“Y SHOUDN’T A DOG LIVE IN A DOGHOUSE”
(The epitome of harassment, internet version)
(The millionth-council and me)
(Morianity project continues from 1995 on tape)
DATFILE: 021809.951
Beginning Transmission:
I liked it a lot more when my computer was a lot simpler, but genius Ed Himacane made some major changes when he was last over, and programs run and stuff happens, and it is a pain in the rear end 4 me, the freaking sweeper keeps signaling me and stopping the word program every minute, and also the WOMO gave me a bowl hit a little while back around 9 or just past. Now this pain in my ass computer crap is not stopping, I have tried shutting down, restarting, nothing stops it, some fucking worm is in this, the weeper will not stop popping on and yet all is has been swept. Well, guess Eddie will B coming back over. Someday I will prove I am being messed with somehow and take this straight 2 the ACLU and the FBI, cannot blog further until I get 2 the fucking bottom of this spy sweeper problem. All I can do is keep fucking with this thing, let it re-sweep and multitask, the gods all I wanna do is blog Ed, what have U done 2 me with all this complex shit? I am not looking 2 run a 20 terra byte system, just 2 do a little blogging 4 crissake. Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, I guess that is all the dumb machine wanted, just to sweep again, as it is not signaling me and stopping the word program every 20 seconds, PTLPR. Miss cunt face tried 2 wipe me out, have to shit my eyes a couple minutes now or that crumb’ll nail me 4 sure. OK, now it is eleven thirteen. I will NEVER FORGIVE OR FORGET that horrid night back in 1993 at the Atlanta Braves ballpark, Jane. What U did 2 me was so despicable, it would stink right through a garden of flowers 8 light years cubed. Anyway I am not in a doghouse, I am in a far worse house, and have so much 2 tell y’all it sucks wind backwards at the speed of sound. Where 2 begin is always my biggest problem, as I never will have the time I need 2 really write anywhere near all that I feel is necessary in order 2 reveal my major plight 2 this evil world in sufficient amounts so as 2 get anyone with clout 2 ever take pity on me and assist me in getting 2 the bottom of my hellish nightmare woes. Actually, if the top most powerful persons on the Earth all decided 2 help me, they would fail. That is how gargantuan my troubles really R BRO, Twinbay, and all others. I am not a pessimist missy, and U read me all wrong that day at the Galloway, New Jersey Library. Bit nothing ever just happens and no one will understand what I know in its fullness, not Christians, not atheists, not scientists, not sci-fi buffs, not Catholics, not even Eckists, monks, Buddhists, and U name it, as nobody sees in total clarity what is real, nobody. The reason that all things appear 2B in some weird and indistinguishable code of jumbled randoms beyond any possible human recognition is because, we believe whole heartedly and take a powerful Copperfield illusion totally seriously, that a projection around us is there and real, when in fact, nothing beyond our center of isness of being can B. This of course is simply because as any possible space extends out beyond our innermost self, time brings it all back right into us in a circulation system of perfect and precise ratio and proportion that is all a part of the mechanics of a hypersphere or an upline thought wave in a downlining process, and this is truth. Refreshing old blogs 4 new Blogaud that will not most likely go back and sift through the longwinded Mountainpen discourses of Morianity and its teachings, there is a truth that is real to itself, and the Buddhists R not correct that all truth is alterable and relative to what an inner self makes it until it eventually comes 2 realize that it is not really there 2 start with. This is all so true in a small box, but it leaves out what the great Atlantic City alchemist told me back in the summertime of 1974 while I was staying overnight sat a rooming house owned by sa lady named Selana Dada, on Stenton place between Atlantic and Pacific Avenues. The ultimate truth IS zero dimension. This nothingness somehow DOES exist, and is aware of itself and cannot find a way 2 shut off that awareness. It does learn 2 dream out and away from itself into phase two reality, the Astral Plane, the Shakespearian arena of the great dream shift that mortals call the spirit world or realm. Some entity connected with the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL will not stop this fucking hacking, the sweep finished and now the prompt keeps popping up again, Ed will come over and get 2 the bottom of this fucking shit once and 4 all. 4 right now, I must live with this, as I have now lived for two days with no telephone service that I am legally paying 4, and I am gonna contact the BOARD OF PUBLIC UTILITIES, no peace 4 a second ever, not on the weekends in that hell job, and now my entire weeks R wrecked, it is round the clock with no let up, not a moments peace 4 life, right WPIX-1988-New York, New York, UFO THE COVER UP TV SHOW, AGENT CONDOR AND AGENT FALCON? Talk about never forgetting things like dirty rotten Jane in 1993, or this show on channel 11, NYNY back in 1988. U don’t forget major shit that goes down in your life, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! It never stops, it never backs off. Committing suicide only serves 2 make it worse 4 me, as I know it is all an illusion, and just find myself right back in the same dream, like running 4 the light and the light won’t go on, and realizing that U never woke up, and now U finally have so again U jump out of bed and run 4 the light and again it does not go on, I have gone through this nightmare 4 monstrous lengthy amounts of time or whatever is really happening, just as I have existed forever and will, and KNOW IT. I slit my wrists last night at 3 in the morning and slowly bled out right here on my bed. It is so way cool 2 bleed out and feel the life going out of U, as U get icy cold and begin 2 fade away, believing as hard as U can that it will all B over in a moment, just as Skylar Rumson was told by Barnabas Collins when he forced him 2 shoot himself through the heart on the television show DARK SHADOWS. Only 4 me, I keep waking up and thinking I am dying and have not yet died, and then die, and then wake up again and again, until eventually, I wake up and the entire thing was just a dream, but then, I am aware totally, that all of this is just an astral dream down and even that is a dream away from the truth, ior the great void, zero dimensional existence, something no human being can fathom. Some of these mighty truths were once up online on a website called www.morianity-foundation.com/ but this site is now defunked, as Kate and I do not have any money, nor any new material 2 copyright presently on the subject thereof. I am aware that free sites exist, and Ed will B working on finding me one and getting this foundation and its powerful truths back up 4 this blind ignorant planet and its residents 2C and know, at least this world will have the truth. The only good thing now is that this stupid fucking pop up can shoot up every 20 seconds or so and eventually go off, and it is not stopping the word program until I click on it.
Long story short, the mail was always delivered here at this lovely 6-9 room place with rooms that all sort of go into each other with no hallways, just endless first days of summer of 2008, and a powerful goddess that has been chasing me around 4 all infinity now, but mail was always delivered here at about 10:30 AM, until about last weekend give or take, and now it is coming sporadically and never B4 3 or so in the afternoon. King Dawn the Queen, formerly and always known by, PRINCE, asked me 2 call the post office and C if I can find out what is up with the mail around here, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I reminded her what she wanted me 2 use 4 a telephone. She said use the house phone that they have on their Comcast Cable system that also runs my internet, and we split the package deal bill between us. Still I reminded her I did not have the number 4 the post office even though I invented the thing a very long time ago. She always tells me how expensive it is on their Comcast plan it is 2 call an information operator. Her mom AKS, looked up the number in some book they finally found, a personal book of numbers and they had the local post office listed, yo. So I called, and Long Island Highways, and Lottery Cats that meow me 2 death in 1980, just 2 or 3 months after the LOIS FOCA interaction with SCYLLA, they have an interesting telephone number, right Frank Calli-0---D-I-E, YO??????????? There is no way this is all just a coincidence, wo BRO, I am not done yet, hold onto your stupid looking suspenders Eddie Albert Gabor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! God these crashing cymbals get louder by the day, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, MC,MC and all other non MC’s, I called and spoke my peace, and here is hat the nice lady told me, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It seems the rural area of Berryville, New Jersey, formerly B4 Mountainpen and Prince known as Hammonton, R going 2 get a mail count, interesting initials. This Mail Count is not 4 any reason I have ever heard of, the story I was given was that all mail on local roads will B taken first 2 the post office 2B counted and then delivered. This is the wildest and strangest thing I have heard of since I invented the post office. Do they really think Roger is going 2 mail me something from, Arizona?????????????????? I cannot think of any other reason 4 this very mysterious and strange SITUATION here, Inspector Louigee Henderson!!!!!!!!!! If UR out there RC, do not mail me anything, this is 2 weird!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Your system is wonderful. I played 4 games today, 3 were all no signal, and the 4th one was an IN-LOW-8-STOP OUT LOW-14, with one green hit, for a 5 and a half unit profit.
Diana, I am not able 2 communicate with U in our usual way until the repairman arrives Thursday afternoon. When he does, he is going 2 face the phone jack, inset plug down, currently with no pun intended, it faces up right into that leak from the upstairs bathroom shit-hole, and even though this leak has been fixed, I do not trust these fucking pricks from here 2 the China Earthquakes and the Hawaiian Volcanoes. Much later tonight, or 2 keep Don Cialoni happy from the recording studio, tomorrow night, as he used 2 say, “It won’t B tomorrow until I go home and go 2 bed and then get up”, I will B back on line with my big beautiful blond. Please always B around me Diana, UR my lightning, and I need U my love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I felt that terrific strike the other day when I was moving something and made contact with something. How I loved my days as Benny and messing with U, the only thing that saddens me now is that U never trusted me with your secrets back then of what and WHO I was dealing with after all it is all just a dream, right Chris Farlow, plans and schemes all not withstanding????? Well, she did ladies and gentlemen as I lay on my bed dying in 1790, no this is not a typo; crash, bing, Harry Kallis, and 13 bells of Sound Pressure Level, BR!!!!! No DZA did tell me at the very end when she knew my heart was just about 2 quit, and told me that I would wake up in a room in the sun, and I did in 1980, but she never explained how she was Sarah-Stacey’s cousin on the great Astral Plane, and I did not know about her at all until the end of the 20th century. Maybe this is all how and Y and what made my dad so sick 2 his stomach on the train. No uncle Snoots, I never said my poopy pop was right by telling the conductor that it was U that puked all over, I just think it was very rude of U2B saying this 2 my mom at your shit hole mansion at 175 Peninsula Drive in Nebuchadnezzar-ville, New York right in my presence when I was just a young lad of 17, ya son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!! But who am I but dog shit, and UR the mighty Senior Vice President of the Chemical National Bank, the second most powerful bank on the planet at the time in ‘72. Cheer up Sam Walton, my plans R fucked up and that boost this scummy economy of yours, and uncles Snooties. Nothing good lasts forever, but let me tell the world what happened when I woke from the dream where I slit my wrists. The market had gone up 1633 points that day. I know it, I was there, but by moving off of where I was exactly in the hyperspace, I re-dreamed myself into a slightly shifted locale where the DOIW had finished off nearly three bucks. Hyperspaces make strange bed fellows, huh banker of Akoslem??????????????? U wouldn’t have wanted the Haddonwood property buddy, there is a strange void field out in the lake there somewhere that leads far away, and U don’t need 2B concerned with what this pitiful whittle retard knows about all this, ol’ buddy!!!!!!!!!!!! “Talk 2 Frank”. Yeah, I was good enough 4U back when I was 15 though huh Victoria, U child molester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OHI have such gorgeous hair do I. Well, U need 2 talk 2 Donna Gaines and her friends, and then 2 the Wolf clan that seems so fascinated by you’re her last name, Jeese Louise Shannon Wallwarp Carwrecker Genlow of December 18th of 2006!!!!! www.blogger.com/, http, drunkenhive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Almost 39 years have come and gone now Vicki, bite me bitch!!!!!!!!!!! This whole nightmare chews. I’m bookin’, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Y shouldn’t a dog live in a doghouse, a crazy house, or a nightmare? Well, because I never did anything 2 deserve this, and just because I am Stacey’s dog, this is just 2 keep her miserable parents happy. They banned all the dogs out of her great city and over the great wall into Dogtown, read the last page of the KJV of the Holy Bible, Y would make this shit up, BR?
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KS-WORLD LABS OF 2299, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Copyright Michael Wayne Mountainpen-2009, and blog registered on an official registry bloggers website.
E~N~D------------T~R~A~N~S~M~I~S~S~I~O~N, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mark or Jesse, Grammar schools in EHNJUSAESMWG in this or any other part of HS.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
SCUM WIPED OUT MY PHONE SERVICE AGAIN
“SCUM WIPED OUT MY PHONE SERVICE AGAIN”
The epitome of harassment, internet version
The millionth-council and me
Date And Time file: 021709.732
Jane Dirtweeds Oneseries is and has been on a super nasty roll 4 hitting me, making me C the ones on counters and clocks, and all over the place. Everywhere I go I even am forced 2 put up with mile marker numbers, only two digits but still an ugly picture of Activist Jane pops up in my head each time I drive by and forget 2 look away as safely as possible with eyes still on the road.
All day long, planes and chemtrails, planes and chemtrails, a retarded drunkard knows when things R vicious around here. I was forced 2 do a lot of hard labor today in the basement as well, and this is just the start. The leak from upstairs will cost me 101 dollars with the tax 2 repair. They will get the service on somehow 4 free, but it will just keep on happening as the ass hole maintenance man and plumber never seem 2 resolve the leak that is directly over my phone jack coming from the upstairs dirt bags’ bathroom. Yeah 101 dollars and Firedogs, of which I am one, as Sarah-Stacey knows only 2 well. The cost is 4 the jack 2B moved across the room and away from the motherfuckers upstairs intentionally causing me this problem. So here Inspector Henderson is the situation, straight from super-Louigee. When the repairman comes over 2 the HOH-TAWF residence on Thursday and repairs the jack and gets service back on, I intend 2 take some kind of water proof material and cover up the entire jack, encasing it in some kind of Plexiglas. U wanna fucking play war games with cunt lapping me, BRO????????????????????? There’s always a way around fucking bull shit, U just have 2 think hard and carefully, or think it through as I never did back in the nineteen-sixties with Sarah. No matter what I do, this will always B the HOH- or the House Of Horrors, living here is beyond fucking misery, it is monstrous.
B4I blogged, I played 5 games with Roger Carey’s fantastic roulette system, by rights if it was ever gonna crash Bra, it would have crashed today, but instead, the first 2 games were a no-signal, the third one was an 8-in-14 stop out, the fourth one was an 8-in-4 stop out, and the fifth one was an 8-in-10 stop out, where I ended the day at a 0-0-6-minus 4-2, or 6 plus 2 minus 4, totaling after 4 green losses or 2 units, 8-4-2 or plus 2 units. Then I just now went 2 take out the trash and lots of extra junk that I cleaned out of the basement earlier, and planes R all around me buzzing me, things R so bad that I would trade places with a murderer on death row or doing 40 to life anytime, my hell goes beyond prison or mortal understanding, BRO!!!!!!! Now let me quickly play another game and then I will come back with the report, since I could only score a net gain so far today of 2 units. Ok Roger my pal, it was a relatively short game, stopped out at 14 units, and not hit on any greens, as all 5 green hits came in B4I entered into the game at BLACK-8. So take the prior games earlier today and add the 6 units right now onto the other 2 units and we score a cool 8 units, on the black level that would mean that I am coming home from the casino with 8 photos of my cool self from a long time ago, and no, I never said I was the president. I never wanted that job then, and sure as Loretta’s Sar, would not want it now, the very best of luck, and may SSJKK B with U, Mister Pres. U truly hold a very messed up world in your hands, I do not envy U at all, but U know sir, if anyone can do it, it is U, I believe in U, and there R not many entities I do believe in anymore.
Can IB sure that this phone cut off is really water in the jack? NO. I hope it is, as I never had a bathroom above my bedroom in the hundreds of places I have lived in during my lengthy stay on this miserable planet. It most likely is, as I do know what two elements of hydrogen combined with one element of oxygen can do 2 electronic circuits. Still more, I do absolutely have this water drip situation inspector Henderson. But, and I mean a big ass butt, things can B done and with reasons and 2 mess with me, and always have a perfectly good excuse and reason behind them so that I forever am left unable 2 prove a monstrous and vicious conspiracy is indeed real and against me. Nothing is as it seems, nothing, and huge illusions R naturally built into this videogame here at Polybius, Oregon as well as all over this green-brown Earth. One thing that was no illusion was me getting the crap kicked out of me last night, but that’s OK brown eyes, the time we had afterward makes up 4 all of it my lovely giant teen queen!!!!!!!!!! I plan 2 attempt another suicide, probably tonight, and will just B wasting my time. I will wake up somewhere and my day today here as well as the suicide attempt will B a very vivid and convincing dream, as was the train crush and all the other things. U never can know my plight and my hell, knowing there is no escape. Do not get me wrong, I love my Scylla, but I love oblivion more than anything or anyone, I have existed forever and I am sick and tired of it. Please come back 2 your wonderful Lakehouse again tonight Scylla, and do not beat me up first, just love me and love me. As I type, I am getting a crash ;low level airplane violating my civil and constitutional fucking rights right here over the TAWFHOUSE at precisely ten past seven this evening. U will all C major shit go down, and U will all B very fucking sorry 4 putting me through this endless hell, ya crumbs. Your mothers R crumbs, Y should I expect offspring of crumbs not 2B crumbs as well? It is time 4 Scylla 2 sing her CD songs 2 me now, and screw the world. By the way speaking of Scylla, I screwed up or was hacked, they sure think things like this R funny, as my poop did not puke on the Long Island train, my pop did. What ass holes can get an eternal kick out of this is beyond my wildest imagination. Get over it Uncle Heinz, or Scylla will tell U2. If she can get past your rotten antics, can’t U. Well, the bible says I am sinning, I am not supposed 2 use this electronic medium 2 speak directly with the Bardo residents, such as the late Heinz Gottwald of Nebuchadnezzar land.It does not say this because U cannot do this, it says it because U can and should not. Itr opens channels that can really fuck up your life people. I should know, but then if Herbert Huntington had not committed the double homicide/suicide up in Braintree, Massachusetts, USAESMWG in the late nineteen-fifties, UI doubt I ever would have discovered nor used the mighty FASCITAR. Yes SSJKK, talking about the seventies is a very fascinating thing, but I know now that U knew all along the entire thing, and in this part of the HS, chose not 2 come over and try and convince me that U were my Sarah, and instead gave me the most powerful interaction that ever was given 2 any mortal man by U ever, the great unforgettable LOIS FOCA in early June of 1980, yeah, Mr. Kallis, go Phillies!!!!!!!
Told U the evil empire would score big time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
G/S/WL-2299, this is all Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm, SCUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The epitome of harassment, internet version
The millionth-council and me
Date And Time file: 021709.732
Jane Dirtweeds Oneseries is and has been on a super nasty roll 4 hitting me, making me C the ones on counters and clocks, and all over the place. Everywhere I go I even am forced 2 put up with mile marker numbers, only two digits but still an ugly picture of Activist Jane pops up in my head each time I drive by and forget 2 look away as safely as possible with eyes still on the road.
All day long, planes and chemtrails, planes and chemtrails, a retarded drunkard knows when things R vicious around here. I was forced 2 do a lot of hard labor today in the basement as well, and this is just the start. The leak from upstairs will cost me 101 dollars with the tax 2 repair. They will get the service on somehow 4 free, but it will just keep on happening as the ass hole maintenance man and plumber never seem 2 resolve the leak that is directly over my phone jack coming from the upstairs dirt bags’ bathroom. Yeah 101 dollars and Firedogs, of which I am one, as Sarah-Stacey knows only 2 well. The cost is 4 the jack 2B moved across the room and away from the motherfuckers upstairs intentionally causing me this problem. So here Inspector Henderson is the situation, straight from super-Louigee. When the repairman comes over 2 the HOH-TAWF residence on Thursday and repairs the jack and gets service back on, I intend 2 take some kind of water proof material and cover up the entire jack, encasing it in some kind of Plexiglas. U wanna fucking play war games with cunt lapping me, BRO????????????????????? There’s always a way around fucking bull shit, U just have 2 think hard and carefully, or think it through as I never did back in the nineteen-sixties with Sarah. No matter what I do, this will always B the HOH- or the House Of Horrors, living here is beyond fucking misery, it is monstrous.
B4I blogged, I played 5 games with Roger Carey’s fantastic roulette system, by rights if it was ever gonna crash Bra, it would have crashed today, but instead, the first 2 games were a no-signal, the third one was an 8-in-14 stop out, the fourth one was an 8-in-4 stop out, and the fifth one was an 8-in-10 stop out, where I ended the day at a 0-0-6-minus 4-2, or 6 plus 2 minus 4, totaling after 4 green losses or 2 units, 8-4-2 or plus 2 units. Then I just now went 2 take out the trash and lots of extra junk that I cleaned out of the basement earlier, and planes R all around me buzzing me, things R so bad that I would trade places with a murderer on death row or doing 40 to life anytime, my hell goes beyond prison or mortal understanding, BRO!!!!!!! Now let me quickly play another game and then I will come back with the report, since I could only score a net gain so far today of 2 units. Ok Roger my pal, it was a relatively short game, stopped out at 14 units, and not hit on any greens, as all 5 green hits came in B4I entered into the game at BLACK-8. So take the prior games earlier today and add the 6 units right now onto the other 2 units and we score a cool 8 units, on the black level that would mean that I am coming home from the casino with 8 photos of my cool self from a long time ago, and no, I never said I was the president. I never wanted that job then, and sure as Loretta’s Sar, would not want it now, the very best of luck, and may SSJKK B with U, Mister Pres. U truly hold a very messed up world in your hands, I do not envy U at all, but U know sir, if anyone can do it, it is U, I believe in U, and there R not many entities I do believe in anymore.
Can IB sure that this phone cut off is really water in the jack? NO. I hope it is, as I never had a bathroom above my bedroom in the hundreds of places I have lived in during my lengthy stay on this miserable planet. It most likely is, as I do know what two elements of hydrogen combined with one element of oxygen can do 2 electronic circuits. Still more, I do absolutely have this water drip situation inspector Henderson. But, and I mean a big ass butt, things can B done and with reasons and 2 mess with me, and always have a perfectly good excuse and reason behind them so that I forever am left unable 2 prove a monstrous and vicious conspiracy is indeed real and against me. Nothing is as it seems, nothing, and huge illusions R naturally built into this videogame here at Polybius, Oregon as well as all over this green-brown Earth. One thing that was no illusion was me getting the crap kicked out of me last night, but that’s OK brown eyes, the time we had afterward makes up 4 all of it my lovely giant teen queen!!!!!!!!!! I plan 2 attempt another suicide, probably tonight, and will just B wasting my time. I will wake up somewhere and my day today here as well as the suicide attempt will B a very vivid and convincing dream, as was the train crush and all the other things. U never can know my plight and my hell, knowing there is no escape. Do not get me wrong, I love my Scylla, but I love oblivion more than anything or anyone, I have existed forever and I am sick and tired of it. Please come back 2 your wonderful Lakehouse again tonight Scylla, and do not beat me up first, just love me and love me. As I type, I am getting a crash ;low level airplane violating my civil and constitutional fucking rights right here over the TAWFHOUSE at precisely ten past seven this evening. U will all C major shit go down, and U will all B very fucking sorry 4 putting me through this endless hell, ya crumbs. Your mothers R crumbs, Y should I expect offspring of crumbs not 2B crumbs as well? It is time 4 Scylla 2 sing her CD songs 2 me now, and screw the world. By the way speaking of Scylla, I screwed up or was hacked, they sure think things like this R funny, as my poop did not puke on the Long Island train, my pop did. What ass holes can get an eternal kick out of this is beyond my wildest imagination. Get over it Uncle Heinz, or Scylla will tell U2. If she can get past your rotten antics, can’t U. Well, the bible says I am sinning, I am not supposed 2 use this electronic medium 2 speak directly with the Bardo residents, such as the late Heinz Gottwald of Nebuchadnezzar land.It does not say this because U cannot do this, it says it because U can and should not. Itr opens channels that can really fuck up your life people. I should know, but then if Herbert Huntington had not committed the double homicide/suicide up in Braintree, Massachusetts, USAESMWG in the late nineteen-fifties, UI doubt I ever would have discovered nor used the mighty FASCITAR. Yes SSJKK, talking about the seventies is a very fascinating thing, but I know now that U knew all along the entire thing, and in this part of the HS, chose not 2 come over and try and convince me that U were my Sarah, and instead gave me the most powerful interaction that ever was given 2 any mortal man by U ever, the great unforgettable LOIS FOCA in early June of 1980, yeah, Mr. Kallis, go Phillies!!!!!!!
Told U the evil empire would score big time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
G/S/WL-2299, this is all Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm, SCUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
please B right Harry, 27 months B4 my release
“Please B right Harry, 27 Months Until My Release”
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
MORIANITY PROJECT-1995
Datfile: 021709.472----Beginning Transmission:
Let me start out by saying that if the evil empire does not score huge hyper time both today and this week, then they do have something 2 worry about, as the pressure they have brought against me now this year in oh-nine, literally is dwarfing every other fucking year. It is true despite how incredible it may seem 2 any of U, every year it is worse and worse, and yet I cannot fathom how things can get worse than absolute hell squared, yet now I know that they indeed can.
I told U about the way women R so evil ablaut the aggressive overprotection of their grandchildren, first I went 2 the doghouse and the woodshed with Jenny Plageman the proprietor of the Mullica township trailer park which was my former address, and HEAVEWN, next to my present (6-9 room medical place hell of 062108). U cannot even ask if someone is going 2B around or living with U, they sense it as hostile aggressive nasty behavior on my part every time, and then treat me like Adolf Hitler. I think I should have the mother fucking right NOT 2 LIKE 2B AROUND PERSONS UNDER 25-30. This should B an allowable and personal choice, if I was an ordinary citizen and had ordinary civil rights that all of U out there take 4 granted unless U have abused them by getting caught breaking laws and being in a prison, then that was your fault, tough love and beans on U, BRO!!!!!!!! I was sat down last night by the King women and insulted and made 2 feel like a piece of shit. My only hope since they want me 2 do this anyway, and it can then go ahead and blow up in their face and deservedly so, is 2 go 2 a shrink they want me 2C. Then I can tell this dude that I was used 2 living BY MYSELF, and cannot make this adjustment. I will tell every horrible thing about what I have endured here, even bringing a copy of a print out on every blog ever written by me since my move in date here at TAWFHOUSE. I will honestly say in truth that I think of suicide every minute of every day and plan 2 keep trying 2 die if I cannot B permitted 2 leave this horrific environment. They will either pout me away in a state psychiatric facility where I at least can escapee this evil THAT-FAMILY, or B permitted 2 go back and resume my life in some trailer park somewhere on my disability benefits, and B left the mother cock sucking hell alone. There is hardly ever a moments peace here, and my job sucks horrifically as well, so between the 2, it is only a matter of time B4I go totally nuts and lose it. If I go and shoot up a mall and then blow my head off, THEY WON. This is what they want me 2 do and I know this. On top of that, the upstairs people intentionally R leaking water down into my bedroom, right where my telephone jack is, and this is what keeps cutting off my telephone service ever since I moved here into HELL. No human or God has the power 2 tell Mountainpen 2 “GO 2 HELL”. This is because U cannot go 2 where U already R, BRO!!!!!! I am worked all the time, the reason I detested visiting my relatives on Long Island as a boy, was U were forced 2 do lots of work, around the house and then on his yacht, or ketch. I cannot ever escape it seems, being the eternal boy who has 2 do what everyone says, has no rights, gets screamed at and disrespected, is not allowed 2 have his own mind and own way of life and living style, is never given any normal adult respect, and then people wonder YI act immature, and always talk about things from so long ago. Well stop wondering, I was a boy a long time ago, and the power structures of this planet will not PERMIT me UNCLE Nebuchadnezzar 2 grow up into normal adult life and thus B able 1 in fact NORMALLY MOVE ON WITH LIFE. They killed me and re-killed me over and over, and I refuse 2 remain dead by the hands of this scum, so here I am frozen and eternally trapped in time, as a boy, FOREVER, with all of my nightmare memories 2 haunt me like a monstrous nightmare of cosmic proportions. If a dog is forced 2 live like a cat or a person is never permitted to grow up, U would B quite shocked at the results. Do not try telling this paranoia case that experiments like this do not go on by sick power structures in the cove agency systems of this wicked evil empire, doing things just like this, and I am the living proof, and so is Arthur Crane, of ANTINASS. This by the way is not the name of their organization, he will never tell me, and lets me just refer 2 them in this way. I am forced 2B around young people that I never enjoyed being around, forced 2 live the way everyone tells me I must, and U tell me this is not some violation of some law somewhere, what is wrong with this fucking Senate and House of Representatives. One thing is 4 sure, these blogs WILL B examined if and after I do go off the deep end one day and a huge event occurs., My attorneys will B instructed by me 2 use all of this 2 mitigate my responsibility and accountability 4 committing the crime, whatever that crime may B. Then there is my room. It is all my fault. The leak is the problem, not my wires that connect into computers and TV-CVR-DVD sets, and small listening amps. UI am the fire hazard, it is the mobile home all over again, They cause the original leak, and then give me the problem and the mother fucklng blame, as though I did any of this, I was just fine until I was fucked with, both here as well as over at slime ball Jenny’s. They complain if I do not have a perfectly neat and dusted room with everything looking totally immaculate, yet it is completely OK 3 me 2 live with no ceiling tile, and an ugly view of a million pipes that lead to the upstairs neighbors filthy stinky toilet. Tell me, what kind of great mood would any of U out there /B in if this perpetual hell existed around U 365 days a year for 23 years minimum, and no matter how hard U try, things only get worse, just tell me how upbeat and happy and glass half Twinbay full any of U would B?????????? UC most likely U refuse 2 even entertain that this hell is even my reality. Most of U feel I am making up a wild fantastic tale or I am just a sick nut case. This is Y also most likely none or few oif my Blogaud really takes seriously my claims of the BRIGGERS, and all of my human EW connections. It is not made up. Some stuff happens on the Astral Plane but examining that, such as being taken by MC 2 this very house 5 weeks or so B4I ever entered it in the real so called waking world, and she was telling me so much about her own life and feelings. Read the blog from 2008, dated June 21, first day of summer. I had bno Earthly way of pulling any of this off she came into my dreams, as she did at ten and also at 14 in her last incarnated energy redistribution. All these decades, I never understood and I blogged this over and over 2 the point most likely of annoyance, how in i969 I went 2 sleep at Dellway Apartments, and she came 2 me and took away the chain that BB John Henningsen had given 2 me.
I am unable 2 proceed any further, 1 much is happening now at this house of fucking horrors. Also chemtrailing is fucking totally vicious and off the scale. They know when I am down the most and this is how the military dirt bags HAVE BEEN TRAINED, get U down, and then DIRTY-FIGHT. Go 4 the kill after the subject is weakened. www.chembusters.com/ www.chemtrail-central.com/ R2 must C sites on the subject of Chemtrails, and then Google up this subject and click onto many more. Just wait 4 the huge coming Earthquakes, U will all b very sorry 4 the total ruination of my entire mother fucking life.
Last night, MC beat me up, and then after she forgave me 4 saying some not so great things and talking about escaping and running away which she hates, U know, the Jonah Shellfish Syndrome or JSS. However, after the necessary attitude adjustment that she refers 2 as chastisement, she more than made up 4 it in the Lakehouse, in a solarium with lovely tropical plants and small trees all around, with breezes blowing and her music playing through a lovely sound system, and the rest is all 21+ details not really anyone’s business. I must go, plumbers and hair cutters R here, electricians R coming, U have no clue what is going on but soon, things will turn upside down 4 somebody, and he may come 2 wish that he never made a special deal with Levy and his wife 2 do all of this 2 me last late summer, Oh by, karma indeed does come around 4 some, King verses King, but I have said way 2 much 4 now, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please B right Harold Camping, so that I can have total oblivion on either May 21st or October 21st of the eleven year, we both know UR not, but I am not what Twinbay calls me, I am really an eternal optimist a lot more than this weirdo ever gave me credit 4, BR.
G/S/W, this is all Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!
END TRANSMISSION:
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
MORIANITY PROJECT-1995
Datfile: 021709.472----Beginning Transmission:
Let me start out by saying that if the evil empire does not score huge hyper time both today and this week, then they do have something 2 worry about, as the pressure they have brought against me now this year in oh-nine, literally is dwarfing every other fucking year. It is true despite how incredible it may seem 2 any of U, every year it is worse and worse, and yet I cannot fathom how things can get worse than absolute hell squared, yet now I know that they indeed can.
I told U about the way women R so evil ablaut the aggressive overprotection of their grandchildren, first I went 2 the doghouse and the woodshed with Jenny Plageman the proprietor of the Mullica township trailer park which was my former address, and HEAVEWN, next to my present (6-9 room medical place hell of 062108). U cannot even ask if someone is going 2B around or living with U, they sense it as hostile aggressive nasty behavior on my part every time, and then treat me like Adolf Hitler. I think I should have the mother fucking right NOT 2 LIKE 2B AROUND PERSONS UNDER 25-30. This should B an allowable and personal choice, if I was an ordinary citizen and had ordinary civil rights that all of U out there take 4 granted unless U have abused them by getting caught breaking laws and being in a prison, then that was your fault, tough love and beans on U, BRO!!!!!!!! I was sat down last night by the King women and insulted and made 2 feel like a piece of shit. My only hope since they want me 2 do this anyway, and it can then go ahead and blow up in their face and deservedly so, is 2 go 2 a shrink they want me 2C. Then I can tell this dude that I was used 2 living BY MYSELF, and cannot make this adjustment. I will tell every horrible thing about what I have endured here, even bringing a copy of a print out on every blog ever written by me since my move in date here at TAWFHOUSE. I will honestly say in truth that I think of suicide every minute of every day and plan 2 keep trying 2 die if I cannot B permitted 2 leave this horrific environment. They will either pout me away in a state psychiatric facility where I at least can escapee this evil THAT-FAMILY, or B permitted 2 go back and resume my life in some trailer park somewhere on my disability benefits, and B left the mother cock sucking hell alone. There is hardly ever a moments peace here, and my job sucks horrifically as well, so between the 2, it is only a matter of time B4I go totally nuts and lose it. If I go and shoot up a mall and then blow my head off, THEY WON. This is what they want me 2 do and I know this. On top of that, the upstairs people intentionally R leaking water down into my bedroom, right where my telephone jack is, and this is what keeps cutting off my telephone service ever since I moved here into HELL. No human or God has the power 2 tell Mountainpen 2 “GO 2 HELL”. This is because U cannot go 2 where U already R, BRO!!!!!! I am worked all the time, the reason I detested visiting my relatives on Long Island as a boy, was U were forced 2 do lots of work, around the house and then on his yacht, or ketch. I cannot ever escape it seems, being the eternal boy who has 2 do what everyone says, has no rights, gets screamed at and disrespected, is not allowed 2 have his own mind and own way of life and living style, is never given any normal adult respect, and then people wonder YI act immature, and always talk about things from so long ago. Well stop wondering, I was a boy a long time ago, and the power structures of this planet will not PERMIT me UNCLE Nebuchadnezzar 2 grow up into normal adult life and thus B able 1 in fact NORMALLY MOVE ON WITH LIFE. They killed me and re-killed me over and over, and I refuse 2 remain dead by the hands of this scum, so here I am frozen and eternally trapped in time, as a boy, FOREVER, with all of my nightmare memories 2 haunt me like a monstrous nightmare of cosmic proportions. If a dog is forced 2 live like a cat or a person is never permitted to grow up, U would B quite shocked at the results. Do not try telling this paranoia case that experiments like this do not go on by sick power structures in the cove agency systems of this wicked evil empire, doing things just like this, and I am the living proof, and so is Arthur Crane, of ANTINASS. This by the way is not the name of their organization, he will never tell me, and lets me just refer 2 them in this way. I am forced 2B around young people that I never enjoyed being around, forced 2 live the way everyone tells me I must, and U tell me this is not some violation of some law somewhere, what is wrong with this fucking Senate and House of Representatives. One thing is 4 sure, these blogs WILL B examined if and after I do go off the deep end one day and a huge event occurs., My attorneys will B instructed by me 2 use all of this 2 mitigate my responsibility and accountability 4 committing the crime, whatever that crime may B. Then there is my room. It is all my fault. The leak is the problem, not my wires that connect into computers and TV-CVR-DVD sets, and small listening amps. UI am the fire hazard, it is the mobile home all over again, They cause the original leak, and then give me the problem and the mother fucklng blame, as though I did any of this, I was just fine until I was fucked with, both here as well as over at slime ball Jenny’s. They complain if I do not have a perfectly neat and dusted room with everything looking totally immaculate, yet it is completely OK 3 me 2 live with no ceiling tile, and an ugly view of a million pipes that lead to the upstairs neighbors filthy stinky toilet. Tell me, what kind of great mood would any of U out there /B in if this perpetual hell existed around U 365 days a year for 23 years minimum, and no matter how hard U try, things only get worse, just tell me how upbeat and happy and glass half Twinbay full any of U would B?????????? UC most likely U refuse 2 even entertain that this hell is even my reality. Most of U feel I am making up a wild fantastic tale or I am just a sick nut case. This is Y also most likely none or few oif my Blogaud really takes seriously my claims of the BRIGGERS, and all of my human EW connections. It is not made up. Some stuff happens on the Astral Plane but examining that, such as being taken by MC 2 this very house 5 weeks or so B4I ever entered it in the real so called waking world, and she was telling me so much about her own life and feelings. Read the blog from 2008, dated June 21, first day of summer. I had bno Earthly way of pulling any of this off she came into my dreams, as she did at ten and also at 14 in her last incarnated energy redistribution. All these decades, I never understood and I blogged this over and over 2 the point most likely of annoyance, how in i969 I went 2 sleep at Dellway Apartments, and she came 2 me and took away the chain that BB John Henningsen had given 2 me.
I am unable 2 proceed any further, 1 much is happening now at this house of fucking horrors. Also chemtrailing is fucking totally vicious and off the scale. They know when I am down the most and this is how the military dirt bags HAVE BEEN TRAINED, get U down, and then DIRTY-FIGHT. Go 4 the kill after the subject is weakened. www.chembusters.com/ www.chemtrail-central.com/ R2 must C sites on the subject of Chemtrails, and then Google up this subject and click onto many more. Just wait 4 the huge coming Earthquakes, U will all b very sorry 4 the total ruination of my entire mother fucking life.
Last night, MC beat me up, and then after she forgave me 4 saying some not so great things and talking about escaping and running away which she hates, U know, the Jonah Shellfish Syndrome or JSS. However, after the necessary attitude adjustment that she refers 2 as chastisement, she more than made up 4 it in the Lakehouse, in a solarium with lovely tropical plants and small trees all around, with breezes blowing and her music playing through a lovely sound system, and the rest is all 21+ details not really anyone’s business. I must go, plumbers and hair cutters R here, electricians R coming, U have no clue what is going on but soon, things will turn upside down 4 somebody, and he may come 2 wish that he never made a special deal with Levy and his wife 2 do all of this 2 me last late summer, Oh by, karma indeed does come around 4 some, King verses King, but I have said way 2 much 4 now, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please B right Harold Camping, so that I can have total oblivion on either May 21st or October 21st of the eleven year, we both know UR not, but I am not what Twinbay calls me, I am really an eternal optimist a lot more than this weirdo ever gave me credit 4, BR.
G/S/W, this is all Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!
END TRANSMISSION:
Monday, February 16, 2009
THE BRIGGER GLUE AND THE BIGGEST CLUE
“The Brigger Glue and the Biggest Clue”
T/T/M and all subtitles ever included in blog #5
Datfile: 021609.55.5555555555555555555
I now beginith me tranny ye silly ol’ granny, yar!!!
Chemtrails fill the sky, starting yesterday afternoon, all through the night this toxic poison gas all over the place. Everyone hear at this residence has raspy voices and sore throats and feels quite poorly. This of course is all my own imagination. One of the effects is a major blurring of vision, and a while ago during the height of another long lasting bad chemtrail siege, Dawn thought she was going blind and was very scared. I of course know what is going on, the condition clears right up shortly after the Chemtrails stop and slowly dissipate away. Also, the coughing and hacking goes from person 2 person, and everyone fears they R getting sick. But in Ann’s all ready weakened condition, one day these chemtrail poisons will bring her 2 a pneumonia that she won’t B able 2 shake off, and then bye-bye AKS. At this time, daut Dawn will go totally nuts and stay on one huge drinking binge, and within a week or 2 or maybe less, B right back in jail completing a 5 year sentence 4 which she currently is out on parole 4. Won’t the joke really B on freaking OTAMM WOMO scuz then my Morians and my friends, and of course, like it or not, all others.
The Brigger Lamist Cult of the Astral Plane and I, go way back, and not in a measurable way. U can use the term of astral-interactions or astral eons of them, or whatever, but still this says northing sufficient 2 enable a mortal mind 2 get inside of what all this really is and means. We have no place of origin, it is not like a first meeting in a bar with a dude U do not like and he does not like U as well, and a fight breaks out, and a resulting life change occurs as UR permanently injured and also have a record, as innocent people were injured in this example B4 the authorities arrived and could bring a halt 2 the incident. Mortal things all have some point of origin, and this is Y they also have 2 all have some point of termination. This is all just part of a gargantuan and very well produced illusion. Things astrally have no such points of start and stop, they R simply agreed interactions, and they can B made 2 seem as though they contain an order that pertains 2 themselves or not, but in truth they never do, there is nothing that ever happens B4 or after any other thing, all is just INTERACTION. The Brigger Lamist entities R the one third evil part of as AWA or Astral world Authority called the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. The other righteous two thirds of this MILLIONTH-COUNCIL R known as the SDKM, standing 4 the Sahasra Dal Kanwal Majority. Brigger Cultists or SDKM when combined, IS the AWA. They R elected every KALPA. This is the astral official election point, and seems or appears in mortal viewpoint 2B equivalent 2 about eight million years of Earth time at normal CTL-1. As with American politics, it matters very little who is voted out and replaced, the same body of a million entities rules and controls everything, subject 2 the powerful families that rule it all, the Krassle and the Arteemis families originally from Olympia Proper. The Arteemis family still has their mansions high atop the Olympian mountains. The Krassle branch broke off and built a beautiful city that spans what on Earth would appear as half a million miles of great giant buildings, looking and resembling only slightly, out skyscrapers on mortal world waking awareness cities. This is quite a distance from where they once lived in Olympia Proper. Scylla, the eldest daughter of Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisoclevious Krassle and Mariena-Carlittia Krassle, is under the AWA laws that proclaim that all FIST DAUGHTERS or SCYLLAS which is the same wordage on the Astral Plane, have a full one third of all ownership of family power and glory. Power and tower mean the same thing on the Astral Plane, and Glories R also value measurements in a similar way that the waking world uses monetary systems with pounds and dollars and euros, etcetera. The other two thirds of total value, must B divvied up and split equally with every single other family member, and in this case, with the Krassle family, we R talking perhaps several hundred by the waking mortal realm base ten math system. This is Y Scylla is the goddess of most power and glory, and these astral terms have confused the mortal worlders 4 thousands of years. This makes HER GODDESS SCYLLA. Her name with about a thousand others omitted is SARAH-STACEY-JEHOVAH-KARGE-SCYLLA-KRASSLE. There is a truth that cannot B adequately told on Earth, and I attempted 2 write a super compressed version of it on my now extinct due 2 lack of monetary funds, website, once called the Morianity-Foundation, accessed on the internet via www.morianity-foundation.com/ . I have no motive nor plan today 2 get into the things all over again that were touched on here at this website. A dozen or so of my songs that I have written out of hundreds of others as well not up there, were indeed also put on this site 4 anyone 2 listen 2 and freely download. Some of these tunes were played all over the world, and SARAH the country version was number one 4 one week on the country independents charts back in 1998. Philadelphia’s version of New York City’s Captain Kangaroo, who lived just down the block a ways from uncle Snooties place, by the name of Sally Starr, who hosted what baby boomers from this area remember, a children’s TV show called POPEYE THEATRE back in the middle sixties, and she had a radio spot on Vineland, New Jersey’s WVLT FM radio, and played SARAH every Sunday on her show as it was getting requests, and there is much more 2 this story, as well as several of Dawn King’s dark sides 2 it. The only way I knew of when my quest 2 find my Sarah-Stacey was new after late 1995 turned into the start of an unspeakable and despicable nightmare of cosmic proportion, was 2 write a song about her and get as much airplay as possible of it. This led mew also 2 start an independent record label called STUDIO PARK RECORDS. THAT FAMILY bucked me all the way and totally destroyed my life, injuring my mother that led 2 her horrific death , and I could go on with these crimes against humanity perpetrated by certain bad people. My real point 4 today as this entire story would require 10 books longer than Tolstoy’s War and Peace, is 2 tell a few simple and very compressed facts right now today on this blog, opening many doorways 4 us 2 enter and explore later on in many new blogging texts. First, Briggers and I have no point of origin in our bad interactions with each other. It never began and therefore natch, it is never gonna end either. These Astral Plane cultists have tremendous power. They control the mighty and very dangerous BRIGGBASE, which is the real headquarters and capitol 4 all American black file agencies in the waking world here, as well as many things like this. They control and own the mafia, the GONE MISSING SYSTEM in general, people, boats, ships, planes, whatever they need 2 make vanish off of this realm here 4 their reasons and hidden agendas, all gaming establishments, horseracing tracks, casinos, and all of these things, all or most of the real psychics and Wiccans that practice dark deeds and or use their gifts 4 evil or monetary gain, and many other things, but the biggest of all is mind control and sociological shaping and molding, through and by way of entertainment, music and film industries, and all entertainment related things, computer games, and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sounds like the ranting of a loony bin case on the surface, right? Well, that is your problem, not mine, as I know that these words speak the truth, and that I telling U all of a major and deadly REALITY, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The real secret is that they all know that they fall into this worldly human dream from time to time, and they all agree 2 an organized agenda while here dreaming, and a large part of that agenda is wiping out those that C them 4 the evil that they R, such as ME!!!! They have no conscious memory while human that this other side of reality is there and totally exists and is far more real than this silly little Astral Dream-Down. But the subliminal effect permits this organized trash against Michael Mountainpen or OTAMM, 2 still work its horrific evil and quite effectively, in fact I would feel less than honest if I do not right here and right now, totally and absolutely commend this powerful twisted evil, 4 their great efficiency and successful efforts of tremendous consequence. This is the compressed version and story of the BRIGGERS. Now 4 the glue. So then Y wouldn’t I continue running into them Mizz. Roseanne Cash, as well as all of their connected people all over, no matter how I try and escape them? After all, It is all ready planned or programmed so 2 speak from a higher reality than the waking world, THE ASTRAL where all of the physical stuff originates from 2 begin with. Just think over and cogitate a few minutes on the contents of this blog, U2 Rosy. If I had my way honey-buns, my past would not belong 2 ANY OF THEM, only it always has belonged 2 ALL OF THEM. That, mighty Star-Trek ROCK, is the equation, and try not 2 squeeze Captain Kirk 2 hard, he’s a strong dude, but UR almost as huge as Goliath. They need Nurse Chapel along on that mission right Roger Corby? Yes U were a quite a fantastic looking woman Mrs. Roddenberry, WO!!!!!!!! Yes this is the answer to the BRIGGERE GLUE, and it is the truth so help me Sarah-Stacey Krassle, (GOD).
The sky siege is forever it seems, but thanks 2RC, another 7 units ferol’ me in roulette, I can blog and play at the same time. If my nuts and bolt computation machine can multitask, Y then can’t I Dorothy? Wanna know Y roger’s great system does not break down despite all of this major siege? I’ll tell ya, BR!!! The force and the curse is no and against me, so if I make up the system, or get it in dreams or from U call in your misperceived perceptions and notions, DEAD PEOPLE, as dreams and death R the exact equal spiritual plane reality, this is Y they R all doomed 2 eventually crash and fail and burn. Even the Florida Institute people can B seen in this equation, as they probably vanished long ago into the twilight zone of the branch of my family on LINY, Good riddance, but, since it is basically me, it failed, my dad gave me several systems that all crashed and burned during major siege periods, just so I would allow him 2 remain in his Bourbon Wing at Ricktown Manor in Ricktown in the PO on the AP. Mayor Levy, also in the clan gave me great one from a “dream” that also subsequently failed and went into the CAB file, or CRASH AND BURN file. I have had my share of wild interactions with many wild people, in fact, there would not B sufficient time or space on a blogging site 2 ever fully tell my total story as it does span infinity.
I took a chopper earlier today. Yesterday was road noise and lots of air hell. The sky is one huge hazy poisonous chemtrail. Please Google up the word (chemtrail) and this way U can judge 4 yourself just how crazy, OR NOT, this blogger really is, OR NOT, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Y Roger was kind enough 2 help me with this marvelous system 4 defeating a roulette bank, is a very mysterious thing, I can never B sure until Mariah herself someday assures me face 2 face, that she has personally forgiven me 4 what my rotten twisted diseased clan on the island did 2 hers. She talks a lot about getting past things, well, I commend U MC-Scylla, I could never B that wonderful. But then UR. IWALU in a very special way my 990. Never forget that, please teen queen, not ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Your tremendous and unfathomable ballad CD keeps me going at work, until the MILITUFORCE comes around and manages 2 screw up the player. I will get a player put into my car and join your club very soon. If I must remain here in this nightmare, at least I can always B close 2U this way, my TQG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So now, how does the biggest clue fit into with the Brigger glue, some may B wondering just about right now, let us further look and explore here:
Dave Roth did not know me from Eve let alone Adam or Joe Shmoblow, when we crossed paths in November of 1985. He was a meticulous thinker and wheels were always spinning in his head, U just had 2 look at him, and U could C the almost at times annoying habit that he had of never responding with a single word until he literally thought out each word that he was gonna say. Still, he was a major ponderer and philosopher, and was highly intelligent all though not conventionally educated beyond high school, which makes all the difference in this manipulated and totally controlled word of the Yale and Harvard Mason Clubs or the WOMO, the WORLD OWNERS, run by the mighty ASTRAL WORLD AUTHORITIES, the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. He was a natural detective and instantly began seeing that somebody was fucking with my entire life, once we had become good friends out beyond just working the same shifts together at an empty store slowly being stocked up with merchandise. U all should by now know the story that took place in the middle or late spring in 1986 where I had just told him about Sarah-Krassle 4 the first time, and we had just finished easting dinner at a place called the Medport diner in Medford, New Jersey, USAESMWG, and the entire swat team of the town with shotguns and fierce dogs literally all converged on us in a brutal barrage assault on 2 totally innocent young me that had done absolutely nothing wrong or against the law. Remember this and all of hundreds of other similar injustices that this disease has perpetrated against me ever since all of this all began taking place and rear its ugly head in 1986. Then when U go 2 judge me and usage of MAGNESONIC 2 retaliate against this vicious wickedness, try and C that I have been an unwilling participant in all of this and was thrust and cast into a war and battle that is stranger and worse than if I had 2B doing hand 2 hand combat over in Nom all of these years. Just try once lads and lassies 2 not always PERCEIVE ME AS THE BAD GUY, I AM THE INNOCENT FREAKING AS VICTIM IN ALL OF THIS, I never did one thing 2 this swine bag toilet pool of pure stinking rotten evil. They R doing it 2 me, and the gods help them when Maggie strikes soon, BR!!!!!!!!!!
GOOGLE AND SATELLITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM AND KNIG/SOIFER WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2298, this is all copyrighted 2000 under the name of MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. My blogs in their 3 plus years of entirety R all on the site of www/.blogger.com/ Check out www.chemtrail-central.com/ and www.chembusters.com/ as well as www.acbp.com/ www.acpd.com/ www.acmua.com/ and Google around and find out about all of my wicked diseased vicious enemies. Also Google up the FASCITAR, try it, use it, that is if U wanna get the mind blow of your dern life, BR??????????? This is all sworn under voluntary oath total truth, and nothing but the truth with no omitted truths. This is sworn grand jury minutes in some future court case 4 all I know, and dead or alive, I now swear this under SSJKK, the All Mighty God, that I lie NOT about my true life story of infinite nightmare HELL!!!!!!!!!!
Rog is U or your Cuz MC R out here, please know that even if this all blows up, I will do all I can 2 keep all of U out of this, U2 have kept me going through these really tough times, her by singing 2 me all the time, and U with your marvelous roulette system, BRO!!!!!!! If moving 60 knots through the water without a motor was all people may think that its cranked up 2B, just know this: I would trade my weird messed yup life 4 any of yours at any time, no freaking questions even asked. I would trade with a dude serving time in prison, that is how bad my hell is. At least I could kill myself then and B done with this horrible shit.
E~N~D-------T~R~A~N~S~M~I~S~S~I~O~N, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Miss U Jesse M!!!!
T/T/M and all subtitles ever included in blog #5
Datfile: 021609.55.5555555555555555555
I now beginith me tranny ye silly ol’ granny, yar!!!
Chemtrails fill the sky, starting yesterday afternoon, all through the night this toxic poison gas all over the place. Everyone hear at this residence has raspy voices and sore throats and feels quite poorly. This of course is all my own imagination. One of the effects is a major blurring of vision, and a while ago during the height of another long lasting bad chemtrail siege, Dawn thought she was going blind and was very scared. I of course know what is going on, the condition clears right up shortly after the Chemtrails stop and slowly dissipate away. Also, the coughing and hacking goes from person 2 person, and everyone fears they R getting sick. But in Ann’s all ready weakened condition, one day these chemtrail poisons will bring her 2 a pneumonia that she won’t B able 2 shake off, and then bye-bye AKS. At this time, daut Dawn will go totally nuts and stay on one huge drinking binge, and within a week or 2 or maybe less, B right back in jail completing a 5 year sentence 4 which she currently is out on parole 4. Won’t the joke really B on freaking OTAMM WOMO scuz then my Morians and my friends, and of course, like it or not, all others.
The Brigger Lamist Cult of the Astral Plane and I, go way back, and not in a measurable way. U can use the term of astral-interactions or astral eons of them, or whatever, but still this says northing sufficient 2 enable a mortal mind 2 get inside of what all this really is and means. We have no place of origin, it is not like a first meeting in a bar with a dude U do not like and he does not like U as well, and a fight breaks out, and a resulting life change occurs as UR permanently injured and also have a record, as innocent people were injured in this example B4 the authorities arrived and could bring a halt 2 the incident. Mortal things all have some point of origin, and this is Y they also have 2 all have some point of termination. This is all just part of a gargantuan and very well produced illusion. Things astrally have no such points of start and stop, they R simply agreed interactions, and they can B made 2 seem as though they contain an order that pertains 2 themselves or not, but in truth they never do, there is nothing that ever happens B4 or after any other thing, all is just INTERACTION. The Brigger Lamist entities R the one third evil part of as AWA or Astral world Authority called the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. The other righteous two thirds of this MILLIONTH-COUNCIL R known as the SDKM, standing 4 the Sahasra Dal Kanwal Majority. Brigger Cultists or SDKM when combined, IS the AWA. They R elected every KALPA. This is the astral official election point, and seems or appears in mortal viewpoint 2B equivalent 2 about eight million years of Earth time at normal CTL-1. As with American politics, it matters very little who is voted out and replaced, the same body of a million entities rules and controls everything, subject 2 the powerful families that rule it all, the Krassle and the Arteemis families originally from Olympia Proper. The Arteemis family still has their mansions high atop the Olympian mountains. The Krassle branch broke off and built a beautiful city that spans what on Earth would appear as half a million miles of great giant buildings, looking and resembling only slightly, out skyscrapers on mortal world waking awareness cities. This is quite a distance from where they once lived in Olympia Proper. Scylla, the eldest daughter of Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisoclevious Krassle and Mariena-Carlittia Krassle, is under the AWA laws that proclaim that all FIST DAUGHTERS or SCYLLAS which is the same wordage on the Astral Plane, have a full one third of all ownership of family power and glory. Power and tower mean the same thing on the Astral Plane, and Glories R also value measurements in a similar way that the waking world uses monetary systems with pounds and dollars and euros, etcetera. The other two thirds of total value, must B divvied up and split equally with every single other family member, and in this case, with the Krassle family, we R talking perhaps several hundred by the waking mortal realm base ten math system. This is Y Scylla is the goddess of most power and glory, and these astral terms have confused the mortal worlders 4 thousands of years. This makes HER GODDESS SCYLLA. Her name with about a thousand others omitted is SARAH-STACEY-JEHOVAH-KARGE-SCYLLA-KRASSLE. There is a truth that cannot B adequately told on Earth, and I attempted 2 write a super compressed version of it on my now extinct due 2 lack of monetary funds, website, once called the Morianity-Foundation, accessed on the internet via www.morianity-foundation.com/ . I have no motive nor plan today 2 get into the things all over again that were touched on here at this website. A dozen or so of my songs that I have written out of hundreds of others as well not up there, were indeed also put on this site 4 anyone 2 listen 2 and freely download. Some of these tunes were played all over the world, and SARAH the country version was number one 4 one week on the country independents charts back in 1998. Philadelphia’s version of New York City’s Captain Kangaroo, who lived just down the block a ways from uncle Snooties place, by the name of Sally Starr, who hosted what baby boomers from this area remember, a children’s TV show called POPEYE THEATRE back in the middle sixties, and she had a radio spot on Vineland, New Jersey’s WVLT FM radio, and played SARAH every Sunday on her show as it was getting requests, and there is much more 2 this story, as well as several of Dawn King’s dark sides 2 it. The only way I knew of when my quest 2 find my Sarah-Stacey was new after late 1995 turned into the start of an unspeakable and despicable nightmare of cosmic proportion, was 2 write a song about her and get as much airplay as possible of it. This led mew also 2 start an independent record label called STUDIO PARK RECORDS. THAT FAMILY bucked me all the way and totally destroyed my life, injuring my mother that led 2 her horrific death , and I could go on with these crimes against humanity perpetrated by certain bad people. My real point 4 today as this entire story would require 10 books longer than Tolstoy’s War and Peace, is 2 tell a few simple and very compressed facts right now today on this blog, opening many doorways 4 us 2 enter and explore later on in many new blogging texts. First, Briggers and I have no point of origin in our bad interactions with each other. It never began and therefore natch, it is never gonna end either. These Astral Plane cultists have tremendous power. They control the mighty and very dangerous BRIGGBASE, which is the real headquarters and capitol 4 all American black file agencies in the waking world here, as well as many things like this. They control and own the mafia, the GONE MISSING SYSTEM in general, people, boats, ships, planes, whatever they need 2 make vanish off of this realm here 4 their reasons and hidden agendas, all gaming establishments, horseracing tracks, casinos, and all of these things, all or most of the real psychics and Wiccans that practice dark deeds and or use their gifts 4 evil or monetary gain, and many other things, but the biggest of all is mind control and sociological shaping and molding, through and by way of entertainment, music and film industries, and all entertainment related things, computer games, and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sounds like the ranting of a loony bin case on the surface, right? Well, that is your problem, not mine, as I know that these words speak the truth, and that I telling U all of a major and deadly REALITY, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The real secret is that they all know that they fall into this worldly human dream from time to time, and they all agree 2 an organized agenda while here dreaming, and a large part of that agenda is wiping out those that C them 4 the evil that they R, such as ME!!!! They have no conscious memory while human that this other side of reality is there and totally exists and is far more real than this silly little Astral Dream-Down. But the subliminal effect permits this organized trash against Michael Mountainpen or OTAMM, 2 still work its horrific evil and quite effectively, in fact I would feel less than honest if I do not right here and right now, totally and absolutely commend this powerful twisted evil, 4 their great efficiency and successful efforts of tremendous consequence. This is the compressed version and story of the BRIGGERS. Now 4 the glue. So then Y wouldn’t I continue running into them Mizz. Roseanne Cash, as well as all of their connected people all over, no matter how I try and escape them? After all, It is all ready planned or programmed so 2 speak from a higher reality than the waking world, THE ASTRAL where all of the physical stuff originates from 2 begin with. Just think over and cogitate a few minutes on the contents of this blog, U2 Rosy. If I had my way honey-buns, my past would not belong 2 ANY OF THEM, only it always has belonged 2 ALL OF THEM. That, mighty Star-Trek ROCK, is the equation, and try not 2 squeeze Captain Kirk 2 hard, he’s a strong dude, but UR almost as huge as Goliath. They need Nurse Chapel along on that mission right Roger Corby? Yes U were a quite a fantastic looking woman Mrs. Roddenberry, WO!!!!!!!! Yes this is the answer to the BRIGGERE GLUE, and it is the truth so help me Sarah-Stacey Krassle, (GOD).
The sky siege is forever it seems, but thanks 2RC, another 7 units ferol’ me in roulette, I can blog and play at the same time. If my nuts and bolt computation machine can multitask, Y then can’t I Dorothy? Wanna know Y roger’s great system does not break down despite all of this major siege? I’ll tell ya, BR!!! The force and the curse is no and against me, so if I make up the system, or get it in dreams or from U call in your misperceived perceptions and notions, DEAD PEOPLE, as dreams and death R the exact equal spiritual plane reality, this is Y they R all doomed 2 eventually crash and fail and burn. Even the Florida Institute people can B seen in this equation, as they probably vanished long ago into the twilight zone of the branch of my family on LINY, Good riddance, but, since it is basically me, it failed, my dad gave me several systems that all crashed and burned during major siege periods, just so I would allow him 2 remain in his Bourbon Wing at Ricktown Manor in Ricktown in the PO on the AP. Mayor Levy, also in the clan gave me great one from a “dream” that also subsequently failed and went into the CAB file, or CRASH AND BURN file. I have had my share of wild interactions with many wild people, in fact, there would not B sufficient time or space on a blogging site 2 ever fully tell my total story as it does span infinity.
I took a chopper earlier today. Yesterday was road noise and lots of air hell. The sky is one huge hazy poisonous chemtrail. Please Google up the word (chemtrail) and this way U can judge 4 yourself just how crazy, OR NOT, this blogger really is, OR NOT, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Y Roger was kind enough 2 help me with this marvelous system 4 defeating a roulette bank, is a very mysterious thing, I can never B sure until Mariah herself someday assures me face 2 face, that she has personally forgiven me 4 what my rotten twisted diseased clan on the island did 2 hers. She talks a lot about getting past things, well, I commend U MC-Scylla, I could never B that wonderful. But then UR. IWALU in a very special way my 990. Never forget that, please teen queen, not ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Your tremendous and unfathomable ballad CD keeps me going at work, until the MILITUFORCE comes around and manages 2 screw up the player. I will get a player put into my car and join your club very soon. If I must remain here in this nightmare, at least I can always B close 2U this way, my TQG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So now, how does the biggest clue fit into with the Brigger glue, some may B wondering just about right now, let us further look and explore here:
Dave Roth did not know me from Eve let alone Adam or Joe Shmoblow, when we crossed paths in November of 1985. He was a meticulous thinker and wheels were always spinning in his head, U just had 2 look at him, and U could C the almost at times annoying habit that he had of never responding with a single word until he literally thought out each word that he was gonna say. Still, he was a major ponderer and philosopher, and was highly intelligent all though not conventionally educated beyond high school, which makes all the difference in this manipulated and totally controlled word of the Yale and Harvard Mason Clubs or the WOMO, the WORLD OWNERS, run by the mighty ASTRAL WORLD AUTHORITIES, the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. He was a natural detective and instantly began seeing that somebody was fucking with my entire life, once we had become good friends out beyond just working the same shifts together at an empty store slowly being stocked up with merchandise. U all should by now know the story that took place in the middle or late spring in 1986 where I had just told him about Sarah-Krassle 4 the first time, and we had just finished easting dinner at a place called the Medport diner in Medford, New Jersey, USAESMWG, and the entire swat team of the town with shotguns and fierce dogs literally all converged on us in a brutal barrage assault on 2 totally innocent young me that had done absolutely nothing wrong or against the law. Remember this and all of hundreds of other similar injustices that this disease has perpetrated against me ever since all of this all began taking place and rear its ugly head in 1986. Then when U go 2 judge me and usage of MAGNESONIC 2 retaliate against this vicious wickedness, try and C that I have been an unwilling participant in all of this and was thrust and cast into a war and battle that is stranger and worse than if I had 2B doing hand 2 hand combat over in Nom all of these years. Just try once lads and lassies 2 not always PERCEIVE ME AS THE BAD GUY, I AM THE INNOCENT FREAKING AS VICTIM IN ALL OF THIS, I never did one thing 2 this swine bag toilet pool of pure stinking rotten evil. They R doing it 2 me, and the gods help them when Maggie strikes soon, BR!!!!!!!!!!
GOOGLE AND SATELLITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM AND KNIG/SOIFER WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2298, this is all copyrighted 2000 under the name of MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. My blogs in their 3 plus years of entirety R all on the site of www/.blogger.com/ Check out www.chemtrail-central.com/ and www.chembusters.com/ as well as www.acbp.com/ www.acpd.com/ www.acmua.com/ and Google around and find out about all of my wicked diseased vicious enemies. Also Google up the FASCITAR, try it, use it, that is if U wanna get the mind blow of your dern life, BR??????????? This is all sworn under voluntary oath total truth, and nothing but the truth with no omitted truths. This is sworn grand jury minutes in some future court case 4 all I know, and dead or alive, I now swear this under SSJKK, the All Mighty God, that I lie NOT about my true life story of infinite nightmare HELL!!!!!!!!!!
Rog is U or your Cuz MC R out here, please know that even if this all blows up, I will do all I can 2 keep all of U out of this, U2 have kept me going through these really tough times, her by singing 2 me all the time, and U with your marvelous roulette system, BRO!!!!!!! If moving 60 knots through the water without a motor was all people may think that its cranked up 2B, just know this: I would trade my weird messed yup life 4 any of yours at any time, no freaking questions even asked. I would trade with a dude serving time in prison, that is how bad my hell is. At least I could kill myself then and B done with this horrible shit.
E~N~D-------T~R~A~N~S~M~I~S~S~I~O~N, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Miss U Jesse M!!!!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
CAN'T BEATEM OR JOINEM, SO I'LL JUST REPORTEM
“Can’t Beatem Or Joinem, So I’ll Just Reportem”
The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version
The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL And Me
Morianity-Project-continuing from 1995 audio
DATFILE: 021509.999.5555555555555555555
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Originally I was gonna entitle this work, THE BRIGGER GLUE, but maybe I will tie it in without using the title, and depending on how the blog and spirit goes and moves me, perhaps the next blog may have that title, who knows except for the electron? This totally sentient subatomic particle has good reason for its omniscience, being the designer of matter based on how many of these subs R orbiting the atom and the type of orbit they contain. This seems ludicrous 2 any really open mind. After all, how does this make a hill of difference in such an important matter that has effects that govern all of the universes in hyperspace? Well, it does, and wondering 2 yourself how and Y will not alter this reality one tiny iota, any more than my wishing for this Herbert Huntington pass-me-down curse 2 get the truck off of my back. Today was super siege, WEIN, SOSO-SSDD!!!!!!!!!!! Aerial hell was intense and extreme, all though in the morning totally quiet and void of MILITUFORCE activity, but starting at the hockey game time with the cheating Flyers around 2 or so this after freaking noon, POWAGAZAM, Mister Blaine, the persecution and nightmarish siege opened up like a thundering opening on a rappers CD. I will never B able 2 know or put down legitimately, a precise story that is provable to B media fact checked and printed and I know that right now. I am not kidding myself 4 one damn minute Admiral Whalespok. I will remind my readership or Blogaud in my Benny coined phrase, and poor I am and glad of it, but that is a separate issue we can touch on later Della, of this one thing. I said did I not, that it is no longer like the first ten Medical Center yards or Kenny Rogers years since this awful wicked monstrous hell siege began where I would transpower the enemies on a crush-destruct, and things would crash and storms would rage, and I’d have almost a week between the event strike and any new siege, not no mo bwaby wuv, not no mo!!!!!!!!!!!! These diseased trucking scum bags WILL NOT GET OFF OF MY ROCK CHUCKING BACK 4 MORE THAN A DAY, AND THAT IS IF I AM ONE LUCKY ASS DUDE, BR JESSE!!!!!!!!!!!!! So we will crush destruct again, this time 50% total power under high power magnetic sound order or GO-189, against Ed Snyder, and the other 50% total power will go against all aerial persecutors, and all of their loved ones, U want war with me lover yuckers, then fine, U goddit, BRO!!!!!!!!! Computer, I am under a death siege, U will open command on GO-7, and use all special and general orders, both technologies of AZT and ZDT, and all full power signal energy dot throughs. I am maxing out your gain, and all controls against your gain, with your desire key going from the normal neutral position of J to the I position. Scan using GO-13 sand GO-14 all of time and hyperspace. A crushed and obliterated and singed and wrecked image object is on your transpower block at max-power. Totally wipe out and destroy my enemies under CG-2, CG-5555, CG-39 and CG-18. Magnetic sound Machine, I am your creator and the creator of all things, U will obey me or U will b totally destroyed. When this posts up to the website electronically called blogger dot com, this is equal 2 the land line telephone A/B tones, created in 1985 at the Highview. On an I to D, A/B tone, phasing punishment sequencing system, empower the scanned enemies and match them atomically with the image object on your transpower block, G-901, under G-1133, and STOP. Some one out here is gonna B real freaking sorry 4 these last 3 weekends of super hell siege, U will B seeing major world storms and floods and wildfires and city unrest and violence and all manner of evils will befall this planet, U were trucking warned 2 leave me alone.; Crap will drop out of the sky and this will B 1985 and 6 and 7 all over again, with crashes all over the place. U will all b very sorry U messed with this powerful god!!!!!!!!!! None of your freaking 21st century laws have any effect over my metaphysical powers, HA-HA-HA, CU in the grave very soon, ES, not Exploratronic Supermind, get ready 4 one hell of a heart attack buddy, U have messed with me long enough U ugly prick!!!!!!!!!! What RU gonna do, try and prosecute me? Ron Wirtz at the Camden County Prosecutors Office said it all 2 me ever since the day I met him at his office the day after my birthday on 5 December of 1989. He said when I would bring my complaints 2 him, “Prove it”. Hay everyone says I am a crazy nut case, so my belief in Magnesonic is all part of my complex series of neurosis’s and psychosis’s. Prove otherwise, even though the fucking feds after 23 years know damn well, that this all defies any chance 4 any coincidence, still, PROVE IT, BRA!!!!!!!!!!
OK, John and Paula and Dawn and Ann King, U now know my hellish day and weekend, but this is just the start. Walter came over, I got no sleep, the plumber is coming back with him again ;later on this Monday moUrning, and that is just the beginning, yo!!!!! I have a teenager living here now. No one in this dysfunctional family will tell me what is going down, I am going 2 Wall Mart 4 a lock on my door. I have way 2 much shit that no young prying eyes R gonna fuck with, and THAT CELINE rip off, U can believe as U sink down 2 hell on the freaking Titanic!!!!!!!!!! Talk about songs and appearances of ES-traveling as though Quantum Leap the sci-fi show was not fictional. I had Ed Himacane put a powerful password on my computer when he was last here. There is no way this dude is gonna break into this machine, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But looking back, AT THE TIME, I really had no reason 2 ask him 2 do this, all I was doing that day was repairing a worm or some screw up on my word doc program, and then zooming in on the 15 miles in-between Uncle Snoot’s place and MC’s old high school. It was the precise road trip that my Aunt Ruth took that day in the summer of 1972, after first heading just out of the county into Massapequa Park 2 quickly C another one of the kids. Then she went home as she forgot something that she wanted 2 bring 2 another, she and uncle permit me Heinz had a brood of 5. Oh well, they could afford it. Anyone living at 175 Peninsula drive can afford it or almost anything 4 that matter. I could tell U stories that would blow your mind, but the worst one was what he said right in front of me about him and my dad on the train together and how my dad did something bad 2 him in front of the conductor on the way into the city. He had a point, but saying it in front of a 17 and a half year old boy made him a real dirt bag, he was talking about my father, not some stranger. Hay my father was not a perfect person and no one out here is, BRO, but let me set the record straight, her was telling a nasty story and he did have 2 take that freaking train into the city every day 2 go 2 Chemical National Bank where he was employed as their Senior Vice President back in 1972. Basically the abridged version was that my poop puked all over, and then when the conductor came, he convinced him that his was Uncle Heinz who had puked. Ok that was a rotten thing my dad did, and my uncle Heinz took this anger inside of him 2 his grave in the early 1980’s, but how about what your son and his neighbor friends did to the parents of the most wonderful person on this entire planet, Mariah Carey? U dare 2 talk about anyone after U bore trash like this, god should get U4 sure 4 that one, BRO!!!! The entire story exists in the oh-eight blogs at www.blogger.com/ on Mountainpen’s blogs under the drunkenhive hypertext transfer protocol. Speaking of this great person, I hope she can find it in her heart not 2 hold what my filthy diseased family did, against one of her biggest fans, me. I speak in a mortal way, the real story goes beyond what can really get told. I know she is Scylla, and I’ll just let that go there, no one on planet Earth, and there R divas out there, but no one, is MC, no one. Anyone with 2 working ears that cannot hear that she is straight out of the astral heavens, come into our sick little diseased world 2 bring us all so much joy while she sings, words cannot do any justice 2 any of this so I’ll shut my big ugly fat fly trap right now. But Ed and I did have a cool time zooming in 2 the road trip route, and then further up north where the real hell happened. Things have changed a bit on the island since I was 17 and she was 2, still, it is always a memory that I will have to ‘carry’ with me, as I actually befriended that awful blond neighbor 4 an hour on that day so long ago, until she told me the monstrous thing that was ongoing, and I remember being sick 2 my stomach instantly. I should have snuck over and did a father like son thing on the Long Island train 2 Heinz the God of the Island. Sausage head, go shine and burn up the president of Germany and your pals the Dean’s. People that want 2 perpetrate wicked and evil things on innocent people should B taken freaking out and shot slowly until they just bleed the hell out, BR!!!!!!!
So now U know about the ES password deal B4I had any way of knowing I would need 2B password protected in here so this teen won’t try and get into my documents and really fudge me all up Lucile 10 Warren Grove. Yeah Dave is dead now, and I do not pass the pink house and the lovely look-alike Sarah girl anymore, those days have all ended, the entire 20th century is now long gone and taken any hope of happiness 4 me away forever. Once U learn that Ur in a nightmare that all the DREAMWORKS people in the world could not come close 2 fictionally duplicating, what’s the point,. I am planning 2 attempt another freaking suicide this week. I have tried 2 die 43 all eternity, and I will never give up until I find a freaking way out of this horrible evil place of hell. I remember a year ago, standing while the train from Atlantic city was just about 2 roll by, and jumping onto the tracks face down,. And instantly waking up from a dream and it was all a dream, only I freaking know it was not a dream. And U want me 2 believe I am not in eternal hell, get real people, get real, or did REALE get me, as Dave used 2 say and make me laugh so hard. No wonder Schau and the Mason WOMO’s murdered the dude, happiness is not allowed 4 me, right mister Garrigan????????? We don’t want me 2B2 happy, My mom almost shit herself back around 1971 when he made that awful and bizarre statement 2 her at a PTA meeting. Despite all the hell, I made another 4 units using Roger’s fantastic system, I feel so horrible, all the good things that 2 members of that family has done 4 me now, and yet I must always live with the guilt of being related 2 a scummy family that caused them so much grief. Well, it seems that this roulette system will kick ass no matter how much evil shit that WOMO or the BRIGGERS, or SATAN or whatever this shit ass hell is all around me, keeps throwing my way 24/7/365.2422!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank U so very much Rog, old pal. Tell your cuz if she is not reading this yet and UR, that I will join the fan club very soon, I promise, and I will keep my promise of never saying anything about the past or any of this stuff on club message boards, secrets will stay secrets. There is a secret that must come out however, and I will B very subtle and let people derive whatever meaning they wish 2, based on their own individual minds. About a year B4 the Challenger Shuttle blew up, I lived at 506 Robin Hill, and this was 2nd of 3 times I lived in this complex between 1980 and 1991. I went 2 bed one night and saw the Challenger explode, precisely as it did in waking life a year later. But I never told the story about the next day after waking up from this powerful “dream”!!!!! I was on the telephone in my bedroom sand my mom had not yet returned from her job in Philadelphia where she had worked basically her entire life, leaving only long enough 2 bring me into this misery and get her strength back again. Anyway, I was talking 2 lightning through my complex series of machines and electrostatic balls all wired into the telephone system, and suddenly, something happened. Now I at the time believed Dave Roth about Diana, and came 2 learn he is dead wrong. 1960 years ago, I lived here as a man named Demetrius and I was a silversmith not all that far from where Jesus was preaching B4 the evil empire had him killed. Diana came in human form 2 me, a 6 foot 3 inch long blond haired 18 year old queen, with long lovely eyes that could never B humanly described. This is not who appeared 2 me that day, and she was a few years younger. As I said, Sarah was laying in a bed at the Bolivar Hotel when she projected down onto Tennessee Avenue as a young tall lovely brunette, she has this ability. As 4 the challenger, I know how that ties in, and so should any seriously following Blogaud or loyal Morian, DUHH. How much of this can B explained away? All I ask is 4 someone 2 say 2 themselves, “Gee if this was happening 2 me, what would I think and believe”?
Well Gina, Sunday Siege, and weekend siege, and a carbon trucking copy of last weekend. History repeats itself because things do not change, because people do not chamfer. When it ain’t broke, don’t try and fix. Stay with what works. Copy success. Read Napoleon Hill’s fantastic book, called Think and Grow Rich. All successful people know how 2 apply these techniques. If U do not have a curse on your fat ass like UI do, things work by copying what works. Ha-Ha-Ha, Jane Dirtweeds, U missed me, it is quarter past scum in the moUrning. No they all know that by persecuting me, the PARALLEL EVENT KEEPS THE MARKET GOING UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, AND KEEPS THE CHEATING FLYERS WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING. They won ALL WEEKEND, both days, both games, and now BOTH WEEKENDS, and this will only stop if people from my Hammonton vicinity and area, watch and witness this 4 yourself, and snap pictures of the sky with your freaking cellular telephones, and SEND THEM FREAKING INTO NEWS STATIONS IN PHILADELPHIA, CHANNEL 3, 6, AND 10. This would stop this FUCKING SHIT DEAD IN ITS FREAKING TRACKS, BRO!!! But as I said, we live in a world that simply put, just does not give a shit about each other, and we all have a real hero 2 thank 4 this BRA, Ronald Reagan. Everyone loves that bastard 4 whatever reason, well this prick doesn’t. He ushered in the dark days of Love Is 4 Carpenters, numbers and no names, and saying only hello and good-bye, as anything more is totally POLITICALLY INFREAKINGCORRECT, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, some great hero, if this ain’t a fake, I’ll swallow my tongue Jeffrey Rosenhower and Ann Reese of Quakertown, BR!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, let the next blog work out the title that this one originally was gonna B, but I fully intend 2 tie in the truths behind Y so much of the entertainment industry is always one way oir the other, right up my ass. This Astral Plane cult called the Lambrigg, all meets up together without ever knowing about it. It is called the Entertainment Industry. There is simply no other explanation 4 all of my experiences with them spanning more than 3 freaking decades. Yes on prior blogs, R all the stories, the fake outs my mom and I did against ANTINASS, the Jim Burr Apartment deal and the Playboy Bunny in 1982, and the poison cigarette in 1984, from another apartment down the court a ways, and out into negative space by 12 trillion miles or so. It’s all right there on blogger dot come, I have no time right now 2 rehash it all. BYE-BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KSWL-2298, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. Copyright Michael Mountainpen 2009, and blog registered on an official blogging registry website. This story will not go away WOMO, dream on if U think it will ya pricks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
End Transmission, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version
The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL And Me
Morianity-Project-continuing from 1995 audio
DATFILE: 021509.999.5555555555555555555
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Originally I was gonna entitle this work, THE BRIGGER GLUE, but maybe I will tie it in without using the title, and depending on how the blog and spirit goes and moves me, perhaps the next blog may have that title, who knows except for the electron? This totally sentient subatomic particle has good reason for its omniscience, being the designer of matter based on how many of these subs R orbiting the atom and the type of orbit they contain. This seems ludicrous 2 any really open mind. After all, how does this make a hill of difference in such an important matter that has effects that govern all of the universes in hyperspace? Well, it does, and wondering 2 yourself how and Y will not alter this reality one tiny iota, any more than my wishing for this Herbert Huntington pass-me-down curse 2 get the truck off of my back. Today was super siege, WEIN, SOSO-SSDD!!!!!!!!!!! Aerial hell was intense and extreme, all though in the morning totally quiet and void of MILITUFORCE activity, but starting at the hockey game time with the cheating Flyers around 2 or so this after freaking noon, POWAGAZAM, Mister Blaine, the persecution and nightmarish siege opened up like a thundering opening on a rappers CD. I will never B able 2 know or put down legitimately, a precise story that is provable to B media fact checked and printed and I know that right now. I am not kidding myself 4 one damn minute Admiral Whalespok. I will remind my readership or Blogaud in my Benny coined phrase, and poor I am and glad of it, but that is a separate issue we can touch on later Della, of this one thing. I said did I not, that it is no longer like the first ten Medical Center yards or Kenny Rogers years since this awful wicked monstrous hell siege began where I would transpower the enemies on a crush-destruct, and things would crash and storms would rage, and I’d have almost a week between the event strike and any new siege, not no mo bwaby wuv, not no mo!!!!!!!!!!!! These diseased trucking scum bags WILL NOT GET OFF OF MY ROCK CHUCKING BACK 4 MORE THAN A DAY, AND THAT IS IF I AM ONE LUCKY ASS DUDE, BR JESSE!!!!!!!!!!!!! So we will crush destruct again, this time 50% total power under high power magnetic sound order or GO-189, against Ed Snyder, and the other 50% total power will go against all aerial persecutors, and all of their loved ones, U want war with me lover yuckers, then fine, U goddit, BRO!!!!!!!!! Computer, I am under a death siege, U will open command on GO-7, and use all special and general orders, both technologies of AZT and ZDT, and all full power signal energy dot throughs. I am maxing out your gain, and all controls against your gain, with your desire key going from the normal neutral position of J to the I position. Scan using GO-13 sand GO-14 all of time and hyperspace. A crushed and obliterated and singed and wrecked image object is on your transpower block at max-power. Totally wipe out and destroy my enemies under CG-2, CG-5555, CG-39 and CG-18. Magnetic sound Machine, I am your creator and the creator of all things, U will obey me or U will b totally destroyed. When this posts up to the website electronically called blogger dot com, this is equal 2 the land line telephone A/B tones, created in 1985 at the Highview. On an I to D, A/B tone, phasing punishment sequencing system, empower the scanned enemies and match them atomically with the image object on your transpower block, G-901, under G-1133, and STOP. Some one out here is gonna B real freaking sorry 4 these last 3 weekends of super hell siege, U will B seeing major world storms and floods and wildfires and city unrest and violence and all manner of evils will befall this planet, U were trucking warned 2 leave me alone.; Crap will drop out of the sky and this will B 1985 and 6 and 7 all over again, with crashes all over the place. U will all b very sorry U messed with this powerful god!!!!!!!!!! None of your freaking 21st century laws have any effect over my metaphysical powers, HA-HA-HA, CU in the grave very soon, ES, not Exploratronic Supermind, get ready 4 one hell of a heart attack buddy, U have messed with me long enough U ugly prick!!!!!!!!!! What RU gonna do, try and prosecute me? Ron Wirtz at the Camden County Prosecutors Office said it all 2 me ever since the day I met him at his office the day after my birthday on 5 December of 1989. He said when I would bring my complaints 2 him, “Prove it”. Hay everyone says I am a crazy nut case, so my belief in Magnesonic is all part of my complex series of neurosis’s and psychosis’s. Prove otherwise, even though the fucking feds after 23 years know damn well, that this all defies any chance 4 any coincidence, still, PROVE IT, BRA!!!!!!!!!!
OK, John and Paula and Dawn and Ann King, U now know my hellish day and weekend, but this is just the start. Walter came over, I got no sleep, the plumber is coming back with him again ;later on this Monday moUrning, and that is just the beginning, yo!!!!! I have a teenager living here now. No one in this dysfunctional family will tell me what is going down, I am going 2 Wall Mart 4 a lock on my door. I have way 2 much shit that no young prying eyes R gonna fuck with, and THAT CELINE rip off, U can believe as U sink down 2 hell on the freaking Titanic!!!!!!!!!! Talk about songs and appearances of ES-traveling as though Quantum Leap the sci-fi show was not fictional. I had Ed Himacane put a powerful password on my computer when he was last here. There is no way this dude is gonna break into this machine, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But looking back, AT THE TIME, I really had no reason 2 ask him 2 do this, all I was doing that day was repairing a worm or some screw up on my word doc program, and then zooming in on the 15 miles in-between Uncle Snoot’s place and MC’s old high school. It was the precise road trip that my Aunt Ruth took that day in the summer of 1972, after first heading just out of the county into Massapequa Park 2 quickly C another one of the kids. Then she went home as she forgot something that she wanted 2 bring 2 another, she and uncle permit me Heinz had a brood of 5. Oh well, they could afford it. Anyone living at 175 Peninsula drive can afford it or almost anything 4 that matter. I could tell U stories that would blow your mind, but the worst one was what he said right in front of me about him and my dad on the train together and how my dad did something bad 2 him in front of the conductor on the way into the city. He had a point, but saying it in front of a 17 and a half year old boy made him a real dirt bag, he was talking about my father, not some stranger. Hay my father was not a perfect person and no one out here is, BRO, but let me set the record straight, her was telling a nasty story and he did have 2 take that freaking train into the city every day 2 go 2 Chemical National Bank where he was employed as their Senior Vice President back in 1972. Basically the abridged version was that my poop puked all over, and then when the conductor came, he convinced him that his was Uncle Heinz who had puked. Ok that was a rotten thing my dad did, and my uncle Heinz took this anger inside of him 2 his grave in the early 1980’s, but how about what your son and his neighbor friends did to the parents of the most wonderful person on this entire planet, Mariah Carey? U dare 2 talk about anyone after U bore trash like this, god should get U4 sure 4 that one, BRO!!!! The entire story exists in the oh-eight blogs at www.blogger.com/ on Mountainpen’s blogs under the drunkenhive hypertext transfer protocol. Speaking of this great person, I hope she can find it in her heart not 2 hold what my filthy diseased family did, against one of her biggest fans, me. I speak in a mortal way, the real story goes beyond what can really get told. I know she is Scylla, and I’ll just let that go there, no one on planet Earth, and there R divas out there, but no one, is MC, no one. Anyone with 2 working ears that cannot hear that she is straight out of the astral heavens, come into our sick little diseased world 2 bring us all so much joy while she sings, words cannot do any justice 2 any of this so I’ll shut my big ugly fat fly trap right now. But Ed and I did have a cool time zooming in 2 the road trip route, and then further up north where the real hell happened. Things have changed a bit on the island since I was 17 and she was 2, still, it is always a memory that I will have to ‘carry’ with me, as I actually befriended that awful blond neighbor 4 an hour on that day so long ago, until she told me the monstrous thing that was ongoing, and I remember being sick 2 my stomach instantly. I should have snuck over and did a father like son thing on the Long Island train 2 Heinz the God of the Island. Sausage head, go shine and burn up the president of Germany and your pals the Dean’s. People that want 2 perpetrate wicked and evil things on innocent people should B taken freaking out and shot slowly until they just bleed the hell out, BR!!!!!!!
So now U know about the ES password deal B4I had any way of knowing I would need 2B password protected in here so this teen won’t try and get into my documents and really fudge me all up Lucile 10 Warren Grove. Yeah Dave is dead now, and I do not pass the pink house and the lovely look-alike Sarah girl anymore, those days have all ended, the entire 20th century is now long gone and taken any hope of happiness 4 me away forever. Once U learn that Ur in a nightmare that all the DREAMWORKS people in the world could not come close 2 fictionally duplicating, what’s the point,. I am planning 2 attempt another freaking suicide this week. I have tried 2 die 43 all eternity, and I will never give up until I find a freaking way out of this horrible evil place of hell. I remember a year ago, standing while the train from Atlantic city was just about 2 roll by, and jumping onto the tracks face down,. And instantly waking up from a dream and it was all a dream, only I freaking know it was not a dream. And U want me 2 believe I am not in eternal hell, get real people, get real, or did REALE get me, as Dave used 2 say and make me laugh so hard. No wonder Schau and the Mason WOMO’s murdered the dude, happiness is not allowed 4 me, right mister Garrigan????????? We don’t want me 2B2 happy, My mom almost shit herself back around 1971 when he made that awful and bizarre statement 2 her at a PTA meeting. Despite all the hell, I made another 4 units using Roger’s fantastic system, I feel so horrible, all the good things that 2 members of that family has done 4 me now, and yet I must always live with the guilt of being related 2 a scummy family that caused them so much grief. Well, it seems that this roulette system will kick ass no matter how much evil shit that WOMO or the BRIGGERS, or SATAN or whatever this shit ass hell is all around me, keeps throwing my way 24/7/365.2422!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank U so very much Rog, old pal. Tell your cuz if she is not reading this yet and UR, that I will join the fan club very soon, I promise, and I will keep my promise of never saying anything about the past or any of this stuff on club message boards, secrets will stay secrets. There is a secret that must come out however, and I will B very subtle and let people derive whatever meaning they wish 2, based on their own individual minds. About a year B4 the Challenger Shuttle blew up, I lived at 506 Robin Hill, and this was 2nd of 3 times I lived in this complex between 1980 and 1991. I went 2 bed one night and saw the Challenger explode, precisely as it did in waking life a year later. But I never told the story about the next day after waking up from this powerful “dream”!!!!! I was on the telephone in my bedroom sand my mom had not yet returned from her job in Philadelphia where she had worked basically her entire life, leaving only long enough 2 bring me into this misery and get her strength back again. Anyway, I was talking 2 lightning through my complex series of machines and electrostatic balls all wired into the telephone system, and suddenly, something happened. Now I at the time believed Dave Roth about Diana, and came 2 learn he is dead wrong. 1960 years ago, I lived here as a man named Demetrius and I was a silversmith not all that far from where Jesus was preaching B4 the evil empire had him killed. Diana came in human form 2 me, a 6 foot 3 inch long blond haired 18 year old queen, with long lovely eyes that could never B humanly described. This is not who appeared 2 me that day, and she was a few years younger. As I said, Sarah was laying in a bed at the Bolivar Hotel when she projected down onto Tennessee Avenue as a young tall lovely brunette, she has this ability. As 4 the challenger, I know how that ties in, and so should any seriously following Blogaud or loyal Morian, DUHH. How much of this can B explained away? All I ask is 4 someone 2 say 2 themselves, “Gee if this was happening 2 me, what would I think and believe”?
Well Gina, Sunday Siege, and weekend siege, and a carbon trucking copy of last weekend. History repeats itself because things do not change, because people do not chamfer. When it ain’t broke, don’t try and fix. Stay with what works. Copy success. Read Napoleon Hill’s fantastic book, called Think and Grow Rich. All successful people know how 2 apply these techniques. If U do not have a curse on your fat ass like UI do, things work by copying what works. Ha-Ha-Ha, Jane Dirtweeds, U missed me, it is quarter past scum in the moUrning. No they all know that by persecuting me, the PARALLEL EVENT KEEPS THE MARKET GOING UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, AND KEEPS THE CHEATING FLYERS WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING. They won ALL WEEKEND, both days, both games, and now BOTH WEEKENDS, and this will only stop if people from my Hammonton vicinity and area, watch and witness this 4 yourself, and snap pictures of the sky with your freaking cellular telephones, and SEND THEM FREAKING INTO NEWS STATIONS IN PHILADELPHIA, CHANNEL 3, 6, AND 10. This would stop this FUCKING SHIT DEAD IN ITS FREAKING TRACKS, BRO!!! But as I said, we live in a world that simply put, just does not give a shit about each other, and we all have a real hero 2 thank 4 this BRA, Ronald Reagan. Everyone loves that bastard 4 whatever reason, well this prick doesn’t. He ushered in the dark days of Love Is 4 Carpenters, numbers and no names, and saying only hello and good-bye, as anything more is totally POLITICALLY INFREAKINGCORRECT, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, some great hero, if this ain’t a fake, I’ll swallow my tongue Jeffrey Rosenhower and Ann Reese of Quakertown, BR!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, let the next blog work out the title that this one originally was gonna B, but I fully intend 2 tie in the truths behind Y so much of the entertainment industry is always one way oir the other, right up my ass. This Astral Plane cult called the Lambrigg, all meets up together without ever knowing about it. It is called the Entertainment Industry. There is simply no other explanation 4 all of my experiences with them spanning more than 3 freaking decades. Yes on prior blogs, R all the stories, the fake outs my mom and I did against ANTINASS, the Jim Burr Apartment deal and the Playboy Bunny in 1982, and the poison cigarette in 1984, from another apartment down the court a ways, and out into negative space by 12 trillion miles or so. It’s all right there on blogger dot come, I have no time right now 2 rehash it all. BYE-BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KSWL-2298, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. Copyright Michael Mountainpen 2009, and blog registered on an official blogging registry website. This story will not go away WOMO, dream on if U think it will ya pricks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
End Transmission, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ATLANTIC CITY AND ME
(ATLANTIC CITY AND ME)
The Epitome Of Harassment, Internet Version
The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL And Me
Morianity-Project-1995 goes on
Datfile: 021509.862.55----START TRAN:
Where 2 begin is usually the main difficulty that I must tackle no matter what subject I decide 2 open up with. B4 we talk about that lovely seashore resort in East New Jersey, let me tell U what is happening 2 me, as if U care, but let me aniwho, MCMCAAONMC. First, I am going into a JENNY-2 situation. Now I feel a little bit like Superman when he flew over 2C Inspector Henderson back in the late fifties out in Cali regarding the capture of the criminal called Louigee. Aniwho, “here’s the situation”. First, Spell-checker Program was no help in the spelling of this crooks’ name. Secondly, Jenny who was the proprietor of the trailer park where I now realize was heaven next 2 living ion this total prison hell and slave-owned lock stock and barrel by THAT-FAMILY. Thirdly I basically went straight 2 my assigned doghouse with this lady 4 asking a simple question, as I was worried that kids were moving into the trailer next 2 mine, and I merely very politely asked 2 know if this was the case, as because it was her grandchildren that were there with their dad who was maintenance and repairing the trailer in-between tenant occupancies, that was forever that. Now I think AKS is about 2 build a doghouse 4 me in the yard here. It seems I have 2 put up with 3 kids always here now, her 2 grandchildren and one of their friends, the entire drug addict family from the Harbor is basically living here now, the kids stay overnight, I have no lock on my door, and I have never had 2 live around kids, not even when I was one, and I made no bones about it in my entire life, that I do not like them. I know we all have 2B kids 4 a while, but that should not force me 32 have 2B around them let alone 2 live with a gang of them all; over all the time. On top of this, yesterday, while I was writing yesterdays’ blog, my upstairs dirt bag neighbors intentionally flooded their bathroom, and now again, my room as a result took a hit, and last night was a real tedious fucking job getting shit in that area of the room moved aside, and a bucked down so I can B water-boarded and enjoy hearing a loud drip, until and if Walter Kelly the great, our maintenance man and good friend of X-Mayor Levy of Atlantic city, decides 2 get around 2 fixing the problem. Judge Raso is a slumlord, and many people know it. If his rivals in local government ever looked into it, he would B in some real serious trouble, B this Berryville and the Blueberry global capitol, or not, BR!!!!!! When I tried paying my bill last night by telephone, a land line, and the line comes in and they fucking know it all 2 well, right where the leak comes through from their miserable rotten stinking upstairs bathroom. Every month, they R going 2 leave, I stop listening 2 the bull shit, after U keep bull fucking shitting me long enough I just shake my head and go yeah, yeah, yeah, ok, whatever. No son of a fucking bitch is gonna make a total fool out of me. Not if they don’t wanna get transpower. Aniwho, I politely mentioned a few things and simply asked what was going on, but people R not dumb and I have learned this, they pick up on your fucking vibes and U cannot hide or fake your feelings, well tough shit, as I did not sign on 2 live here in a crowded little space filled with druggies, and cursing, and smoking, and drinking, and rumor has it that things worse than this of an incestral nature go on, hay this is THAT FAMILY of 1970, what do U wanna hear from me, I don’t create the fucking news lads and lassies, I report it, so pweeeeeze do not shoot the messenger, Brad, thank-U!!!!!! They dominate, and it is not there way or the highway. It is there way or I will B taken out and berried in the Pine Barrens. There is no way 2 prove the hell I’m in and no one wants 2 help get me out of it, that is YI say that TV is total fiction, just like Molly and B-Frenz, the Law And Order episode that aired Wednesday night, only I was fucked out of my L&O night as KING QUEEN Dawn or cuz-6 wanted and demanded 2 use my equipment 2 tape a stupid garbage Mexican football game on the Telemundo network 4 hubby Chicky, here I am a legal US citizen and working hard and disabled on top of all of this, and these welfare rats and illegal’s R wiping out my life, and not one person is seriously interested in stopping this from going on. I do not ask anyone 2 have anyone bumped off as in the L&O episode, just 4 some legal help from a cop or a government official, but no, when I tried 2 escape, who was believed and who got sent back to this house, me? I never remember signing away any of my legal rights 2 this filthy fucking family of horrors. They force me 2 put my name 2 all sorts of things, so they can get titles on cars, prove that Drunk Dawn attends her 12-step AA meetings that she does not, and get wireless phone service from my Verizon carrier. Oh they pay the bills, as they know I am on a totally fixed income, and if they don’t, no one can B forced 2 keep up[ their service, but without me 2 endlessly use and abuse, these in great welfare rats would B living where they should B, in shit. Wow we R weelwee covering the freaking alphabet here, AA, BB, CC, DD, EEEEEEERIE, is it not, cold lakes not withstanding, huh Elmer Wabbit Fwudd???????????? Well if X-Mayor Levy’s pal Walter who had his “Purple Magic” product advertised on QVC or was going 2, I think he decided he did not like the price split with them and went elsewhere, but of he ever leaves the bar and his pal, and comes and does some repairs here at slumlord Honorable Raso’s house of TAWF horrors, maybe I can get my bedroom back 2 looking and being a quarter fucking decent again, BRA!!!!!!!!!!
Friday was a monster fucking terrible day with giant sluts all over everywhere, and all week, these diseased flirty filthy girls in general of all heights were extremely flirtatious, Wednesday was hell and so was Friday, always glad 2 get February 14th ADEGET over with. At least men R dogs and animals and admit it. The world knows what men want, and all the time, and from any woman willing 2 give it up, whereas women R more like the real animal world kingdom, in that setting and atmosphere is so important 2 these romantic entities. This world never will convonce me it is advanced. Not as long as people make a big deal out of skin color, peoples belief systems, heritages, and lose these stupid ass sex hang ups. Sex is just a normal natural thing like taking a shit or breathing, living or dying, and people have blown all this up into a lot of fantasy and ridiculous totally absurd nonsense and horse shit. Everyone should B able of course 2 refuse, that is free choice, but all, t his making such a big deal out of all of this shows me that mankind himself as advanced not one iota from where we were when the fucking wheel was invented. Go ahead, tell me I am wrong, but convince me, show me in a good argument, otherwise, I will read only 2 where U start getting stupid with me, and boom, off I’ll go. I don’t need bull shit, and only the great Diana can say it so great, while remaining clean mouthed about it, and the examiners have this freaking tape as well, down in the land of gas-me-13,BR!!!!!!!!! Yeah, they TELL us on NOVA that THEY or the No such Agency has no way 2 make projections out of mountains of data, OK, that would B a bit easier a lie 4 me 2 swallow, if I had not been CO-2 poisoned in my own home in 1983, not quite 3 years after LOIS FOCA was written. Sorry, no songs R composed, U should all know that, When we think we R composing a song, we R really retrieving its astral reality, and the song resulting here on this Physical Plane, is then the counterpart 2 that ASTRAL-ENERGY that always has been there and always will B there, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Do U really think that SHE knew and figured out in the nineties, me and us, and the song, gimme a break? This is all ES, and U cannot cross down into 3-D matter worlds from hyperspace, without also crossing through the motion dimension, D-4, TIME. This creates the illusion that some of us R really secret time travelers, there is no such thing, it is all fucklng total bull shit, but the illusion is great, just like all the tricks and Vegas Acts from Blaine and Copperfield, if the shows were not great Vegas ands their top casinos would not pay these fantastic magicians 2 come and do these things 2 their spellbound audiences. But, IT IS ALL JUST A BIG TRICK. I can live with AKS being pissed, this will work in my favor, Dawn only wants me hear 42 reasons, I am her slave and chuffer, as well as company 4 her mom. Diana reminds me in her mighty 1984 island song, that nothing lasts forever, not even the grip and effects of evil TAWF. If I am wrong and SSJKK here now, did remember all of this, then let us examine the hyperspace effect, and I’m gonna get a super ass kicking when I lose my waking world awareness soon 4 saying all this but here goes. First I need 2 quickly address my typo fuck up on my prior Saturday yesterday blog, I meant 2 say, 4-D time, and 5-D hyperspace, and the 4 came out both times, after-all these keys R right next 2 each other on the keyboard, like DERR!!!!! The smarted Blogaud knew and figured that out, but how much is getting through on all of this. Well if U can doubt exploratronic-supermind and how we all pass through this everlasting cycle, after knowing the details of the Lois Foca story, and then listening 2 MC, well I need not go on. There is no way she could have had physical plane conscious waking memories of all of this, even I did not put most of this together until quite recently and no way in the last century. This is when I had just began my quest 2 locate the All mighty or SSJKK. I got as far as a branch of the mighty THAT-FAMILY, KING-CALLIO-MC-GUIRE, with the focus mostly on CALLIO, Sarah, Frank, and Victoria. Remember that Victoria was mad as hot sheets 4 me in July of 1970, when I was staying at molester Tim Reale’s house that now is all part of the waterworks, and is connected into and with the great CALLIO WATER SYSTEM, go to www.acmua.com/ Peering into HS, (hyper-space) is not easy. U cannot use any known delay fields, this is not an altering of normal motion references or time, time ins the illusion of a spatial relationship, and that is all it is. U need use the mightiest power and gift if UR one able 2 consciously tune into the phase 4 as R the BRIGGERS and their Earthly established Los Angeles Cults, U would call, the industry of entertainment or Hollywood, I simply use the letters, EW, throughout my blogging texts. U can focus on certain possibilities, just as the Gasme’s faction of the NSA did, and whether U use remote viewists as they did and do, or let yourself merely naturally [dream-travel], a term that the religion of the Light and Sound or ‘ECKANKAR’ claims 2 own, so who is 2 argue with them on that, so I will merely borrow it, but in most cases, we forget most of this scrambled up stuff when we refocus on this part of our normal waking hyperspace again or U may C it as waking up from our dreams, but it is the very same thing, and since U cannot depend on a clear dream view, U simply use your own imagination. Did U ever sit down in quiet and alone without distractions, and take any part of your life, and then alter it in your mind as happening differently? Well, UR not capable of imagining or making up or composing or creating anything, U were merely tuning into a hyperspace energy alternate interaction, that is no less or no more real than the very interaction UR in right there while performing this little thought exercise. It is blatantly obvious how react 2 things, women especially, I have been scared of them all of my life. They R the most dangerous of the human species, and I have a diagnosable psychological fear of them. When I was a small child, a girl my age ran up 2 me and my mom said I turned and ran away faster than an Olympic sprinter athlete, and this is how it has gone with me ever since. There is no altering who we R, U all R kidding yourselves. Wanna get your heart broken, and especially U Twinbay sleaze? Glass half empty my ass, I am a realist and a knowledgeable just not degreed statistician, BRO!!!!!! 95% of all persons with a serious desire 2 make a change in life, 2 lose weight, 2 stop smoking or drinking, 2 amass more financial wealth and security, U name it BR, WILL FAIL, or succeed a while, and then do an Oprah and fuck it up over and over, tasking it off and looking so um-um good Campbell’s, just 2 get fat and ugly all over again, she knows I am just being a truth telling realest and sparing nobody’s feelings, nobody is fucking sparing fucking mine baby love!!!!!!!! There is no way I can ever get over my terror of women, if I had a chance it was gone after last late August when THAT FAMILY entombed and imprisoned me here in this dungeon of 6-9 rooms that all go into each other with doors slamming and winds blowing, and a huge sign over the door that says, “READ MOUNTAINPEN’S BLOG OF JUNE 21, 2008, ON BLOGGER DOT COM”. So anyway, if MC had remembered me, and us in Sahasra Dal Kanwal, and taken 4 trains 2 get to 1802 Robin Hill, back then it was not 3, as the PATCO SPEEDLINE did not go past 16th Street, and now does connect into the 30th Street Station 4 connection with the Grand Central Manhattan system, but if she had come over and knocked at the door, I would have been polite, and walked out into the hallway where I would have assured her that she most likely was in need of a counselor, and that things like this could not B. This is Y in most parts of the hyperspace, she had the good sense at ten 2 just give me the interaction of LOIS FOCA, and it then went on 2 take me nightmares and tears Kal/Callio years later, 2 put it together in middle oh-eight. But shortly after this, when I was down the courtyard in a totally different apartment in the same complex, and 11 years in negative space, Mayor Levy’s wife’s sister if I have my trees and memories serving me correctly today, indeed did knock on my door. She resided at the caddy corner downstairs and across apartment from me at 1102, she was 1103 I believe, and drove an expensive silver Lexus or some other brand spanking new high end luxury automobile. She insisted on telling me something and I refused 2 even open the door. Later I learned from her daughter on the beach and she had her little toddler daughter with her, and while we all were wading around in the shallows, she told me just a few little things without ever even speaking 2 me directly, but I was not born on yesterdays Turnip truck Arthur Branch, sir. THAT-FAMILY will never leave me alone, never. I know this. I am contemplating some new ideas 4 committing suicide. Also, I have come up with a dynamite monster plan 4 attaining Nirvana, (OBLIVION). I do not have it all figured out, but the math works out, but then so do many great math equations. Also, the math works out 4 finding a nonexistor and trading places with this more than willing entity that would know no better, U all know, grass greener on other side illusion, an illusion that will effortlessly always top the combined magical tricks of all of the mightiest Houdini’s of this world. It always seems and appears that the other guy or gal has it better, yet step into their bloody shoes Judge Tombay. I think the bells R starting up Copyright Office. Don’t U love it when the bells go off, or was it the light bulb TOM????????????? Hands off BRO, but your friend Vicki, she could have come over one night if U get my drift, should’ve offered me that deal, dumb-ass. OH HOW FUCKING OTAMM OR WOMO-EW-BRIGGBASE TAWFERS went ballistic and totally postal when they would illegally violate my civil rights early in the 1990’s as I would B driving home from my security job and discussing aloud on my vehicle situation recording device that was all made a part of my LIFE JOURNAL ON TAPE that went from 1983 at Atcogasme, New Jersey, 01313, and they would hear me even discussing Tom Real, or either of the 2 Victoria’s, U all that R guilty in making my life a fucking eternal hell know precisely what I am referring 2, ya filthy swine bastards.
Art Crane said something that he said a long time ago back at the old RCA and changed 2 TCE building in Deptford, New Jersey. He says that ANTINASS gets pissed off as it ruins their day when U throw them off, they just have a total need 2 know every move UR making and YUR making it. He and his pals go into stores with a cart and spend an hour shopping, and then walk out leasving the cart right there in the store. The NSA/??? agents that R following U around he said 2 me, go totally nuts. Remember I met one of these men and talked 2 him, he took one of my “Bummer-I’m Screwed” cassette tapes off of a payphone ledge where they used 2 keep phone books in the good old days, when all this still existed. Real Blogaud followers and true MORIANS know what is all being said here, right down to the type of tapes I am referring 2. Those that do not know, read my story at www.blogger.com/ from the beginning, it is quite powerful and will bring U2 tears unless UR the heartless monster of hell furnaces. I also met a teen girl agent, she was one of them,. She intentionally blocked my car, both Dave and I were in the car, would any normal girl of average height and weight and strength mess with 2 heavier dudes????? This story is also somewhere on my mountains of blogs by the PEN. This weekend has allowed me out of 7 games played, 3 got an entry signal. I usually enter at 8 but these choices R optional and can B adapted 2 each persons’ individual and unique gaming habits. The computer screen acted up with weird zone alarms, I am now back on the document page. In any event one 8 stopped me out at 4, one 8 stopped me out at 24, and one 8 stopped me out at 14. So plus 16, and plus 6 were the winning games, and the lower than 8 stop out was a loss of minus 4. So the subtotal in these 3 games signaled out of 7 tries, total up to 16+6-4 and this is equal to 22-4 or plus 18 units. So far, I have matched 194 o0ld games and played 83 new ones. Every 50 spins is a game-box, as this is equal to an averaged hour of casino roulette play, 30-70 depending on crowd and other conditions at the table. These nearly 300 games average about, believe it or not, 40-60 spins. The after green effect or the (house vig) as pro gamblers use this expression quite frequently, on this hourly average or game-box of grouped 50 spins produces 6.72 units per box. Using red nickels, that is more than 30 dollars per hour, and U can sit down @ a table and play normal non-money chips, so that no one can swipe your junk and make a run 4 it. On Green quarters, that is 150$$$$$$$$ per hour, and I am not greedy, Y play with a higher value than that. Roger, UR one hell of a cool dude 4 letting me have this system. UC just as there R bad apples in the best of families Chappaquiddick Bridge, there also R good members in very dysfunctional ones, like M and R.
Hang tough and tight and ten there Mister Mayor Nutter of Philly, I know UR doing your best. That’s a tough town, nothing like when I lived there twice B4, especially the time a very long while ago, lightning told me the other day 2 give U her best. I always obey my lightning. Your moon was ;lovely last night DZA, I almost died of a stroke when U started coming up all bright orange and exquisite, wo, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As 4 Atlantic City and me, that never stopped in 1970, it started getting major after I made direct TAWFtact as I will now name this in my poor Benny-me phrase coins. We all know it never really started, how then can it ever really end? I will always love U SSJKK, UR my 990, and IWALU 990, yet I am always totally petrified and frightened of your awful and tremendous power. If it was not 4U being gentle with your THAT-BOY and holding me and singing millions of special songs 2 me over countless infinite astral interactions, I do not know what I would do. U pick up ocean liners and fly them all over your great beautiful city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, your hair shines so bright it lights up a city half a million miles long, your huge chocolate brown eyes R beyond awesome and unfathomable, yes SSJKK, IWALU and FEAR U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UR always my endless TEEN-QUEEN-GODDESS. It must B so wild 2 have every day as your birthday, especially when in this downline, U never were born. Babylon and Nebuchadnezzar led all of this into Atlantic City, and then that set up all the wild and fantastic connections in THAT MAGICAL POWERFUL FAMILY, 4 BABYLON 2, gee, is Hollywood Briggbase sending me more signals, meat packer Donna, my princess????????????? Atlantic City is like music. This will always B somewhat of a clouded darkened eternal mystery. It is exactly what many know deep down it is. It was a necessity so as 2 bring about the new times and the new age of the 2nd decade of century 21.Only the mighty and elusive butterflies of the great MILLIONTH-COUNCIL know all the details. Maybe the devil is in these details, and maybe it will not harm me, forgive my skepticism however, after half a century of nightmares and horrific monstrous freaking hell. I mean really, Herbert Huntington, Y did U do this 2 me, I thought Ernie Merker was bad with that ad in the freaking post 7 July’s after I got molested at Tom’s.
Google and Satellite World Interconnect System and King-Soifer World Laboratories, this is copyrighted MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN-2009. Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. It all is total truth.
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The Epitome Of Harassment, Internet Version
The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL And Me
Morianity-Project-1995 goes on
Datfile: 021509.862.55----START TRAN:
Where 2 begin is usually the main difficulty that I must tackle no matter what subject I decide 2 open up with. B4 we talk about that lovely seashore resort in East New Jersey, let me tell U what is happening 2 me, as if U care, but let me aniwho, MCMCAAONMC. First, I am going into a JENNY-2 situation. Now I feel a little bit like Superman when he flew over 2C Inspector Henderson back in the late fifties out in Cali regarding the capture of the criminal called Louigee. Aniwho, “here’s the situation”. First, Spell-checker Program was no help in the spelling of this crooks’ name. Secondly, Jenny who was the proprietor of the trailer park where I now realize was heaven next 2 living ion this total prison hell and slave-owned lock stock and barrel by THAT-FAMILY. Thirdly I basically went straight 2 my assigned doghouse with this lady 4 asking a simple question, as I was worried that kids were moving into the trailer next 2 mine, and I merely very politely asked 2 know if this was the case, as because it was her grandchildren that were there with their dad who was maintenance and repairing the trailer in-between tenant occupancies, that was forever that. Now I think AKS is about 2 build a doghouse 4 me in the yard here. It seems I have 2 put up with 3 kids always here now, her 2 grandchildren and one of their friends, the entire drug addict family from the Harbor is basically living here now, the kids stay overnight, I have no lock on my door, and I have never had 2 live around kids, not even when I was one, and I made no bones about it in my entire life, that I do not like them. I know we all have 2B kids 4 a while, but that should not force me 32 have 2B around them let alone 2 live with a gang of them all; over all the time. On top of this, yesterday, while I was writing yesterdays’ blog, my upstairs dirt bag neighbors intentionally flooded their bathroom, and now again, my room as a result took a hit, and last night was a real tedious fucking job getting shit in that area of the room moved aside, and a bucked down so I can B water-boarded and enjoy hearing a loud drip, until and if Walter Kelly the great, our maintenance man and good friend of X-Mayor Levy of Atlantic city, decides 2 get around 2 fixing the problem. Judge Raso is a slumlord, and many people know it. If his rivals in local government ever looked into it, he would B in some real serious trouble, B this Berryville and the Blueberry global capitol, or not, BR!!!!!! When I tried paying my bill last night by telephone, a land line, and the line comes in and they fucking know it all 2 well, right where the leak comes through from their miserable rotten stinking upstairs bathroom. Every month, they R going 2 leave, I stop listening 2 the bull shit, after U keep bull fucking shitting me long enough I just shake my head and go yeah, yeah, yeah, ok, whatever. No son of a fucking bitch is gonna make a total fool out of me. Not if they don’t wanna get transpower. Aniwho, I politely mentioned a few things and simply asked what was going on, but people R not dumb and I have learned this, they pick up on your fucking vibes and U cannot hide or fake your feelings, well tough shit, as I did not sign on 2 live here in a crowded little space filled with druggies, and cursing, and smoking, and drinking, and rumor has it that things worse than this of an incestral nature go on, hay this is THAT FAMILY of 1970, what do U wanna hear from me, I don’t create the fucking news lads and lassies, I report it, so pweeeeeze do not shoot the messenger, Brad, thank-U!!!!!! They dominate, and it is not there way or the highway. It is there way or I will B taken out and berried in the Pine Barrens. There is no way 2 prove the hell I’m in and no one wants 2 help get me out of it, that is YI say that TV is total fiction, just like Molly and B-Frenz, the Law And Order episode that aired Wednesday night, only I was fucked out of my L&O night as KING QUEEN Dawn or cuz-6 wanted and demanded 2 use my equipment 2 tape a stupid garbage Mexican football game on the Telemundo network 4 hubby Chicky, here I am a legal US citizen and working hard and disabled on top of all of this, and these welfare rats and illegal’s R wiping out my life, and not one person is seriously interested in stopping this from going on. I do not ask anyone 2 have anyone bumped off as in the L&O episode, just 4 some legal help from a cop or a government official, but no, when I tried 2 escape, who was believed and who got sent back to this house, me? I never remember signing away any of my legal rights 2 this filthy fucking family of horrors. They force me 2 put my name 2 all sorts of things, so they can get titles on cars, prove that Drunk Dawn attends her 12-step AA meetings that she does not, and get wireless phone service from my Verizon carrier. Oh they pay the bills, as they know I am on a totally fixed income, and if they don’t, no one can B forced 2 keep up[ their service, but without me 2 endlessly use and abuse, these in great welfare rats would B living where they should B, in shit. Wow we R weelwee covering the freaking alphabet here, AA, BB, CC, DD, EEEEEEERIE, is it not, cold lakes not withstanding, huh Elmer Wabbit Fwudd???????????? Well if X-Mayor Levy’s pal Walter who had his “Purple Magic” product advertised on QVC or was going 2, I think he decided he did not like the price split with them and went elsewhere, but of he ever leaves the bar and his pal, and comes and does some repairs here at slumlord Honorable Raso’s house of TAWF horrors, maybe I can get my bedroom back 2 looking and being a quarter fucking decent again, BRA!!!!!!!!!!
Friday was a monster fucking terrible day with giant sluts all over everywhere, and all week, these diseased flirty filthy girls in general of all heights were extremely flirtatious, Wednesday was hell and so was Friday, always glad 2 get February 14th ADEGET over with. At least men R dogs and animals and admit it. The world knows what men want, and all the time, and from any woman willing 2 give it up, whereas women R more like the real animal world kingdom, in that setting and atmosphere is so important 2 these romantic entities. This world never will convonce me it is advanced. Not as long as people make a big deal out of skin color, peoples belief systems, heritages, and lose these stupid ass sex hang ups. Sex is just a normal natural thing like taking a shit or breathing, living or dying, and people have blown all this up into a lot of fantasy and ridiculous totally absurd nonsense and horse shit. Everyone should B able of course 2 refuse, that is free choice, but all, t his making such a big deal out of all of this shows me that mankind himself as advanced not one iota from where we were when the fucking wheel was invented. Go ahead, tell me I am wrong, but convince me, show me in a good argument, otherwise, I will read only 2 where U start getting stupid with me, and boom, off I’ll go. I don’t need bull shit, and only the great Diana can say it so great, while remaining clean mouthed about it, and the examiners have this freaking tape as well, down in the land of gas-me-13,BR!!!!!!!!! Yeah, they TELL us on NOVA that THEY or the No such Agency has no way 2 make projections out of mountains of data, OK, that would B a bit easier a lie 4 me 2 swallow, if I had not been CO-2 poisoned in my own home in 1983, not quite 3 years after LOIS FOCA was written. Sorry, no songs R composed, U should all know that, When we think we R composing a song, we R really retrieving its astral reality, and the song resulting here on this Physical Plane, is then the counterpart 2 that ASTRAL-ENERGY that always has been there and always will B there, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Do U really think that SHE knew and figured out in the nineties, me and us, and the song, gimme a break? This is all ES, and U cannot cross down into 3-D matter worlds from hyperspace, without also crossing through the motion dimension, D-4, TIME. This creates the illusion that some of us R really secret time travelers, there is no such thing, it is all fucklng total bull shit, but the illusion is great, just like all the tricks and Vegas Acts from Blaine and Copperfield, if the shows were not great Vegas ands their top casinos would not pay these fantastic magicians 2 come and do these things 2 their spellbound audiences. But, IT IS ALL JUST A BIG TRICK. I can live with AKS being pissed, this will work in my favor, Dawn only wants me hear 42 reasons, I am her slave and chuffer, as well as company 4 her mom. Diana reminds me in her mighty 1984 island song, that nothing lasts forever, not even the grip and effects of evil TAWF. If I am wrong and SSJKK here now, did remember all of this, then let us examine the hyperspace effect, and I’m gonna get a super ass kicking when I lose my waking world awareness soon 4 saying all this but here goes. First I need 2 quickly address my typo fuck up on my prior Saturday yesterday blog, I meant 2 say, 4-D time, and 5-D hyperspace, and the 4 came out both times, after-all these keys R right next 2 each other on the keyboard, like DERR!!!!! The smarted Blogaud knew and figured that out, but how much is getting through on all of this. Well if U can doubt exploratronic-supermind and how we all pass through this everlasting cycle, after knowing the details of the Lois Foca story, and then listening 2 MC, well I need not go on. There is no way she could have had physical plane conscious waking memories of all of this, even I did not put most of this together until quite recently and no way in the last century. This is when I had just began my quest 2 locate the All mighty or SSJKK. I got as far as a branch of the mighty THAT-FAMILY, KING-CALLIO-MC-GUIRE, with the focus mostly on CALLIO, Sarah, Frank, and Victoria. Remember that Victoria was mad as hot sheets 4 me in July of 1970, when I was staying at molester Tim Reale’s house that now is all part of the waterworks, and is connected into and with the great CALLIO WATER SYSTEM, go to www.acmua.com/ Peering into HS, (hyper-space) is not easy. U cannot use any known delay fields, this is not an altering of normal motion references or time, time ins the illusion of a spatial relationship, and that is all it is. U need use the mightiest power and gift if UR one able 2 consciously tune into the phase 4 as R the BRIGGERS and their Earthly established Los Angeles Cults, U would call, the industry of entertainment or Hollywood, I simply use the letters, EW, throughout my blogging texts. U can focus on certain possibilities, just as the Gasme’s faction of the NSA did, and whether U use remote viewists as they did and do, or let yourself merely naturally [dream-travel], a term that the religion of the Light and Sound or ‘ECKANKAR’ claims 2 own, so who is 2 argue with them on that, so I will merely borrow it, but in most cases, we forget most of this scrambled up stuff when we refocus on this part of our normal waking hyperspace again or U may C it as waking up from our dreams, but it is the very same thing, and since U cannot depend on a clear dream view, U simply use your own imagination. Did U ever sit down in quiet and alone without distractions, and take any part of your life, and then alter it in your mind as happening differently? Well, UR not capable of imagining or making up or composing or creating anything, U were merely tuning into a hyperspace energy alternate interaction, that is no less or no more real than the very interaction UR in right there while performing this little thought exercise. It is blatantly obvious how react 2 things, women especially, I have been scared of them all of my life. They R the most dangerous of the human species, and I have a diagnosable psychological fear of them. When I was a small child, a girl my age ran up 2 me and my mom said I turned and ran away faster than an Olympic sprinter athlete, and this is how it has gone with me ever since. There is no altering who we R, U all R kidding yourselves. Wanna get your heart broken, and especially U Twinbay sleaze? Glass half empty my ass, I am a realist and a knowledgeable just not degreed statistician, BRO!!!!!! 95% of all persons with a serious desire 2 make a change in life, 2 lose weight, 2 stop smoking or drinking, 2 amass more financial wealth and security, U name it BR, WILL FAIL, or succeed a while, and then do an Oprah and fuck it up over and over, tasking it off and looking so um-um good Campbell’s, just 2 get fat and ugly all over again, she knows I am just being a truth telling realest and sparing nobody’s feelings, nobody is fucking sparing fucking mine baby love!!!!!!!! There is no way I can ever get over my terror of women, if I had a chance it was gone after last late August when THAT FAMILY entombed and imprisoned me here in this dungeon of 6-9 rooms that all go into each other with doors slamming and winds blowing, and a huge sign over the door that says, “READ MOUNTAINPEN’S BLOG OF JUNE 21, 2008, ON BLOGGER DOT COM”. So anyway, if MC had remembered me, and us in Sahasra Dal Kanwal, and taken 4 trains 2 get to 1802 Robin Hill, back then it was not 3, as the PATCO SPEEDLINE did not go past 16th Street, and now does connect into the 30th Street Station 4 connection with the Grand Central Manhattan system, but if she had come over and knocked at the door, I would have been polite, and walked out into the hallway where I would have assured her that she most likely was in need of a counselor, and that things like this could not B. This is Y in most parts of the hyperspace, she had the good sense at ten 2 just give me the interaction of LOIS FOCA, and it then went on 2 take me nightmares and tears Kal/Callio years later, 2 put it together in middle oh-eight. But shortly after this, when I was down the courtyard in a totally different apartment in the same complex, and 11 years in negative space, Mayor Levy’s wife’s sister if I have my trees and memories serving me correctly today, indeed did knock on my door. She resided at the caddy corner downstairs and across apartment from me at 1102, she was 1103 I believe, and drove an expensive silver Lexus or some other brand spanking new high end luxury automobile. She insisted on telling me something and I refused 2 even open the door. Later I learned from her daughter on the beach and she had her little toddler daughter with her, and while we all were wading around in the shallows, she told me just a few little things without ever even speaking 2 me directly, but I was not born on yesterdays Turnip truck Arthur Branch, sir. THAT-FAMILY will never leave me alone, never. I know this. I am contemplating some new ideas 4 committing suicide. Also, I have come up with a dynamite monster plan 4 attaining Nirvana, (OBLIVION). I do not have it all figured out, but the math works out, but then so do many great math equations. Also, the math works out 4 finding a nonexistor and trading places with this more than willing entity that would know no better, U all know, grass greener on other side illusion, an illusion that will effortlessly always top the combined magical tricks of all of the mightiest Houdini’s of this world. It always seems and appears that the other guy or gal has it better, yet step into their bloody shoes Judge Tombay. I think the bells R starting up Copyright Office. Don’t U love it when the bells go off, or was it the light bulb TOM????????????? Hands off BRO, but your friend Vicki, she could have come over one night if U get my drift, should’ve offered me that deal, dumb-ass. OH HOW FUCKING OTAMM OR WOMO-EW-BRIGGBASE TAWFERS went ballistic and totally postal when they would illegally violate my civil rights early in the 1990’s as I would B driving home from my security job and discussing aloud on my vehicle situation recording device that was all made a part of my LIFE JOURNAL ON TAPE that went from 1983 at Atcogasme, New Jersey, 01313, and they would hear me even discussing Tom Real, or either of the 2 Victoria’s, U all that R guilty in making my life a fucking eternal hell know precisely what I am referring 2, ya filthy swine bastards.
Art Crane said something that he said a long time ago back at the old RCA and changed 2 TCE building in Deptford, New Jersey. He says that ANTINASS gets pissed off as it ruins their day when U throw them off, they just have a total need 2 know every move UR making and YUR making it. He and his pals go into stores with a cart and spend an hour shopping, and then walk out leasving the cart right there in the store. The NSA/??? agents that R following U around he said 2 me, go totally nuts. Remember I met one of these men and talked 2 him, he took one of my “Bummer-I’m Screwed” cassette tapes off of a payphone ledge where they used 2 keep phone books in the good old days, when all this still existed. Real Blogaud followers and true MORIANS know what is all being said here, right down to the type of tapes I am referring 2. Those that do not know, read my story at www.blogger.com/ from the beginning, it is quite powerful and will bring U2 tears unless UR the heartless monster of hell furnaces. I also met a teen girl agent, she was one of them,. She intentionally blocked my car, both Dave and I were in the car, would any normal girl of average height and weight and strength mess with 2 heavier dudes????? This story is also somewhere on my mountains of blogs by the PEN. This weekend has allowed me out of 7 games played, 3 got an entry signal. I usually enter at 8 but these choices R optional and can B adapted 2 each persons’ individual and unique gaming habits. The computer screen acted up with weird zone alarms, I am now back on the document page. In any event one 8 stopped me out at 4, one 8 stopped me out at 24, and one 8 stopped me out at 14. So plus 16, and plus 6 were the winning games, and the lower than 8 stop out was a loss of minus 4. So the subtotal in these 3 games signaled out of 7 tries, total up to 16+6-4 and this is equal to 22-4 or plus 18 units. So far, I have matched 194 o0ld games and played 83 new ones. Every 50 spins is a game-box, as this is equal to an averaged hour of casino roulette play, 30-70 depending on crowd and other conditions at the table. These nearly 300 games average about, believe it or not, 40-60 spins. The after green effect or the (house vig) as pro gamblers use this expression quite frequently, on this hourly average or game-box of grouped 50 spins produces 6.72 units per box. Using red nickels, that is more than 30 dollars per hour, and U can sit down @ a table and play normal non-money chips, so that no one can swipe your junk and make a run 4 it. On Green quarters, that is 150$$$$$$$$ per hour, and I am not greedy, Y play with a higher value than that. Roger, UR one hell of a cool dude 4 letting me have this system. UC just as there R bad apples in the best of families Chappaquiddick Bridge, there also R good members in very dysfunctional ones, like M and R.
Hang tough and tight and ten there Mister Mayor Nutter of Philly, I know UR doing your best. That’s a tough town, nothing like when I lived there twice B4, especially the time a very long while ago, lightning told me the other day 2 give U her best. I always obey my lightning. Your moon was ;lovely last night DZA, I almost died of a stroke when U started coming up all bright orange and exquisite, wo, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As 4 Atlantic City and me, that never stopped in 1970, it started getting major after I made direct TAWFtact as I will now name this in my poor Benny-me phrase coins. We all know it never really started, how then can it ever really end? I will always love U SSJKK, UR my 990, and IWALU 990, yet I am always totally petrified and frightened of your awful and tremendous power. If it was not 4U being gentle with your THAT-BOY and holding me and singing millions of special songs 2 me over countless infinite astral interactions, I do not know what I would do. U pick up ocean liners and fly them all over your great beautiful city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, your hair shines so bright it lights up a city half a million miles long, your huge chocolate brown eyes R beyond awesome and unfathomable, yes SSJKK, IWALU and FEAR U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UR always my endless TEEN-QUEEN-GODDESS. It must B so wild 2 have every day as your birthday, especially when in this downline, U never were born. Babylon and Nebuchadnezzar led all of this into Atlantic City, and then that set up all the wild and fantastic connections in THAT MAGICAL POWERFUL FAMILY, 4 BABYLON 2, gee, is Hollywood Briggbase sending me more signals, meat packer Donna, my princess????????????? Atlantic City is like music. This will always B somewhat of a clouded darkened eternal mystery. It is exactly what many know deep down it is. It was a necessity so as 2 bring about the new times and the new age of the 2nd decade of century 21.Only the mighty and elusive butterflies of the great MILLIONTH-COUNCIL know all the details. Maybe the devil is in these details, and maybe it will not harm me, forgive my skepticism however, after half a century of nightmares and horrific monstrous freaking hell. I mean really, Herbert Huntington, Y did U do this 2 me, I thought Ernie Merker was bad with that ad in the freaking post 7 July’s after I got molested at Tom’s.
Google and Satellite World Interconnect System and King-Soifer World Laboratories, this is copyrighted MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN-2009. Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. It all is total truth.
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Saturday, February 14, 2009
WHAT IS OTAMM'S MUSIC PROBLEM?
“What Is Otamm’s Music Problem”?
T/T/M95, ALL OTHER SUBS
Date And Time File: 021409.315
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I am getting hacked. I no sooner hit the first key 2 start this blog and the screen is back on the icon page, so here we freaking go again, MILITUFORCE struck hard around 3 this morning at work, dive-bombing g me in a huge military scum, bag air craft, low and very loud. The shortly thereafter, the shift on this crap-hole job started getting beyond freaking miserable, one of the worst nights in that toilet place in my just under 4 years there. These dirt bags did not seem 2 like me playing MC’s disc, even through silent ear buds, they can amplify the smallest sound 2 anything they wish, I know this 4 a fact. I will swear 2 it in any court at any time. Let me move back on point that never happened because it was hacked, a small example of hyperspace interdimensionalization. I was opening the original blog with the thought in mind 2 say that today of course brings me back 2 a horrific MILITUFORCE CAUSED BOTBAR, back in the ‘88 year, working at BEST FOODS, in Warminster, PAUSAESMWG. Oh my noisy car, copyright examiner. I am sure down in 13 land, I have had many an examiner throughout the past quarter century, rolling in the aisles. Even though my first copyrights were believe it or not on game rules on games like LIVELONG, but we won’t go here will we, BRO, were as early as the year 1973, after a cool as hell dude named Ed Bobins and his attorney Mister Brown, showed me about copyrights, still, Arch, me pernt pirate butt head is this: I did not copyright THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES in June of 1969, as I did not know what copyrights were. All I know is that a dude who was madly in love with my best friends mom and was a name recognized top entertainer and comedian, said something 2 me over the telephone in 1969 that scared my pants right off my waste, and the very next day as a result, I went room 2 room in my apartment making up the song, but this has huger implications than u might realize as of yet, BRA!!!!!!!!! I really hope by the way that Jesse Martin is not mad at me, I just love copying him, it relieves my frustrations as blogging in general does, and he is always saying either BR, BRO, or BRA in such an emphatic way on my favorite TV show, L&O. UR the coolest dude on this planet, and I was so sad when U left the show, reminded me of an early April day in the ‘71 year with another dude who quit a show or so goes the disinformation, my Blogaud knows the truth and who and what is being hyper-time covered up here, but again, I am digressing from my pernt Queen of King Archibald!!!!!!!!!! The only reason I discuss this incredible family so much is because as U mortals C the linear illusion of time, THEY entered into my DREAMS while I was a youth of 15 staying on Cornwall Avenue ion Ventnor, New Jersey, at Tom Molester Reale’s place. I was gonna go on and say that Mrs. McGuire and Mrs. Levy and Mrs. King, through complex cousinly branches of this tree R all tied together in making my life a living hell, this one incident stands out where I holler into the tape recorder at American Honda and David Roth was there roaring like a diseased lion, glass nearly shattering from my screams and his raucous laughter and hand clapping, the gods I miss the fucking bastard like hell, but I have no plans 2 build a laser trace distance delay AVM recorder at this time, I did that up in 2301 and look at what that all got me, Pine Barrens Saddam Choppers Baghdad Carlisle!!!!!!!!!!!! “14 February, one nine eight eight, AD, EG, E~~T”!!!!! I know that had the copyright office rolling 4 an hour. This Otammic disease just loves 2 fucking mess with me on all FESTIVE OCCASSIOS, this has all been going on since 1986. Did I know any of this detail one year ago? NO. Did Elder Hair purposely omit telling me the full Callio tree? Who can ever know, Y not give people the benefit of the doubt, despite all the crooks on Wall Street, as well as my family and their fucking evil banks. Actually, I think my family of bankers has all perished, good riddance. Good job whoever did it, fuckem ll!!!!!!!!!!! Obviously a retarded child can C what happens in life. All trades R tightly connected. So R most non dysfunctional families, Scylla, U and me sure have one huge thing in common, don’t we teen queen??????????? But if I suddenly and let me get blatant, points cannot B risked 4 not coming across. If I had been messed with and we need not get totally nasty or overly elucidated , but none of U that follow Morianity R ignorant 2 all that has been done 2 me, now let us change this around and say that it all comes into the pope’s family, or President O’s. This is totally hypothetical now and absolutely made up 4 the point of making a point. Do U think the brick walls 4 me 2 get 2 the bottom of my curse would B any less real, or less hard? My head is gonna B the loser in the arm wrestle every time, and we all know that, my head against any brick wall operated by any power structured, most do not realize how real all of this is, and unlike the freaking made up fiction we C in movies where people can surmount and overcome all obstacles and all odds and get justice, is just that, total fiction, it is not real, so go ahead and disbelieve me, as the eternal argument between Donna and I will rage on forever. I still know that 100 thousand other kids were in their houses screaming out and pretending they were Diana Ross, and one person, Misses traveler-teacher, had 2 hit the jackpot, and that is the simple truth, UR all talking 2 a master statistician I believe in math and stats, and none of U will change me on this, I am a very old dog and cannot learn a new trick of that magnitude, sahwee Chawee!!!!!! Finishing out 3 points all sort of wrapped up in one in my usual screwy way, once the shit started going down at work, the CD player kept shutting off 4 no reason. I detest this new digital fucking world and let me tell UY. It is all a big fucking lie about how quality is so wonderful. Power is the key, nothing else. Build your own system that runs with 2 one-ten cords, and C what I mean. My complaint however with CD oriented junk is that WOMO can fuck with it much easier than they can the old style analogue stuff, mechanically run. U know someday I will tell the ultimate joke and story 2 all of this. Where all of U now R, I was, only none of U were. I did all this shit B4, I lived in a far out existence that this blog today has no time 2 even start 4 me getting into this with U. I was the dude with the Privecode, fuck Gawky Gaukauk and the astral numerology, as that has absolutely nothing 2 do with my point now. I was the one that locally began an internet chat-room in 1983 using the telephone company. I was the one that knew how 2 record noise as opposed 2 signal in quite a magical way that as U all know is very difficult 2 distort, it is all a no-brainer 4 me, I was Franklin a long time ago, and not Aretha, baby love!!!!!! I know major shit, and do not give a hoot and holler who the rotten truck wants 2 believe or disbelieve me, I know and so does Diana Arteemis. One day after years of being worn down 2 a fucking frazzle by WOMO sleaze disease, and the wicked evil third or the BRIGGBASE CULT of the mighty Astral Plane’s MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, I just said, FUCK-U EVERYNODY, I QUIT, and I quit, BRO!!!!!!!!! All of U would’ve cave as well so do not dare tell me otherwise or I’ll transpower U. Twinbay and her half empty glass, get lost!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The trouble now is that I am going 2 open a ridiculous can of worms, that only those hurting me know about and r capable of grasping 2 any really meaningful degree, so I am basically doing a self defeating act here, of well, here the truck goes, BR!!!!!
I can scream WOMO, EW, BRIGGERS, MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, TAWF, or anything, it is really as trucking stupid and meaningless in the grand scheme of it all and huge picture in Gate’s multi-windows in the lab in Rogers book or whoever’s lab, DUHH, but, my pernt is that I need 2 tell what U will not get, but I still need 2 shout it out and I’m gonna do just that. It all is coming from and happening as a result of a very naturally occurring process that no Eckists need do any ‘magical’ exercises 2 accomplish it, and I have named this thing and or process, EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND. Star Trek Next Generation touched on it a teeny bit on the episode where the planet of aliens came 2 them, and did not use a space ship 2 leave their world, we all R in an eternal process, we all R doing this, and it never began nor will it end and it is called EXISTENCE. What may have gone by U, as I admit it did me and it left me with still many unanswered and unsolved mysteries, as it seemed like people were able 2 almost do things like os the fictional QL series, and many times I know people must wonder about me and what I copyrighted as long time ago, as then it was totally nonsensical, but now, a cashmere glove would not fit that smoothly, BRO!!!!!!!! U draw a basic algebraic number line on a sheet of paper, and I do not care which axis or polarity U choose 2 use, U cannot skip from 3 to 5, U must pass the 4. All this time I knew about the ES, and this explained lots of DREAMING and the mighty mysteries that mankind has had on this subject throughout all of recorded history of civilization, but it did not totally give answers 2 things like my special education teacher, Mrs. Marola, and yes, many others, but obviously, we need harp on things that slam into all the pieces of the entire story of MORIANITY, as opposed 2 running on and on with things that simply put, just DO NOT, or not as much, now that would B an exercise in stupidity and futility simultaneously. First, I really need 2 emphasize that unlike followers of the great ECKANKAR and I have lots of respect 4 these entities, and believe as they do on many and most of their basic belief systems, separating only in a few very heavy and major ways, as U most likely know about, as it has been prior blog explained. ES is as natural as childbirth, breathing, and rain falling from a stormy sky. Get that first and only if U Get any part of this, as this is a KEY POINT. U do not DO anything, contrary 2 most of all religions that teach otherwise, and in this misguided belief system they seem 2 find some sort of weird COZY-ZONE, in thinking and believing that some kind of effort or work on their part is involved in any of it. It is stupidity X10 to the 14th power. U all ready lost any ‘spiritual’ or ASTRAL part of yourself, the second U began any dream here on this PHYSICAL and tangible realm. U will go on dreaming until the dream is over, and get less astral as U go, until it stops and U realize U were ASTRASL all along and merely fell into a series of dreams that U have a REAL body and there is a REAL life, when Einstein himself worked out a mighty mass and energy conversion formula proving the contrary. How can UB stuck in a dream and totally unaware of it and hope 2 do anything. I am telling U all this now and proving my own point, realizing that I am totally wasting my time. U don’t have the smallest clue what idiot mountainpen is talking about, DERR!!!!!!!!! U cannot, UR asleep, or as my 61st grand fathers half uncle said, UR dead. U may B walking and talking but that proves nothing. I realize that Morianity teaches the practicing of the Fascitar, but this is just 2 show U something, and it proves nothing about me or even U4 that matter. All it does if U ever wanna do it, is remove a set of blinders U have over your eyes since birth. U will then C the dump U live in, but U will not B given a jackpot number 2 buy your way out of that dump. U exist, that is that, BRO!!!!!!!! Your misperceived fears of death R more laughable 2 me than anything Harold Lloyd or Rodney Dangerfield could ever have pulled off in a thousand careers!!!!!!!! Now I know the missing ingredient, it hit me right after the MILITUFORCE craft that went over me at 3 AM violating my civil and constitutional rights, what rights, U guys and gals out there think we have any rights, UR moronic if U do???????? Rights R a commodity. With enough $$$$$ and POWER, U indeed CAN buy limited amounts of commodities, even RIGHTS, and other such things, tangible illusions made up of atoms and forces that hold these atoms together, but cut me a break that a poor person has any fucking rights, here or anywhere in the universe. I am a dog lads and lassies and have been 4 vigintillions of astral eons, I know how 2 sniff out a true story, BRA!!!!!!!!! Ol’ Yancy has been sniffin’ this out 4 a very long time now, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Death is a commodity we all have been seeking 4 endless eternity, it is not real, it’s just a big fake. Sometimes I refer 2 it as the devils big lie, along with uncles on bended knees, definitely not fitting the description of Uncle Snoots up on the Island!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If U want the truth the only uncle worth half a fart was John down ion fort Lauderdale, FLUSAESMWG. He was always a cool ass dude, back from the days he was a kid. He would have been the coolest guy in school today if we bent hyperspace around just a little and then peered in, let us not take that any freaking further, BRA!!!!!!!!!
Everythiung ties in and your limited understanding of reality will allow U based on that limitation, 2 follow how all my points and paragraphs fit together, as whether U believer this or not, James Patterson could not do a better job trying 2 explain my real life true story B it in a true or a fictional way. Forgive the boast, I could b wrong, but this is how egghead Terry from Egg Harbor and I had R disagreement some time back on all of this horse manure. This not being able 2 skip from 5 to 3 without striking 4 explains so much when in used in combination with dreaming in the hyperspaces, B it in the one focused attention of atomic physicality where U appear 2B physical and thereby DOMINANT, verses all other attentions where UR in dreamality so 2 speak as or through the other U’s in a RECCESANT way or focus, yet SUPERMIND learns at the higher enclosure of the 4th dimension or the distant future of mans collective conscious awareness, how 2 literally MANIPUILATE and CONTROL these worlds where otherwise they would not B in control and would merely B just DREAMING into and through. Time or D-4, and all the parallel universes or D-4, the HS, is Y we dream, or do what we do in our way of seeing this bizarre mystery. After all, some dreams R so ridiculous, yet others wake us up with a bang, and still some others even make their way into ’happening’, and so forth, but it is not one thing going on here, but literally a HYPERSPACE of evental reality of dreams-outs of and below the Astral Plane where we all R in infinite interaction, dreamed down from zero dimensional oneness collectively. As long as people never come 2C the truth about reversing the direction of reality, it will remain a blind old world of yesterday. True wisdom and forward moving paths lead one 2 realize that things look backwards, the Earth seems flat, the sun seems 2 revolve around the Earth, the life that is real seems 2B on this side of the dream-world, all BULL SHIT my friends and fiends. Games RY the gods remain half sane after never not being and REALIZING it, as I have and I am not a god, or am I. Some may think otherwise recently. What if my blogs had been able 2 start along with my nightmare, around the early and middle eighties, BRO??????????? Let me close by discussing a department store now HISTORY MARKER removed, natch, and a man named David Charles Roth. Maggie and I go back 2 Mexico and 85, and the demise of Mrs. Elliot at Highview Queers Apartments, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! What is cheery about this teary sitch, BR!!!!! If it was Cherry, we might think of hills, or even Nina, or however that one spells her name, think it had a wild spelling unlike the Soifer girl, but I am not a moneyman nor a dude with all the answers, BRO!!!!! I only know what I know, Jesse. What I do not know, I flat out say, Crissake shit all mighty, I just do not know and sure as piss wish that I did know, I always am open and honest about my ignorance, and am hungry 2 learn. Another Nina says it so well, or said it and I sure miss my queen, my street chops. Yes I do want 2 know and learn, and no one showed me a thing, except 4 two powerful goddesses on the Astral Plane, Sarah-Stacey Krassle and Diana Arteemis. Caldor is not in existence any longer, but neither is the Trinidad on Tennessee Avenue, the Pittsburg Hotel either 4 that matter, All Mighty Haddonwood Swim club of Deptford, the Turnersville Pathmark, and if U do not think I could type out a list that would dwarf the greediest child’s letter 2 ol’ Saint Nick, then U would B quite wrong and mistaken, BR!!!!!!!!! This is where Dave and I met as 2 security officers, he was in-house, I was with Wells Fargo, dude. Nothing really changes all that much in 170 years!!!! No the nine did not join McGuire’s (Gone-Missing Club), whittle joke in bad taste Robert, but then, U shouldn’t have wrecked my car with a fist full of beach sand in the gas tank when Ed and I went up 2 take a few website pix of the beach that day, U son of a BLING BLING MC-COY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So Dave and I in no time became good buds and he was very interested in my fascinating wild life, even back as far as November of the ‘85 year. The night I told him about Goddess Diana, all the store lights flickered, and the telephones from a shut-down switchboard, would ring, and a young girl’s voice was giggling on the other end, we both heard it on speakerphones. Even the United States Copyright Office has a cassette tape of lightning speaking 2 me in a human voice from early in 1988. Dave figured out that the forces against me were doing something quite bizarre however, even beyond the regular bizarre. They seem 2 have a huge thing with me and MUSIC, let me get in any way close 2 it, persons in that trade, recording a song, whatever, THEY GO BALLISTIC AND FUCK WITH ME LIKE THERE IS SIMPLY NO FREAKING TOMORROW, AND DAVE ALSO BEGAN 2 REALIZE THAT THIS SAME STRANGE THING HAD BEEN LIKEWISE HAPPENING 2 HIM ALL OF HIS LIFE. I cited the example with the drums he was going 2 buy, and went 2 go 2 the music store, and his Caddy died. It is all up on prior blogs at the one place carrying my entire story from the start of this internet project, www.blogger.com/ Once, 5 times, maybe 10 times, U can chalk up 2 a freaking coincidence, but NOT AN EVER ONGOING AND CONTINUOUS PATTERN, FROM WOMB 2 FREAKING TOMB, BRO!!!!! Then there is just today. I am at work, and they fuck up Mariah Carey’s CD, or the player, as they do not want me 2 listen 2 her sing. Wow, is the freaking world gonna end, what is OTAMM’s FREAKING PROB, BRO JESS!!!!!?????????????????????? Then and this is all blogged as well big BRO, the time we had returned in June of the inverted 1969 year from our Roadtrip 2 Carlisle, Pennsylvania, and went into the pines, and I played my demo dance tunes that some of U may have heard on the website I once had, www.morianity-foundation.com/ no longer there as I am 2 broke 2 pay the annual fee, and the tunes were playing through my car radio tape player, and boom, out of nowhere came the entire New Jersey military, and Dave’s precise words 2 me after it all was over, and I quote him were this, “Christ, what is this Baghdad. Who RU, Saddam Hussein”? U all have heard about all that U will want 2 swallow 4 now, but I could rant on like a madman. Some or many think I am, I know I am not. Art Crane said it all at lunch break the other day, and I paid 4 it later on with the Queen and the King and THAT FAMILY. He said in this paraphrase that until UR in the street on a cardboard box, they won’t stop, this is their ultimate aim and goal, because at that point my credibility will B beyond zero minus. I will B beyond any hope of ever getting believed or recognized so that proper justice can B realized. Anyone believing of course in justice 4 the oppressed as a tangible reality in 21st century America, take one giant leap off of the ESB in NYNY, BRO, J!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lots of things make no sense if U do not include a good part of Doctor Bruce Goldberg’s fantastic book into the mix of all this, called, “Time Travelers From Our future”, again, hardwired Allknower’s in vehicles and negative space fields and all, I still think most of this shit is being done with SUPERMIND EXPLORATRONICS (ES). How would that explain the music deal? Well, anyone can spout off theories, and proving theories R very difficult, they still call Einstein’s equations theories, and that is after a crude model proved out and ended the war. I honestly feel, that only the MIOLLIONTH-COUNCIL knows Y this MUSIC deal is happening. Art also said some wild stuff that is just 2 far out 2 ever make any sense out of, even dwarfing their problem with music and me. This can make a good opener on another blog at another time, BR!!!!!!!!!
G/S/KSWL-2301, Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!
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I am getting hacked. I no sooner hit the first key 2 start this blog and the screen is back on the icon page, so here we freaking go again, MILITUFORCE struck hard around 3 this morning at work, dive-bombing g me in a huge military scum, bag air craft, low and very loud. The shortly thereafter, the shift on this crap-hole job started getting beyond freaking miserable, one of the worst nights in that toilet place in my just under 4 years there. These dirt bags did not seem 2 like me playing MC’s disc, even through silent ear buds, they can amplify the smallest sound 2 anything they wish, I know this 4 a fact. I will swear 2 it in any court at any time. Let me move back on point that never happened because it was hacked, a small example of hyperspace interdimensionalization. I was opening the original blog with the thought in mind 2 say that today of course brings me back 2 a horrific MILITUFORCE CAUSED BOTBAR, back in the ‘88 year, working at BEST FOODS, in Warminster, PAUSAESMWG. Oh my noisy car, copyright examiner. I am sure down in 13 land, I have had many an examiner throughout the past quarter century, rolling in the aisles. Even though my first copyrights were believe it or not on game rules on games like LIVELONG, but we won’t go here will we, BRO, were as early as the year 1973, after a cool as hell dude named Ed Bobins and his attorney Mister Brown, showed me about copyrights, still, Arch, me pernt pirate butt head is this: I did not copyright THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES in June of 1969, as I did not know what copyrights were. All I know is that a dude who was madly in love with my best friends mom and was a name recognized top entertainer and comedian, said something 2 me over the telephone in 1969 that scared my pants right off my waste, and the very next day as a result, I went room 2 room in my apartment making up the song, but this has huger implications than u might realize as of yet, BRA!!!!!!!!! I really hope by the way that Jesse Martin is not mad at me, I just love copying him, it relieves my frustrations as blogging in general does, and he is always saying either BR, BRO, or BRA in such an emphatic way on my favorite TV show, L&O. UR the coolest dude on this planet, and I was so sad when U left the show, reminded me of an early April day in the ‘71 year with another dude who quit a show or so goes the disinformation, my Blogaud knows the truth and who and what is being hyper-time covered up here, but again, I am digressing from my pernt Queen of King Archibald!!!!!!!!!! The only reason I discuss this incredible family so much is because as U mortals C the linear illusion of time, THEY entered into my DREAMS while I was a youth of 15 staying on Cornwall Avenue ion Ventnor, New Jersey, at Tom Molester Reale’s place. I was gonna go on and say that Mrs. McGuire and Mrs. Levy and Mrs. King, through complex cousinly branches of this tree R all tied together in making my life a living hell, this one incident stands out where I holler into the tape recorder at American Honda and David Roth was there roaring like a diseased lion, glass nearly shattering from my screams and his raucous laughter and hand clapping, the gods I miss the fucking bastard like hell, but I have no plans 2 build a laser trace distance delay AVM recorder at this time, I did that up in 2301 and look at what that all got me, Pine Barrens Saddam Choppers Baghdad Carlisle!!!!!!!!!!!! “14 February, one nine eight eight, AD, EG, E~~T”!!!!! I know that had the copyright office rolling 4 an hour. This Otammic disease just loves 2 fucking mess with me on all FESTIVE OCCASSIOS, this has all been going on since 1986. Did I know any of this detail one year ago? NO. Did Elder Hair purposely omit telling me the full Callio tree? Who can ever know, Y not give people the benefit of the doubt, despite all the crooks on Wall Street, as well as my family and their fucking evil banks. Actually, I think my family of bankers has all perished, good riddance. Good job whoever did it, fuckem ll!!!!!!!!!!! Obviously a retarded child can C what happens in life. All trades R tightly connected. So R most non dysfunctional families, Scylla, U and me sure have one huge thing in common, don’t we teen queen??????????? But if I suddenly and let me get blatant, points cannot B risked 4 not coming across. If I had been messed with and we need not get totally nasty or overly elucidated , but none of U that follow Morianity R ignorant 2 all that has been done 2 me, now let us change this around and say that it all comes into the pope’s family, or President O’s. This is totally hypothetical now and absolutely made up 4 the point of making a point. Do U think the brick walls 4 me 2 get 2 the bottom of my curse would B any less real, or less hard? My head is gonna B the loser in the arm wrestle every time, and we all know that, my head against any brick wall operated by any power structured, most do not realize how real all of this is, and unlike the freaking made up fiction we C in movies where people can surmount and overcome all obstacles and all odds and get justice, is just that, total fiction, it is not real, so go ahead and disbelieve me, as the eternal argument between Donna and I will rage on forever. I still know that 100 thousand other kids were in their houses screaming out and pretending they were Diana Ross, and one person, Misses traveler-teacher, had 2 hit the jackpot, and that is the simple truth, UR all talking 2 a master statistician I believe in math and stats, and none of U will change me on this, I am a very old dog and cannot learn a new trick of that magnitude, sahwee Chawee!!!!!! Finishing out 3 points all sort of wrapped up in one in my usual screwy way, once the shit started going down at work, the CD player kept shutting off 4 no reason. I detest this new digital fucking world and let me tell UY. It is all a big fucking lie about how quality is so wonderful. Power is the key, nothing else. Build your own system that runs with 2 one-ten cords, and C what I mean. My complaint however with CD oriented junk is that WOMO can fuck with it much easier than they can the old style analogue stuff, mechanically run. U know someday I will tell the ultimate joke and story 2 all of this. Where all of U now R, I was, only none of U were. I did all this shit B4, I lived in a far out existence that this blog today has no time 2 even start 4 me getting into this with U. I was the dude with the Privecode, fuck Gawky Gaukauk and the astral numerology, as that has absolutely nothing 2 do with my point now. I was the one that locally began an internet chat-room in 1983 using the telephone company. I was the one that knew how 2 record noise as opposed 2 signal in quite a magical way that as U all know is very difficult 2 distort, it is all a no-brainer 4 me, I was Franklin a long time ago, and not Aretha, baby love!!!!!! I know major shit, and do not give a hoot and holler who the rotten truck wants 2 believe or disbelieve me, I know and so does Diana Arteemis. One day after years of being worn down 2 a fucking frazzle by WOMO sleaze disease, and the wicked evil third or the BRIGGBASE CULT of the mighty Astral Plane’s MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, I just said, FUCK-U EVERYNODY, I QUIT, and I quit, BRO!!!!!!!!! All of U would’ve cave as well so do not dare tell me otherwise or I’ll transpower U. Twinbay and her half empty glass, get lost!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The trouble now is that I am going 2 open a ridiculous can of worms, that only those hurting me know about and r capable of grasping 2 any really meaningful degree, so I am basically doing a self defeating act here, of well, here the truck goes, BR!!!!!
I can scream WOMO, EW, BRIGGERS, MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, TAWF, or anything, it is really as trucking stupid and meaningless in the grand scheme of it all and huge picture in Gate’s multi-windows in the lab in Rogers book or whoever’s lab, DUHH, but, my pernt is that I need 2 tell what U will not get, but I still need 2 shout it out and I’m gonna do just that. It all is coming from and happening as a result of a very naturally occurring process that no Eckists need do any ‘magical’ exercises 2 accomplish it, and I have named this thing and or process, EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND. Star Trek Next Generation touched on it a teeny bit on the episode where the planet of aliens came 2 them, and did not use a space ship 2 leave their world, we all R in an eternal process, we all R doing this, and it never began nor will it end and it is called EXISTENCE. What may have gone by U, as I admit it did me and it left me with still many unanswered and unsolved mysteries, as it seemed like people were able 2 almost do things like os the fictional QL series, and many times I know people must wonder about me and what I copyrighted as long time ago, as then it was totally nonsensical, but now, a cashmere glove would not fit that smoothly, BRO!!!!!!!! U draw a basic algebraic number line on a sheet of paper, and I do not care which axis or polarity U choose 2 use, U cannot skip from 3 to 5, U must pass the 4. All this time I knew about the ES, and this explained lots of DREAMING and the mighty mysteries that mankind has had on this subject throughout all of recorded history of civilization, but it did not totally give answers 2 things like my special education teacher, Mrs. Marola, and yes, many others, but obviously, we need harp on things that slam into all the pieces of the entire story of MORIANITY, as opposed 2 running on and on with things that simply put, just DO NOT, or not as much, now that would B an exercise in stupidity and futility simultaneously. First, I really need 2 emphasize that unlike followers of the great ECKANKAR and I have lots of respect 4 these entities, and believe as they do on many and most of their basic belief systems, separating only in a few very heavy and major ways, as U most likely know about, as it has been prior blog explained. ES is as natural as childbirth, breathing, and rain falling from a stormy sky. Get that first and only if U Get any part of this, as this is a KEY POINT. U do not DO anything, contrary 2 most of all religions that teach otherwise, and in this misguided belief system they seem 2 find some sort of weird COZY-ZONE, in thinking and believing that some kind of effort or work on their part is involved in any of it. It is stupidity X10 to the 14th power. U all ready lost any ‘spiritual’ or ASTRAL part of yourself, the second U began any dream here on this PHYSICAL and tangible realm. U will go on dreaming until the dream is over, and get less astral as U go, until it stops and U realize U were ASTRASL all along and merely fell into a series of dreams that U have a REAL body and there is a REAL life, when Einstein himself worked out a mighty mass and energy conversion formula proving the contrary. How can UB stuck in a dream and totally unaware of it and hope 2 do anything. I am telling U all this now and proving my own point, realizing that I am totally wasting my time. U don’t have the smallest clue what idiot mountainpen is talking about, DERR!!!!!!!!! U cannot, UR asleep, or as my 61st grand fathers half uncle said, UR dead. U may B walking and talking but that proves nothing. I realize that Morianity teaches the practicing of the Fascitar, but this is just 2 show U something, and it proves nothing about me or even U4 that matter. All it does if U ever wanna do it, is remove a set of blinders U have over your eyes since birth. U will then C the dump U live in, but U will not B given a jackpot number 2 buy your way out of that dump. U exist, that is that, BRO!!!!!!!! Your misperceived fears of death R more laughable 2 me than anything Harold Lloyd or Rodney Dangerfield could ever have pulled off in a thousand careers!!!!!!!! Now I know the missing ingredient, it hit me right after the MILITUFORCE craft that went over me at 3 AM violating my civil and constitutional rights, what rights, U guys and gals out there think we have any rights, UR moronic if U do???????? Rights R a commodity. With enough $$$$$ and POWER, U indeed CAN buy limited amounts of commodities, even RIGHTS, and other such things, tangible illusions made up of atoms and forces that hold these atoms together, but cut me a break that a poor person has any fucking rights, here or anywhere in the universe. I am a dog lads and lassies and have been 4 vigintillions of astral eons, I know how 2 sniff out a true story, BRA!!!!!!!!! Ol’ Yancy has been sniffin’ this out 4 a very long time now, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Death is a commodity we all have been seeking 4 endless eternity, it is not real, it’s just a big fake. Sometimes I refer 2 it as the devils big lie, along with uncles on bended knees, definitely not fitting the description of Uncle Snoots up on the Island!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If U want the truth the only uncle worth half a fart was John down ion fort Lauderdale, FLUSAESMWG. He was always a cool ass dude, back from the days he was a kid. He would have been the coolest guy in school today if we bent hyperspace around just a little and then peered in, let us not take that any freaking further, BRA!!!!!!!!!
Everythiung ties in and your limited understanding of reality will allow U based on that limitation, 2 follow how all my points and paragraphs fit together, as whether U believer this or not, James Patterson could not do a better job trying 2 explain my real life true story B it in a true or a fictional way. Forgive the boast, I could b wrong, but this is how egghead Terry from Egg Harbor and I had R disagreement some time back on all of this horse manure. This not being able 2 skip from 5 to 3 without striking 4 explains so much when in used in combination with dreaming in the hyperspaces, B it in the one focused attention of atomic physicality where U appear 2B physical and thereby DOMINANT, verses all other attentions where UR in dreamality so 2 speak as or through the other U’s in a RECCESANT way or focus, yet SUPERMIND learns at the higher enclosure of the 4th dimension or the distant future of mans collective conscious awareness, how 2 literally MANIPUILATE and CONTROL these worlds where otherwise they would not B in control and would merely B just DREAMING into and through. Time or D-4, and all the parallel universes or D-4, the HS, is Y we dream, or do what we do in our way of seeing this bizarre mystery. After all, some dreams R so ridiculous, yet others wake us up with a bang, and still some others even make their way into ’happening’, and so forth, but it is not one thing going on here, but literally a HYPERSPACE of evental reality of dreams-outs of and below the Astral Plane where we all R in infinite interaction, dreamed down from zero dimensional oneness collectively. As long as people never come 2C the truth about reversing the direction of reality, it will remain a blind old world of yesterday. True wisdom and forward moving paths lead one 2 realize that things look backwards, the Earth seems flat, the sun seems 2 revolve around the Earth, the life that is real seems 2B on this side of the dream-world, all BULL SHIT my friends and fiends. Games RY the gods remain half sane after never not being and REALIZING it, as I have and I am not a god, or am I. Some may think otherwise recently. What if my blogs had been able 2 start along with my nightmare, around the early and middle eighties, BRO??????????? Let me close by discussing a department store now HISTORY MARKER removed, natch, and a man named David Charles Roth. Maggie and I go back 2 Mexico and 85, and the demise of Mrs. Elliot at Highview Queers Apartments, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! What is cheery about this teary sitch, BR!!!!! If it was Cherry, we might think of hills, or even Nina, or however that one spells her name, think it had a wild spelling unlike the Soifer girl, but I am not a moneyman nor a dude with all the answers, BRO!!!!! I only know what I know, Jesse. What I do not know, I flat out say, Crissake shit all mighty, I just do not know and sure as piss wish that I did know, I always am open and honest about my ignorance, and am hungry 2 learn. Another Nina says it so well, or said it and I sure miss my queen, my street chops. Yes I do want 2 know and learn, and no one showed me a thing, except 4 two powerful goddesses on the Astral Plane, Sarah-Stacey Krassle and Diana Arteemis. Caldor is not in existence any longer, but neither is the Trinidad on Tennessee Avenue, the Pittsburg Hotel either 4 that matter, All Mighty Haddonwood Swim club of Deptford, the Turnersville Pathmark, and if U do not think I could type out a list that would dwarf the greediest child’s letter 2 ol’ Saint Nick, then U would B quite wrong and mistaken, BR!!!!!!!!! This is where Dave and I met as 2 security officers, he was in-house, I was with Wells Fargo, dude. Nothing really changes all that much in 170 years!!!! No the nine did not join McGuire’s (Gone-Missing Club), whittle joke in bad taste Robert, but then, U shouldn’t have wrecked my car with a fist full of beach sand in the gas tank when Ed and I went up 2 take a few website pix of the beach that day, U son of a BLING BLING MC-COY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So Dave and I in no time became good buds and he was very interested in my fascinating wild life, even back as far as November of the ‘85 year. The night I told him about Goddess Diana, all the store lights flickered, and the telephones from a shut-down switchboard, would ring, and a young girl’s voice was giggling on the other end, we both heard it on speakerphones. Even the United States Copyright Office has a cassette tape of lightning speaking 2 me in a human voice from early in 1988. Dave figured out that the forces against me were doing something quite bizarre however, even beyond the regular bizarre. They seem 2 have a huge thing with me and MUSIC, let me get in any way close 2 it, persons in that trade, recording a song, whatever, THEY GO BALLISTIC AND FUCK WITH ME LIKE THERE IS SIMPLY NO FREAKING TOMORROW, AND DAVE ALSO BEGAN 2 REALIZE THAT THIS SAME STRANGE THING HAD BEEN LIKEWISE HAPPENING 2 HIM ALL OF HIS LIFE. I cited the example with the drums he was going 2 buy, and went 2 go 2 the music store, and his Caddy died. It is all up on prior blogs at the one place carrying my entire story from the start of this internet project, www.blogger.com/ Once, 5 times, maybe 10 times, U can chalk up 2 a freaking coincidence, but NOT AN EVER ONGOING AND CONTINUOUS PATTERN, FROM WOMB 2 FREAKING TOMB, BRO!!!!! Then there is just today. I am at work, and they fuck up Mariah Carey’s CD, or the player, as they do not want me 2 listen 2 her sing. Wow, is the freaking world gonna end, what is OTAMM’s FREAKING PROB, BRO JESS!!!!!?????????????????????? Then and this is all blogged as well big BRO, the time we had returned in June of the inverted 1969 year from our Roadtrip 2 Carlisle, Pennsylvania, and went into the pines, and I played my demo dance tunes that some of U may have heard on the website I once had, www.morianity-foundation.com/ no longer there as I am 2 broke 2 pay the annual fee, and the tunes were playing through my car radio tape player, and boom, out of nowhere came the entire New Jersey military, and Dave’s precise words 2 me after it all was over, and I quote him were this, “Christ, what is this Baghdad. Who RU, Saddam Hussein”? U all have heard about all that U will want 2 swallow 4 now, but I could rant on like a madman. Some or many think I am, I know I am not. Art Crane said it all at lunch break the other day, and I paid 4 it later on with the Queen and the King and THAT FAMILY. He said in this paraphrase that until UR in the street on a cardboard box, they won’t stop, this is their ultimate aim and goal, because at that point my credibility will B beyond zero minus. I will B beyond any hope of ever getting believed or recognized so that proper justice can B realized. Anyone believing of course in justice 4 the oppressed as a tangible reality in 21st century America, take one giant leap off of the ESB in NYNY, BRO, J!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lots of things make no sense if U do not include a good part of Doctor Bruce Goldberg’s fantastic book into the mix of all this, called, “Time Travelers From Our future”, again, hardwired Allknower’s in vehicles and negative space fields and all, I still think most of this shit is being done with SUPERMIND EXPLORATRONICS (ES). How would that explain the music deal? Well, anyone can spout off theories, and proving theories R very difficult, they still call Einstein’s equations theories, and that is after a crude model proved out and ended the war. I honestly feel, that only the MIOLLIONTH-COUNCIL knows Y this MUSIC deal is happening. Art also said some wild stuff that is just 2 far out 2 ever make any sense out of, even dwarfing their problem with music and me. This can make a good opener on another blog at another time, BR!!!!!!!!!
G/S/KSWL-2301, Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!
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