons of personal letters from all of these famous and great celebrated personalities. None of this is made up or in any way bull shit, he knew the top degreed MASONS, and was able 2 show me who I really am, and this started balls rolling that R beyond the NONBLOGGS limits. Without this al going down in the nineties, there would B no stories by Dan Brown. His is a slightly altered version and he says it is a work of fiction, mine is no fiction and is based on the 2nd younger brother of the mighty SAR, brother Barthalgas, and his children, my direct ansestors. And they called me Sharkey in Atlantic City, if I had wanted, they could have called me ASTROBOY 4 crying out loud, U car wrecker Joe Berrios. Yeah, I take this crumb 2 the Ashland train station, he places something in my vehicle, boom, no more vehicle, not a working one anyway, piling mysteries, one, two, three, and counting, only it does not sytp at a million, it goes on past al of the fucking stars, all the real stars that is, up in the freaking skies, not the man-made fakes.

So ng thief Bobby Brown sure dropped nough hits in 1989, out of all the songs that this miserable far fighter and trouble maker could have chosen 2 fucking rip off, he chose which one peeps, my LOST-LOVE song, DUH , color me impressed and pissed off Lenny Briscoe, please. Wife White from New York, or WHITENEY, a child can pick out the symbolic lettering, her friends, all of them, all sick diseased rotten filth bags. But this is not enough. Diana's hunter friend, Huntress and Hunter, centuries after many things had gone down that never need B told, yo, here we find ourself being in New York City one night, 2C one of Dave's fave friends, a new group called NEW SHOES, better I suppose than Stinky Sneaks, huh MI? In any event, was all of this realy necessary, just because I was a real bad boy, U did not say no if memory serves me. Well, without even really turning a page or 2 in a winds of War sized book by Tolstoy, we now know quite a bit about mister David roth, not the rock star, the real star, the dude who was part of all of this shit with me from the swing bat, the pieces fit together like a smoothe binding glue, and with the speed of mass turning into energy.

Of and 4 the doubting Missourian Club, my question in simply this, posed 2U, BRO? In 2008, what possible OTHER meaning could MC have had in mind with that club website and the thing agreeing with her own Astral lyrics that some day 2 late I'll come looking 4 her, no longer knowing who she is? Tell me I am forcing puzzle pieces, go ahead, prove UR a real dunce.

That day in 1988, 2 years after New Shoes, BREAK YOUR CODES OFF, MUNIKAY, MUNIKAY, CODE 2, was blaring through my telephone, illegally. I was trying 21 show mom and Dave my persecution is indeed real. They both laughed and thought it was a huge joke or something. Impicile ass holes. The united Stats Copyright Office 2 this fucking day has this cassette tape, and hopefully it is now converted 2 a digital source, this is indeed what makes me think it will last and remain 4 seventy-five years, Mizz Examiner!!!!!!! All of this nightmare is oon the record, BRAH!!!!!!!

Jury is in, this 1986 thing, the chopper POP UP TODAY, everytime i try ever 2 break out of this curse, it is just THERE, ZAM, pops up out of nowhere, sendbacks and popups, as I called them all along 4 more than 2 fucking decades now. I NOW BELIEVE THERE CAN B NO OTHER CONCLUSION 2B DRAWN, TIME TRAVEL IS PHYSICALLY BEING DONE ON THIS PLANET, I AM THE PROOF OF THIS INCREDINBLE MOTHERFUCKING BULLSHIT, AND I WILL SWEAR UNDER PURJURY PENALTIES 2 ALL OF THIS STORY AND MUCH MORE BEING TOTAL TRUTH. I just cannot fight this any longer, sure it is being done through the natyural process of dreaming or exploratronics, but whoever put all of this here, if they cannot manipulate and move throughout their own system, then they s7yure must B a pitiful bunch of pure ass fucking holes.

Where was Eddie Himacxane from, where did he grow up? How about Brad Messengers fucking family, they were all in the political machinery and in the nineties lost in the elections 2 the mighty JULIA, get it yet, U dense idiots, I am totally screrwed, there is no way out of this 4 me not now and not ever, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM HERE, ARNIE!!!!!!!!



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Saturday, February 6, 2010

I Was Struck Hard Yesterday, By Pure Filth, Archie

In opening, I was in no way plannoing a trip back 2 the library today, but yesterday starting right here at the library, was the onset of a huge covert death siege 4 me by this evil scum bag enemy of advanced and combined exploratrons, they need not summon a so-called real physical Moving compound, and whether or not they do in fact do this ever, is up in the air, pun intended.

First, a spurious lady got into the elevator on my way up here and sat right down on a computer next 2 mine, i had 2 wait 4 mine, she did not, and she started first, and was there long after my time had expired, possibly she works here at the library and thereby would have an overroding pin and passcode, this may explain this, but I feel I know most of the peeps working here, this face was totally unfamiliar. Then it went from bad 2 far Wirtz-worse, real damn-ass quickly, BRO.

My next destination was where i often go, the office here in town that does numerous things all there at this one building, no more details can B safely given, U will CY as I type on.

The girl that usually treats me not so nice, was all over me and acting redicupoous about it, not right away, but as though in a quick flashed instant, the exploratron that was dominant inside of her and really awake in this part of the hyperspace, had just TAKEN OVER her. She did the hula and showed me her legs and things way more unbloggable than this. I am no different that the days of Julie Nicholls in 1969. If women think they can B not so nice at all one day and then expect they can come onto me on another one when it suits their whims, they can realize rught now that they R litally wasting their time with me, world. Other things like this ocurred and kept right on going. Things not bloggable, not really, I do not feel good about it and i'm the one blogging. Maybe that is the best explanation about my term i use now quite a bit, NONBLOGGS, or non-bloggable. I call these shots. When I finally made it home from this second errand yesterday, Diana followed me in a huge dark cloud, and once insifde, it poured rain quite torrentially, and one large lightning flash ocurred right outside my RV. Then less than a half hour later, a nasty plane came over me, and this happened from time 2 time until about 20 or so past 10. All during the 2nd half of this time range, I WAS HEAVILY STRUKE AND NUKED, BY THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE ARMY OF FILTH-BAGS!!!!! My heart was totally fucked up and out of normal sinus rhythm and then a horrendous fucking shit attack instantly ensued, and lasted all night, it still is so bad, I had 2 buy a Metamucil can, I have managed somehow 2 live without this aid 4 3 or 4 weeks since my original upply ran out, now this swamp swallowing diseased mother lapping shits forced me 2 spend money i do not have and need 4 absolute survival. IS THIS THE QUINTESSENTIAL WEBSTER DEFINITION OF TOTAL FUCKING SCUM RAPIES AND GERMIBLOWS????

1986 was when I took the fucking casinos, worried Wall Street, and yeah, got a big head and developed an attitude. Also I wrote a great song, fuck all of U out there that do not like it, I do not loike most of yours, so I guess we all R quite even, BRR!!!!!! I called myself ROBIN-HOOD, and this need not really B discussed right now with thius limited time thing. I was the man, B that known, not the MAID, how fascinating it always is 4 me how nobody ever can escape the powers of symbolism, and this is Y Gawky and his great numerology system works almost dangerously and frightenly well, and U all know it, I have seen enough 2 know that UR all using it, and i am poroud of all of U. U can hate me but U still take advantage of success, in any form and by any means, that makes U all true cappies, BRAH!!!!!

I had a horrible interaction-nightmare, 5 or 6 nights ago, during an early evening short nap if memory is correctly serving me. I was in a basement bathroom, and somebody thought it very funny, i had just replaced the empty toilet paper roll and they took it away, leaving me stranded and not branded, o nly the kids of my day get what is being said here, how we all loved 2 alter that famous jingle from the Branded TV show, tune, wemember Elmer Fwudd??? These powerful dirt holes despise and detest certain things, as citizenry being in touch with powerful forces/gods that they do not themselves totally have control over. Also, there R so many things that make no sense 2 so many of U, U would think they would want the proof 2 come out that the spirit world is totally real, as this would keep governments and bodies of power structures or "controllers", MUCH SAFER in the long run. But certain ASTRAL-PLANE information is totally guarded, and they themselves R not permitted 2 tell the populations on the mortal world, so when I really go 2 town, they fiucking freak, and this is my only power and weaponry against this kind of wicked total filth, BRO!!!!

ORMITY, on the ASTRAL PLANE has several meanings, and in the Province Olympia or (PO),it stands 4 one meaning, and that is THE RULING PHASE-2 REALITY FAMILIES. Phase-2 is a used concept, it means also in a symally, the spirit world, the Astral Plane, and other things along this exact line, only wordages may differ. The very top or highest of the family rulers R known in several terms as well. Scy or Scynest, pronounced sort of like the New york town called Scanecktity, however it is spelled, I asure U that I do not know. This term stands 4 both FIRSYT, as well as HIGHEST, even THE ORIGINAL. The term of "SCYORMITY is thus equal 2 POWER merged with ABSOLUTE TRUTH, or even unchallenged and intransmutable reality.

I have been told by the KRASSLE's recently, if I do not stop blogging these truths, major things will happen 2 me or even 2 the sun itself that keeps this world warm and alive. U don't fucking scare me, none of U. If U want 2 leave my life alone, I will then stop my blogs, until then, the trip with Dave to the noightclub, where he exited and went in 2C his precious group then in 1986, called, "New Shoes", will B touched on now, just touched on. If Maury ever does say I am right, I am guilty of some horrible crimes, actually all ready I am, but as Rodney Dangerfield may tell me if he were still physical, "That's The Way It Goes", huh, my boy!!!!!!!!????????

Deedee is around lately, today she seems 2 have flown her coop, come back my lovely DEEDEE, I need U. I am so sorry 4 what happened, but tell me one thing, and u can get that across 2 me in some subtle form, I know U can, I know U can do whatever U set your mind 2 do, SSJKK, did U give cuz Dawn that bottle so she could escape the clinic and kidnap me and wreck my life? I forgive U if I did, what i did in New york that night was unforgivable, and Landon would spit in my face if he were there, i know that, sorry wetwear.

I AM BACK, and here, so tell Governor Schwarts Paula 2B CARE-FULL.

E/T.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Which R bigger, splices, or mountains of pens?

This is not some lesson or lecture about squat. I am speaking a few quick things from personal experiences, that's all. First, I know that tis is not something that is simple or that hollywod peeps could ever really make a show about, it eludes them, they could perhaps make a sectional if I am permitted 2 use that term. Never would all the needed nuances B able 2B captured. 4 one example, the fact than when U get switched and spliced, all your personal things normally switch over also, especially when a good memory matches them, but as with al things, occassionaly, SNAFU and screw up things can always go down. Bob Patterson told me a little about this, only hre lied and told me that the city of Camden, in New Jersey, was where all the hub of this nightmare was, he was but half correct my friends and fiends. Indeed. the MADE IN HEAVEN movie, now simply spliced out of existence, shows the place next door 2 the RPL studios, without really showing it of course, U know, Sky and her subtlties thing, oh well, better 2 remain in that mode than 2 anger the world owners and lose a career, she is totally correct here. U go girl!!!!!!

First, I absolutely know, faith has 0-zero-goose-eggs 2 do with this, that i am the true center of the entire thing going on, sounds like delusion of grandeur with a million side psycatic features merged and meshed along inside, only it is not. Paranoia works in this same way. If someone really is out 2 get U, Brendon Donner or not, they R, and even if the paranoia is true, Pavarotti, U go wolf-wolf, it is not being paranoid 2 have this particular belief in the case when it is reality. But this is the game, and just try and get help, as did the fictional character in the L&O TV show, huh Pav, cool Dragnet name alteration, dudes.

If a small amount of joy was permitted 2 enter into my life, the owners of this planet absolutely know, as do I, that the entire world economy and basic structure as we all now know it, would begin collapsing literally overnight. I cannot, nor would I wish 2 ever have the power 2 force, and alter normally existing degrees of free will, from any of U out there, but, I admit 2 sure wishing i could make some of U believe in even the tinyest ways, that all thius is so terrifyingly true and real, after-all, it does effect U and your families, and your entire world and civilizatiun. If I was able in the past 2 have made one of those impicile Phillies managerds take me even 1% seriously, after-all, what could they have lost, things would B beyond what U can imagine in your mightiest Steve Spielberg hopefuls out there, peeps. Let me show U some realy simple quickies here, and U might say it is a lot of bull, that is your bizz.

When I bought my own computer, knew how 2 blog onto word-program, and had several regular blogging sites being posted 2 on a regular basis, it was no time at all, when the world owners said, this cannot B permitted 2 continue, what R we 2 do? Then they worked it out with Dawn at the Rebab Clinic in seacaucus, New Jersey, and the rest is history, and yes, John Judy knows the full story and echos the sentiments of Ron Wirtz, at highest purple and 9 level, a code we shared, sorry Diana, jealousy doesn't become U now, aniwho, he said it means noything 4 me 2 know it. So R the consperacy groups realy so correct about us having so few freedoms here in this great country of the USA? I am no longer so sure. The CJS allows vicous monsters 2 literally prey on innocents, like the Pav-L&O girl, that one pissed me off 2, Lenny, U go BRO!!!!! The minute I was free 2 really start 2 tell my story, totally uninhibited, the plan was set into instantaneous operation. Dawn gets something, we need not explore this, one retraction this week was enough, but it really does make my pathetic imagination go into overdrive and overtime quite quickly, she uses this frag on her body, and suddenly, she is out of the clinic and free. I am taken, out of an abduction case, and that ended my life as I knew it, i have lostr every fucking thing that i owned, the few mother fucking things that were very precioyus and dear 2 me, but then, who gives a mother fucking rats ass, huh? These dirt holes own the world, and fuck me, right?

If I had the time I would realy hget into 2 phase-4 characters with all of U right now, Professor Teddy Jackson of the Florida State University from 1979, as well as Mister marvelous, Shorty MacInvondi. Both R of the same timing circa, BRAH!!!!

Since I only have time 2 harp a quick bit on the night B4 my mom was murdered, let us all move back into early March in the Marola oh-oh year, K John King all mighty, and daut????????? I received a threatening phone call, the skies were horrible, and the night was not good 2 put it as politely as a Patterson Ugly-Eel, or a PEL as it now will perhaps B referred 2 in all future bloggings. My caller ID showed that another call came in, and it was from a residence not local, and the last name was Braxton. Remember how Paula Uwich had recently told me in the autumn of '96 that Toni was connected into all of this somehow and that my Sarah was in prison. I can relate 2 trhis 2 different ways, the prison part after the King capture, and total commandeering of my life in August oh-eight, and then "other" school that was lost and then found, no one would ever tell me things that I desperately was sreeking 2 know about, like it was all funny or something, and my own ,mother was in on it and kept a horrible nightmare secret from me that goes beyond unforgivable. U know who else had 2B in on so much, would B the Camden County Coronor's Office, the county 911system, and an inspector at Assets Protection where i shortly after moms murder, came 2B employed through the clever dealings of the mighty forces of the mighty MO. This dude had a very powerful and quite interestingly coincidental name, Martier. He was a fascinating dude, and got a man named Tom Carpenter employed at the same weekend site they had put me on in early 2003, out at County Line Road and route 309 in Pency. If this had never happened, ponly one karaokey version would have been sent down years after the original master, of RGG, 2 the C office, on October 31 of oh-seven. This other version was done because he relieved me early and I had 2 stop recording the original one that the original title name of the song was still slkightly audible on. This caused me bigtime problems, that and my copyrighting, SHE'S SS, these 2 things together started the total demise of my life in this century.

As 4 the psychic PU, she told me many things, but many peeps were all part of changing things around me, bigger than any of U can know right now, i have a boss UC, thanks 2 Dawn and her excape from Rehab, her legal excape remember. It is named TIME, some call it Chronus, Mormacuriel, and others, but names R meaningness, huh Roseann shakespeare.

End Transmission, BRA, I AM HERE AND BACK, SIR ARNIE!!!!!!!! C-1988. Prophet of everything, or what sir??????

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

photobuckets, hackers, treasure coasts, and pens of mountains

mornin' 2 y'all, another day in Port Pierce, Forida, here in Saint Lucie County, USAESMWG, and yesterday was rainy and beautiful until it began clearing up around 4ish or so in the later afternoon, anfd thenb along came webster, U, the 657-Blues, and moist of all, the vicous chemtrails. That nasty poisoning attack, that really hit me back on last friday, and included in this one was the "TOOTHACHE-MAJOR-BUTTON", which totally mother fucked up my upper right side tooth that they have on their remote control pain system, poor old tim McVeigh, yes, POOR-OLD, Tim, he absolutely knew this was all not only possible but actually going down with him. I do not excuse murder, but HE was no murderer, still, was it a microchip as he believed and told the woreld outright while they laughed at him and yelled, EXECUTE THE BASTARD, 4 the Oklahoma cith Government building bombing, but he was definitely being manipulated by controlling exploratrons. So HOW indeed, can IB so damn sure of my facts, huh Mister TD McCoy? Well, how can U scoff and mock so many people who will swear it is all true and going on around them, SIR??????

When I went 2 print out my blog ffrom yesterday here at the library, they hacked me, and fucked with me again. Then a while later, the weather cleared, and right away, BOOM, the chemtrail assault began. Let me get into a few specific issues with y'all here right now, starting with the splice and reediting of reality, and just who really would have such power and or ability 2 in fact accomplish all of this and pull it all off.

Let us commence with the BAY OF PIGS issue when President John Kennedy was in charge of things in the early sixties, and thgen we can move it alo ng closer in time 2 our present point in this silly human world human illusion and maya. I speak of 911 deal, and not Shatners great rescue show that seemed 2 in some way give 'someone' ideas, B careful of this always lads and lassies, things, all things, give "THEM" ideas, they R hurting 4 good fresah ideas, such as the entire music world 4 one quick example. All the great original chords and ways 2 put the best sounding basic musical connections all together were all used up long ago by the great masters, the telephone repairman being only one example cited, but since the 'dream' was of him, I therefore discussed him on the other blog. Now all that can ever B left in the world of music untilo the next ICP (Ice-Cycle-Period), these Mayan White calendars R secret and nonbloggable times C squared, if anything ever is, TAWF would anhalate me if I should tell more details bout this today. All I am saying here now is that we indeed can vary and scramble literally and virtually endless combinations of these basic first discovered great artforms all previously accomplished by the greatest masters on this planet a very long time back in history, rearranged and changed beats of the drums, instrumental scramblings of musical arrangements, styles of music, notes altered in basic existing bars, this will not wear out in 10 thousand years, and then the entire thing can repeat al over again if th ice age does not kill the cycle of man's civilization, but either or, whichever should B destined 2 arrive first. Still, me ol pirate pernt, is this: First, I did not steal anything from Teleman, nor did Diana in her human form steal 2 create another Einstein related musical project, my arrangement written in 1981 around a song I wrote in 1969Things must B nearly perfect duplications 2 now B considered by recognized musicologists, an "INFRINGEMENT". As 4 the Bay of Bigs debacle, this world ended, and the peeps behind area 51 and so much other so called mysterious junk the world over, knoew all of this. Reality itself is like an old analogue spliced tape, it can B and is being on a continual basis when trhe need arises and it does, and it CAN B destroyed entirely, rewound back a few clicks and bounces, and trhen respliced together as though nothing ever had gone totally into the dragons mouth 2 begin with. The second deal is 911, and this is a still very hot, and way 2 dangerous topic 2 really tell all that i wanna tell, there is so fucking much, and U won't B getting the full story any other spot on this entire internet. LSS, or Long-Story-Short, the world did not have a small thing happen in washington, DC and New York, and by coincidence,these 2 cities in particular, and TAWF knows this all 2 well. Also, the plane downed in Pency, was destined 4 Atlantic city, major TAWF connection is here, but 4 reasons none of U have the tinyest clue over.

The same reasons connect YI wrote certain songs, was destined 2 do all the things that I did, using the Copyright Office as sort of a time capsule being the hugest thing, and on and on. Even the legal age 4 sexual female consent in one of these 2'areas', and 51 has only a little 2 do with this, and very indirectly.

The Olympian idea is close but not exact, but since it is not certified Mountainpen and crazy me saying and creating it so 2 speak, but is a recognoized movie about a famout early 70's runner, U all need 2 buy or get this movie, something about NO LIMITS, I will give U the title accurately on a folllowiung blog, noyt today, the title name escapes me, u know- Pawm-Pie-Ettos-E4. They know there is a goal and agenda behind these GAMES, in the case known 2 the mortal world, it is 2 replace hatred and war,m at least tremporarloy with games and peace, where opposing men put down their arms and suspend fighting so as 2 participate in these great Olympian festivities that predate the times that my ansestor walkked along the shores of galilee doing more than extending his arms and thinking about moving forward. 911 ended the world again, roughly 40 years after the PIGS DEAL and KENNEDY. But again, it was fixed, replaced, repaired, SPLICED BACK TOGETHER. What i have time now 2 say is only this, a lot more is coming, stuff yhATR MANY WILL b SHOCKED INTO A NUNNERY OVER, IT IS ALL COMING OUT, b CAREFUL pAULA, but I must post up or I will lose out, library time is very deal, but that situation has also been spliced, there is so much 2 tell, tight down 2 the hugcon job ever pulled, and how I fit into it, and I never am nor was i a crook, Dick Nixon.
IWALU Sarah Jacobson, tell WH her version of your mighty vibratory combo, stinks, and she needs 2 stop the damn coke, like 20 years ago, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am HERE, not back, Governor Schwartz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! End Transmission: