Showing posts with label alien truths. Show all posts
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Friday, February 15, 2008

TEOHIV, datfile XL

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
021508.480.95, CHAPTER BLOG [CB] #27
DATE AND TIME FILE XL BEGINS TRANSMISSION:

We are now approaching the end of this blog title, it will stop at CB-30 which will also be date and time file XLIII. Remember again that before datfile I, was datfile minus I, -II, -III,-IV, and so forth. I fell under a very bad chem trail siege and attack yesterday, it is not that bad yet today, but will be later on unless it rains. Every time the lunar phasing is in the larger half of its cycle, the chem trails are always worse, with clockwork dependability, I have spoken this over and over, at least where I am working or living or driving, wherever I happen to be so that they can attack me. Every day this week has been super botbar and super off of dials hell for me, with high Milituforce Otammism. These words stand for MILITARY-UFO-FORCE, and ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. Not only do I have to endure all manner of sieges and attacks, but miserable days and nights at work as well as during all of my times off, there never is a moment of any happiness or relief from this total Dogtown. If I were to have any ten people in the world with me, it matters nothing that they may be, ranging from homeless persons to the wealthy, and we constantly could be in a laboratory taking controlled luck tests, the other nine averaged together verses my scores, would always show my scores trailing and lower than theirs. This can be proven, I know it is true, and I am powerless to make a blind world believe me. If those closest to me will not see and believe, how can I expect this of the strangers of the world whom I do not know?

Every event is a cosmic number. You see it as an isolated simple event, it is not, it is a cosmic type of numeration, with all of the entire cosmic in a perpetual attempt to solve it s own numeric cosmic equation, I call this its NCE. This NCE is why certain truths/realities work as they do, put parochially. If things were isolated, you for example could borrow $3500 and take it to a casino and buy 35 black playing chips valued at $100 each, a randomly place these chips on every number on the layout except for three of them, changing these 3-NOT PLAYED numbers each time, and you would have a 35 out of 38 chance to win $100 every time, and in fact this is what you do have, a 35:38 chance to win this hundred bucks each time, great odds by anyone’s way of looking at it. By doing this at one casino each hour going to ten casinos, you have with each bet, a 35:38 chance to win; hence after this ‘ten casino’, one bet at each method, your take is now a grand. So 5 days a week, here is $5,000.00 of free money for walking around having a blast. Seems real dynacool as they say in the forties, but here is the problem: It won’t work. Every event is in perfect memory and parallel event with every other event, and all though these lines of cosmic equalization force appear indeed to be totally invisible to the human sensory systems, it is very real, and will prevent you from accomplishing this lofty goal. If 5 people all sit down at many different tables, and then all join up at the same table to play, each one will have parallel events that will be directly responsible for bringing certain grouping of number outcomes to pop up, and the interrelationship to this small part of NCE then comes into play with the precision of a fine time piece. This is why if a roulette player for example, goes to hundreds or thousands of different tables, the same thing will happen to her or him that would occur if instead, only one table had been used for this player’s entire life of play, and that is this: Roughly at the end of every 38,000 total spins that the player experienced through interaction at the one or the many tables, basically 1,000 of all of roulette’s 38 numbers will comes out, and this will continue to happen endlessly each and every grouping of 38,000 interacted plays. So, some reading this might say that this cannot be, because it proves that a piece of wood and a little non-magnetic silver ball has some type of memory. WRONG. The memory exists in and only in and throughout the NCE. But naturally, we all know that they simply do not, but the entire cosmos, including you, all other games, all other players, all of these 38 numbers, and all of life throughout all of the fifth dimensional hyperspace, indeed do interact together in some unfathomably complex attempt at solving a cosmic equation. To prove that this is true and real, keep track starting at any time of all of YOUR numbers, or the ones that pop up at any of the wheels that you are standing at and watching or playing. Then after about 1000 outcomes or so, randomly choose a group of say, 4 numbers, such as 5, 12, single zero, and 33. Whenever these 4 numbers pop up, it counts as a hit, and you keep track of how many hits you get, multiply this number amount of hits by the number of 100, and then divide this total product by the amount of your TOTAL SPINS from not just the current game being played, but ALL GAMES, an ALL-GASME-TOTAL-SPIN, and the quotient solution number is then plotted on graph paper, between any sort of numbers that you wish to assign that reflects the movement in a range. The dots will be plotted, so then connect these dots with a marker or pen or pencil, and see how they move up and down within a range, in the long run play of your game, and how there is no effect at all with this, whether in fact you remain forever at one single table, or play at tables all over the world from Vegas to Monte Carlo, to Atlantic City. It is because of this same NCE reality that your odds of 35:38 as discussed by placing a bet on every part of the layout except for missing three numbers chosen randomly, catch up with you to indeed defeat you. Anything that you do, say to keep it much simpler, using 50/50 chance odds, if you do anty two 50/50 chance things, your advanced chance calculated odds are doubled to win or lose on both, such as to win one 50/50 chance, it is indeed a 50/50 chance, but to win a second one that day, as well, is now a 25% or a one in four chance to win, and it is a one in 8 chance to win three of them, and to win all 4 of them is a 1:16 odds chance. Now this can mean standing and making 4 bets back to back all on RED for example, or going game to game table to table, casino t5o casino, at in the gambling day, it is all part of a numeric cosmic equation, or a NCE. A math and stats professor may use entirely different lingo to express to a class of students this very same principle, but a rose is a rose Shakespeare, and this is total truth.

The complexity is an entirely new and added dimension when you come to see the reality that directionality of events is a hyperspace built in balancing factor, and in any long run, is totally a meaningless thing. When I fall under death siege for example, is it the stock market being on a super bullish-up-roll, and the Phillies on a dead losers roll or the Flyers on a huge winning streak, that is causing this to happen, or is it simply that these things happen in a preponderance, and then as a result, the parallel event of the siege then comes to strike me. Is the chicken first, or is it the egg? In truth or infinity, they simply exist together as oneness, but in the dream-downs of space-time continuum mortal worlds, we mortals seem to find no comfort without one being the causer of the other, while that other is that which is affected by this causer. This is the day-and-night humongous forever difference that lies forever between the famous CAUSE AND EFFECT, and PARALLEL EVENT. In PE, there is no certainty which of {A} or {B} events is the causer or which is the effected. The other speaks for itself by its own words, CAE. I’ll never know, but I do know that all day yesterday, as is the case every single time that the stinking rotten FLYERS play a hockey game, the sky attack was totally brutal. Then last night shortly into their garbage game, they hit me with their famous, “Let’s give him another of our many thousands of nasty major cramping/diarrhea attacks”. So I went onto the astral plane with a quick trance and took my airship and bombed out their rink where they practice, sending it and them flying into pieces, and this was right after they had scored the last goal that they were going to score on last night’s game, as after this, the Tampa Bay Lightning Team went onto crush these fil5th-turds 5:3. Hay, add one foot and this is lightning’s height when she appears to me astrally as my beautiful baby blond.

Well, I have learned some things from my ancient pal Gawki Gaukauk. It seems that powers much higher in the MILLIONTH COUNCIL than human counterparts of gods and goddesses residing in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, are behind all of my misery. There is more still to be gotten to the bottom of, and is in the works. Sarah, I am so very sorry that I walked away from you in the year 1970. You have totally messed up your life and became nothing at all like you were when you used to smile at me and call me ‘THAT BOY’. I wish only the best for you. You know deep down inside that you always liked me, and the day I mixed up the perfect storm which occurred I believe on October 31, of 1991, with the day that I enjoyed bodysurfing the big waves on the 30th of September of the tear 2,000, remember we saw each other after just mo0re than 30 years. You were sitting in your large white vehicle and your hubby was driving. We were all waiting for the light to change from red to green at the intersection of Pacific Avenues and North Carolina Avenue, you turned right heading southbound on Pacific, while I crossed and went straight ahead to eventually go left and also southbound on Atlantic until my right turn on MLKB, and out to Route 30 westbound and home to Guthrie Shorts 7 acre multi-million dollar property, that I was renting at the time, before the great STUDIO PARK RECORDS and my rotten partner, caused my life to forever alter for the worse, leading to my third of a million dollar personal bankruptcy. I am so sorry that you no longer are the girl I remember big brown haired Sarah, your brother Frank laughs and thinks this is all ridiculous, I know, Gawki told me this, but we know better. I wish you only the best in your mortal life here on this Earth, some day you will know you are indeed the ALL MIGHTY GODDESS SCYLLA, in a true higher reality, where we always share light and love together in your beautiful city. I will cry like a baby for days, and always love you.

The Millionth Council and Apollo-Lucifer ruined the greatest love that was ever meant to happen on this Earth. Anyone who glorifies this SATAN thing as you all perceive it as, let me tell you now, Dogtown is there, and you are there, even while you live and think you are king of fire, people like Trump and Scummer, and all manner of evil living totally blessed and charmed lives, go ahead and disbelieve, kalpas of interaction and Dogtown are one and the same thing for you, so enjoy your short littlie dream down here in the physicality 9o0f hyperspace, you’ll need to cling to these memories as you suffer beyond words could hope to ever express in that terrible place, astrally not a place, a CONDITION-INTERACTION, that can never be dream-shifted away from.

I voluntarily swear under this oath to be speaking truths, there are no omissions and no additions herein, just absolute truths, as best as I am able to recall and express them on this mortal level as me in this current sequence of dreams as Michael Mountainpen. Under penalty of perjury, this is my sworn oath, use it, anybody, Google, or anyone at any time, I do not fear light and truth as evil does.

GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABS OF the 23rd century, and the great Roman-6 or the VOID INFINITY, this is all copyrighted and protected under internet laws regarding intellectual property on blogs, provided these texts, and if the names pertaining to this subject matter includes these: MARK W. MOHR/MICHAEL W. MOUNTAINPEN.

DATFILE 0000000000XL NOW TERMINATES, AND DESISTS ITS TRANSMISSION: I’ll always love my brown eyed girl, and BEG her forgiveness.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

DATFILE XXII TEOHIV, CB #9

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION-DATFILE XXII
CHAPTER-BLOG NUMBER NINE [9]: 120507.718.98 Beginning transmission here at Ann Silva King’s non QVC place, even though I am technically still on paper anyway, the President of Studio Park Records.

Where really can I begin? A few major quick truths will B told on this datfile number twenty-one.

Well, let me start here BY TELLING U SOMETHING FREAKING MAJOR THAT IS RIGHT IN YOUR FACE AND CLOSER THAN THE TIP OF YOUR DERN NOSE!!!!!!!!!!!! People that R all around us, not me, forget about me, think and relate with your own self and life, as I now go on spouting off here. There is a close circle of those that really care about us, and then there is everybody else that is not basically on our ‘take or leave and rather leave’ list. Then at the bottom is the enemies list, not 2 hopefully excite our late thirty-seventh president too much. Forget Nixies enemies list, and ours, and even the rather-leavem than takem people, and talk 4 a seck about those that we know in our heart of hearts, really honestly care about us personally, on some human mortal world [MW] level. Now remember what I taught U in recent blogging texts regarding personality developing into entities, it is not an existing factor in and of itself as the sixth dimension, only thought itself and the pure energy that thought really is, is the 6th dimension. We develop personalities as we come to grow and experience and interact in 4th dimensional space-time, thought by thought, and as we gain in our ‘mental stature’ 4 lack of a better way of describing this, we then can start choosing which thoughts to keep and attract out of the 6th dimensions, as well as concentrically, which ones to keep away and repel from our being ness. Now these real close persons, that genuinely care about our general welfare and condition on a human level, using this knowledge of how the 6th dimension operates in and through multiversal hyperspace, can not easily B effected negatively by the evil astral plane gods, or the one third of the MILLIONTH COUNCIL, the BRIGGBASE RESIDENTS, and this is a knowledge not coming from book learning, degrees in Eckankar, trances or paranormal channeling or other hidden [occult] esoteric practices, black or white, or grey, 2 keep the peecee clubbers happy regarding the religion of the WICCA, but from MAJOR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE. B4 moving on, many many machine-mind-hack-ins popped up in my prior blog on DATFILE #XXI. Word programs I have come 2 learn R indeed quite tricky, as if I go to misspell the word aerial 4 example, and watch the screen and not the keyboard, it sometimes will change to its correct spelling all by itself, and other times will not, just coming up as misspelled with the wavy lines, and I manually then click in the corrections. Right now, I intentionally typed in the word corrections with only one R in it, but the 2nd R materialized instantly upon completing the word and spacing it. These features R obviously built into the WORD PERFECT program. But it can get weird on a writer of a document as well. 4 instance, I did not mean 2 say on the previous blog of DATFILE XXI, that the phase four sues Hollywood, I wanted 2 say that they use Hollywood, but look at the groupings of the 3 letters in these 2 words, [USE and SUE]. In alphabetical order, these letters are E, S, and U, and they when shuffled, make and form both the words USE and SUE. As I remember more prior-blogging-errors, I will so amend them, now or in a yet 2B done blogging session, seeing this three dimensionally, as every blog that I ever have blogged in both the future and the past R all there on the 4th dimension. Now on with the show Kalleeo, and back on point with how those who really earnestly care about us, cannot B so easily manipulated by the 6th dimension operating through other human entities, as those in the aforementioned lower groups that R anywhere from less than Damon and Pithius, all the way down to the antinixonites. Recently, and this is one example in my own miserable personal life out of literally thousands over the past 3 MW decades of 4-D, I attempted 2 join a club on the internet, a sort of social meeting club for singles where the guys R little and love tall and large women, of this I plead totally guilty McCoy, and McGuire. The reason giant huge girls R thrown around me during sieges, is a taunt, they R saying 2 me, the forces, not the individual persons of substantial size obviously, not that paranoid, “HA-HA, U can’t have one and they R all around U and U want one, so fuck U ya little shit, HA-HA”!!! Over the past several weeks many giants R indeed being HA-HA- thrown around me, and usually, this goes hand and hand with heavy and major MUZAK teasing and persecution, usually in stores and casinos. I told U how far they were willing 2 go with me on this at Resorts Mary Carter Paints International CIA Hotel and Casino back in the MW year AD of one-nine-eight-three. I told U all about my copyrighted 1983 song called DON’T EF AROUND WITH MAGNETICS, and how Resorts did exactly what I did on my copyrighted tape by opening up with a pre-song announcement, quoting me precisely, with the words, “OK, THE NAME OF THIS SONG IS”, the odds of this being a coincidence, just ask any statistician, would have 2 exceed a million 2 one. Back to joining this BIG BEAUTIFUL WOMEN dating club: It was worse than pulling sore teeth, slowly, while both legs R being twisted up in a meat grinder, just 2 get Mister Himacane to help to get me an AOL e-mail address, so I could join. Yesterday, the power was knocked out at Ann’s house, yet only a small percentage of Hammonton homes were effected, as we learned when we shut down the computer and decided 2 drive 2 the Shop Rite 2 kill some time, it was a near 2 hour outage, another famous MANY Atlantic City Electric outages, and I have lived in 60 places in 53 years, and never has it occurred this frequently per year, as in this shitty town of Hammonton, New Jersey, United States of America, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy. We gave up and tried today, and it was bad again, as things just would not work, getting a hotmail address worked like a snap, but the prerequisite 4 joining this club is an AOL address, so naturally, the gods fought it tooth, nail, and crap nostrils. My point is that Ed has been agitated and noticeably angry with me, but Ann on the other hand is genuinely happy that I am trying to get a social life. All I’m trying 2 do for freaking Chrissake is attempt 2 bring some normalcy 2 my super messed up life, and this makes Eddie, anything but happy. He does not realize that the gods use humans, as he is indeed a human, as well as animals, weather, and machines, in their way of working in these mortal worlds, the old biblical lessons from Sunday school come to mind, God words through people, remember that one anyone???????????? But when a person really cares about U, such as Ann Silva, she sees instantly what is happening to me. I have had ministers tell me decades ago, Mountainpen, U have a serious spiritual problem, it’s like nothing the church has ever seen. They R 100% correct+!!!!!!!!! I know what I know. And I know that I indeed, no matter what happens, have one real true great friend, in Ann!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This morning, a nasty early low and loud airplane attack hit me around just shy of 8 AM, and they gave me a nasty bowel attack 7 hours B4 this, and do this most evenings. The last day of a month and the first day, R on cue always 4 being beyond nightmarish. November 30 and December 1 were pure hell, {DOGTOWN}. U do not want 2 ever, while humanly alive, have the smallest conscious memory to your interactions here in Dogtown, it would B enough to make Shawnee Smith go from gorgeous 2 ugly in one minper’s time. There R torture boxes where UR sliced into thousands of separate bleeding and throbbing pieces, yet remaining awake and aware not singularly, but each individual part of U all cut 2 shit, and all hurting with agonizing and excruciating pain with no chance 2 lose awareness to any of it and mercifully pass out. There is a paddle box in each of the LSP’s, or Life Space Pen’s. U run around and squirm and wiggle and shout and dance, but no matter how U attempt 2 avoid it, guards from outside use flipper type controls such as on old style pin ball machines, 2 hit U with paddles that R all over, and covered with nails and jagged glass, and acids and salts, it is beyond unfathomably horrific and monstrous!!!!!1
My job is hell, my life is hell, except 4 Ann, the people I am currently stuck with in my life R making my life hell, and IC no way of altering this nightmare shituation any time real/e soon, Tommie boy!!!!!!! I will now do TRS one and TRS two. Number one is that weather has not been naturally occurring on this planet Earth since atomic bombs were dropped at Hiroshima and Nagasaki, in Japan in the 1940’s. Strange inter/trans dimensional crafts spew out special vapors that create the thin white clouds as they spread out, any serious study of my website at www.morianity-foundation.com with the pix section, shows how these trails R indeed one and the same thing with the skies now. Top persons in meteorology know the great secret that ‘visitors’ have returned 2 repair or at least re-work our weather patterns, and 4 of these men within the past 19 years formed a secret club and attempted 2 expose this truth through the back door to top UFO clubs in the world. 60 persons total is the current body count as of today, the 4 metes and the 56 top clubber’s with the most clout, trying 2 expose these beyond heavy truths, all vanished, as did many others that tried to expose things regarding my 3 worm holes, the ones in Camden, Atlantic City, and Haddonfield, these towns and cities all being in New Jersey, in the USA, on the Earth, Sol, MW Galaxy. The number 2 TRS is also nasty, but oh so freaking true bwaby-wuv!!!!!!! People R constantly taken, or CHRISTIAN RAPTURED, 4 lengths in time ranging from a few hours to as much as 30 years, then sent right back 2 where they went missing in most cases, with conscious memory as erased as a tape next to a giant industrial degausser machine, such as the ones we used when I was employed in the Sisco Briscoe disco years, at the Recorded Publications Laboratory. This is all coming from the World Lab, yet to exist 3 dimensionally speaking. Some have come back here such as Sigmund Freud to intentionally target anyone that dares make claims of any truths regarding classified things not understood properly yet by our current feds. They also have sent back groups of people with lots of jewels that they can exchange for current day money and power. Now as Ziggy the shrink starts up the basics of psychiatry, we now have all around us, in addition, wealthy human infiltrators, buying up mind-control MUZAK systems, and major Recording labels, and major movie studios. If this was not enough 4 the gods sake, add to all of this that they meet regularly, and carry out huge planes that led to the formation of all of now existing black and grey file agencies, such as the NSA, which once the feds claimed as they mocked the citizenry, this must stand 4 the NO SUCH AGENCY, it of course does not, and got big time exposed. Still beyond this, the agenda of these controlled BRIGGGER/World Lab agencies, is the constant creation and endless bombardment of disinformation through SCI-FI shows, even the X-FILES is all part of this disinformational-conspiracy. They also R the majority of those whom consistently lessen the credibility of things that I talk about in MORIANITY, by perpetrating many hoaxes, over and over for decades. This makes people of intellect normally laugh and think of anyone discussing such nonsense, as the epitome of space cadets. They have tecks that R beyond unbelievable and incredible, such as level 8-12 MOTIVE PROGRAMS. A MP is like a current day software program, but try using it in your 2007 computer and you’ll crash it in a second. With these programs, U simply tell the computer, I want to do this or that, from making ten million dollars, becoming a rock star, a doctor, a lawyer, or have your mind wave-connected into CYBEROM, where U can B one and the same with any reality or interaction, and either select a menu to keep the memory of who U ‘really’ R, or choose 2 lose it totally during the interaction, then set the timer from five minutes to 5 years, and it will B only 3 minutes later when U come out of your cybertrance. If U type in on level 4 or speak into the mic on level 5, or wave-connect mentally on programming level #6, either way, the machine will use a powerful physical and cosmic internet of a sorts, to step by step do whatever it has to until the desired effect is reached, hence the meaning for calling these MOTIVE-PROGRAMS, and R in levels 1-12. The first 5 levels will B available for normal use and levels 6-8 will cost upwards of 5 million current-value in USD, to install to your machine, which will need a bare bones minimum of 100 petabytes hard drive memory, not counting speeds of a million times or more faster than today’s maximum military systems that now R on the top top secret list. There is so much more to say, in 40 years, if U hate someone enough, U won’t do anything as low tek as go gunning 4 him, you will use a motive program and tell your computer to RUIN THE POOR BASTARDS’ LIFE, R any connection bells 2 anything starting 2 go off, R there no geeks on my level 2C what I know I am being put through by these Rumson/Blair DS/DS total BRIGGBASE slimy twisted scum??????????

GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LAB OFFICIAL WEB DOCUMENT:Voluntarily, I swear under perjury 2B telling my true and honest account of my miserable Dogtownish existence, and all of this blogging is co-copyrighted if MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN appears on these blogging texts anywhere.

DATFILE XXII TERMINATES TRANSMISSION. CU SOON BIG BROWN EYED LONG BROWN HAIRED COW/KAL, CALLIO!!!!!!!!!!!