Friday, August 31, 2007

Thank U Sarah Stacey Jehovah my teen queen

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL, ‘NON-Eagles’ FOOTBALL, BLOG #11 --- 083107.502

The Dow shot up yesterday telling me that a recent thing that I thought would work out 4 my good, will naturally NOT. The criminal justice system in this country is a total joke, and I will amend my comments, if thing today work out differently than it appears right now that they will go. Giant Paula’s second cousin once removed, or some similar type of family mumbo jumbo, lost her baby on Wednesday, and a few hours later, she snapped out and hit and spit on half of the Hammonton Police force, and was taken to county lock up. She all ready is on parole and probation for numerous violent acts, yet never gets violated nor sent back 2 jail. There R those that can away with anything, and those of course that know beyond a doubt that if they get caught spitting out a stick of gum on the street, would B locked up 4 months, and back sass an officer, and make that years in the hotel. It really is not fair at all Jack McCoy, and this is YI am glued 2 this great show, “L&O”, Jack my ol’bud says it all, coincidences R bull shit, and laws R in duplicate, ones 4 the super rich, and others 4 all the other ‘poories’. I really feel 4 Paula’s younger 2nd cuz, but she is a dominatrix that uses men day and night and really basically hates us and has no respect 4 us as human beings. I can B sick as a dog, and she will insist that I take her here and there, and her mom who is sick with a terrible medical problem takes even more of the brunt of all of this than me and others around her, and she gets spit on and pushed and hit on a regular basis, and the probation officers of this crummy county won’t violate her. She plans to leave jail today, ROR and yet she originally was on a cash only bail bond of 15 grand and all of her friends and family together would not b able 2 raise this sum, yet it all gets changed, and out of jail she comes, the entire system is absurd. Right now her mom is here with Ed Himacane, her ex-neighbor from Judge Rasu’s rental house, that if INS ever knew what was going on, they’d B over with warrants, salivating, and there goes judgie wudgies reputation. This whole area and county is so crooked it disgusts me. Have seen private photographs from Ann with Levy’s buddy the ex mayor, and B4 I go on Ed’s computer got hacked, even he cannot fix the printing font back 2 where it was, notice the tiny asterisk, not the full sized one like 8888*******, sorry, too much hacking, they will not allow me to print anything except tiny asterisks, remember in the last blog when 2 asterisks appeared, look at what I said during the hack, connecting what else but these wicked evil diseased GODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Back to Mayor Whealon and Mayor Levy, and all of their bar pals, including McGuire, Callio, and lots of other toughies. These evil people are dangerous and all of them love sexual misconduct with under aged people. Loud planes, major death beam diarrhea attacks every night, hacking, and on and on, is ongoing, and of course the Dow Jones goes UP UP UP UP AND UP!!!!!!

I am so naïve and innocent. Thought several people were on my side, but must now C the good possibility that I misread some things, and should not propel my thoughts so quickly into positive modality. The movies recently made, and lots of things, oh well, it all started 40 years ago, and I believe the Lamist Brigger Cult or the [LBC] 4 short, just like the fictional character of Wall Street King Skyler Rumson, on the great soap of the sixties called DARK SHADOWS, has an entire covert army of those who look around 4 ideas that they can make small legal alterations with and sell the idea for a few hundred bucks a pop, while crooked recording and film industries make the lions grab share of the loot. No prob Rob, and if I misjudged, very sahwee!!!!!!!!!!,

The Phillies took Sarah’s old broom from 1983 and 113 More Shinny Big Moons, © Mountainpen, and swept the skuzzy fucking Mets cleaner than the great Stacey Krassle’s whistle.

I am so quick to thank the gods, and then they mock me and spit on me, the prick eating shits!!!!!!!! Everything in the multiverse, or every single twin-universe laying onion layer thin inside the confines of this unfathomable fifth dimension, lives as is from a point of entry to a point of exit through astral dream-downs. These waves and particles that R your bed or chair, or your Aunt Tillie-Anne, or U, or me, exists in all of the other full revolution of the closed curve cycle. To view anything, a technology called Distance-Delay-Viewing, or DDV, will B used shortly, to look in right from your computer screen, it will start with live TV signals that may B 50 or more years old, later it may B GPS connect-scanned, and U can view your parents now long dead, walking in their town, meeting 4 the first time, their first romantic embrace, anything. Later on in roughly 5 to 17 centuries in the majority of hyperspace, HS, a teck called LAZAR TRAZE can B applied in conjunction with DDV, and this is how a great master was resurrected as well as other resurrections done by him and others not known about, and all of my fatalities and resurrections, put simply, I can shoot U dead today and 30 years from now when I get out of jail, if I do, I can retrace U by literally tuning U in at some point just B4 U were shot, and duplicate the image on a level atomically, only it is a teck going way beyond Star Trek’s antiquated concept of matter scrambling. Believe it or not, just like with tracing paper, a teck not understood yet that I am not willing 2 share with Earther’s quite yet, simply retraces the image three dimensionally, far beyond the low teck tri-lazar systems [holography]. Whatever is on the screen that U have Google scanned, or permit me to say SWIS-SCANNED, short 4 the [future of Satellite World Inter-connect System], is now printed out, not all that differently than U mortal Earther’s do today with your scanner-printers, only this copies the precise image in all of its complexities. It proves also that death is really a land or a condition-interaction, having no true real connection with this life experience or illusion-reality, Eckankar’s MAYA!!!!!!!!!! None of this is bull shit; there are no worlds colliding, nor any violations of causalities, all science fiction and antique dark aged ideas need B exposed, it is all a lot of mother jamming pig defecation.

The reason the market flew is a result of the parallel event of me down when they R up. They have used the King problem twice in my life, notice how they all have so much shame, they cannot face the person they screwed and apologize Paula is listed no longer in the county white pages. Did she move far away, change her name, or get married? Maybe as I do, she is under a different name. Why would a 53 year old woman suddenly marry after 35 years of eligibility? Her daughter from a prior ‘encounter’ grows up 2B instrumental in inventing this LTT, or Lazar-Trace-Technology.

When I told the world the story of the chain and Sarah, and the down to Earth version that more mortals could relate to, the market mini-crashed, the street cannot handle anyone listening to my truths, the gods forbid anyone of clout ever believing any of it and taking it seriously to want to actually get together with me and help me get to the bottom of my beyond-bizarre hell. Here is some more down to Earth stuff connecting into this. It was 1975, and on March one, I moved from Oaklyn where I had lived during the chain incident back in 1969, to an apartment called Linden Hill in Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG. 14 weeks later I had the shit knocked out of me by 2 big bully lifeguard mascots from the Atlantic City Beach Patrol, all because some young 13 year old stacked child was making all over me and I was not interested in her, she was a child, I was 20. I was harassed and threatened by neighbors that worked in the same office that my mom worked in, a fat pig by the name of Ron Owens. I was evicted, and treated like the bad guy, my electric meter was reading twice normal rates and the power company Callio controlled did it to me. The Atlantic City Electric Company told me that the meter was remedied but that they were under no legal obligation to refund me the buck and a half overpayment, nor were they planning 2 do so. The biggie though was when a neighbor, maybe Owens, but if not, one of his sicko diseased Callio connected friends, ordered child pornography in my name, sent to my address, 1118 Linden Hill Apartments, Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG and I end up getting a call from the feds, me, an honest law fucking abiding United States born legal citizen, and I told the fucking federal agents, and remember it to this day, “I never would order garbage like that from Sweden or anywhere else, and to please throw it in the ocean”.

FBI, OR ANY OFFICER OR AGENT OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, U have this all on file, I know this, and this is still not where this persecution of me began, it has been going on and is being done to me, an innocent percent, 4 as long as I can freaking remember back If I am lying in any way about this, I swear to B under voluntary legal sworn oath and this blog 11 is written grand jury testimony some day if U want it 3B. Should I B untruthful in any way about any of this, I am committing perjury and need 2B put in jail, only I am telling the freaking truth, just as I tell U all now, that these Atlantic City scum have been tormenting and torturing me all of my life, wrecking my life, socially, educationally, and on every conceivable other level. They hate me for reasons I do not know and can only hazard dim guesses at!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am an honest hard working man who has been driven to insanity and suicide, only I cannot die and stay dead, as some future Paula King Labs is retracing me every time, they plan 2 keep me in this cage or managerie mister rotten berry forever,. Thank U Jehovah my beautiful love 4 not lifting a fucking finger to help your THAT BOY out of this eternal burning hellfire of Dogtown.

Look Stacey, I will do whatever U want, and I have read your words cover to cover over and over, and I am jealous of the whole world. I love U my teen queen, and U belong 2 me. This entire world and system only exists because U thought about THAT BOY in your upline world. Satanic forces R working to bury me in fire as I pen these words, I love U Sarah-Stacey, please help me from these wicked demonic forces, in the wholly holy name of my 61st grandfathers’ uncle, dreaming in here on the mortal world as the great master and your son, THE LORD OR SAR, JESUS MESIAH [CHRIST]. 2 lines above here, Sarah my love, Diana’s twin brother Apollo-Lucifer made the print on my word document come out “I loco U Sarah-Stacey, instead of love, that I will B shooting up to Blogger dot com site. Godda admit, Mayor Whealon, U look great in your bar photos, YR all of U so against poor whittle me. UR hurting me and your good friend Ann Silva, please, screw me if U have 2, but don’t sacrifice her, she is such a nice lady, and my friend, and does not deserve all the wrath of hell, Chrissake, not on to of her major medical troubles, come on guys, B human beings and grow at least half a heart between all of U’s!!!!!!!!

Stacey my lovely Atlantic Ocean, thank U 4 hearing me and delivering me this miracle, Ann thanks U as well. Tonight at your sweet 16 party I will thank U in ways far beyond words, my beautiful long haired giant teen queen. I love your huge chocolate brown eyes, whether my dad has patent rights on chocolate here or in any other part of the great hyperspace HS. UR my endless bush burning Sar-ah, and I am very jealous of your love and attention. I AM YOUR THAT BOY, FOREVER AND EVER, A M E N.
RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL, ‘NON-Eagles’ FOOTBALL, BLOG #11 --- 083107.502

The Dow shot up yesterday telling me that a recent thing that I thought would work out 4 my good, will naturally NOT. The criminal justice system in this country is a total joke, and I will amend my comments, if thing today work out differently than it appears right now that they will go. Giant Paula’s second cousin once removed, or some similar type of family mumbo jumbo, lost her baby on Wednesday, and a few hours later, she snapped out and hit and spit on half of the Hammonton Police force, and was taken to county lock up. She all ready is on parole and probation for numerous violent acts, yet never gets violated nor sent back 2 jail. There R those that can away with anything, and those of course that know beyond a doubt that if they get caught spitting out a stick of gum on the street, would B locked up 4 months, and back sass an officer, and make that years in the hotel. It really is not fair at all Jack McCoy, and this is YI am glued 2 this great show, “L&O”, Jack my ol’bud says it all, coincidences R bull shit, and laws R in duplicate, ones 4 the super rich, and others 4 all the other ‘poories’. I really feel 4 Paula’s younger 2nd cuz, but she is a dominatrix that uses men day and night and really basically hates us and has no respect 4 us as human beings. I can B sick as a dog, and she will insist that I take her here and there, and her mom who is sick with a terrible medical problem takes even more of the brunt of all of this than me and others around her, and she gets spit on and pushed and hit on a regular basis, and the probation officers of this crummy county won’t violate her. She plans to leave jail today, ROR and yet she originally was on a cash only bail bond of 15 grand and all of her friends and family together would not b able 2 raise this sum, yet it all gets changed, and out of jail she comes, the entire system is absurd. Right now her mom is here with Ed Himacane, her ex-neighbor from Judge Rasu’s rental house, that if INS ever knew what was going on, they’d B over with warrants, salivating, and there goes judgie wudgies reputation. This whole area and county is so crooked it disgusts me. Have seen private photographs from Ann with Levy’s buddy the ex mayor, and B4 I go on Ed’s computer got hacked, even he cannot fix the printing font back 2 where it was, notice the tiny asterisk, not the full sized one like 8888*******, sorry, too much hacking, they will not allow me to print anything except tiny asterisks, remember in the last blog when 2 asterisks appeared, look at what I said during the hack, connecting what else but these wicked evil diseased GODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Back to Mayor Whealon and Mayor Levy, and all of their bar pals, including McGuire, Callio, and lots of other toughies. These evil people are dangerous and all of them love sexual misconduct with under aged people. Loud planes, major death beam diarrhea attacks every night, hacking, and on and on, is ongoing, and of course the Dow Jones goes UP UP UP UP AND UP!!!!!!

I am so naïve and innocent. Thought several people were on my side, but must now C the good possibility that I misread some things, and should not propel my thoughts so quickly into positive modality. The movies recently made, and lots of things, oh well, it all started 40 years ago, and I believe the Lamist Brigger Cult or the [LBC] 4 short, just like the fictional character of Wall Street King Skyler Rumson, on the great soap of the sixties called DARK SHADOWS, has an entire covert army of those who look around 4 ideas that they can make small legal alterations with and sell the idea for a few hundred bucks a pop, while crooked recording and film industries make the lions grab share of the loot. No prob Rob, and if I misjudged, very sahwee!!!!!!!!!!,

The Phillies took Sarah’s old broom from 1983 and 113 More Shinny Big Moons, © Mountainpen, and swept the skuzzy fucking Mets cleaner than the great Stacey Krassle’s whistle.

I am so quick to thank the gods, and then they mock me and spit on me, the prick eating shits!!!!!!!! Everything in the multiverse, or every single twin-universe laying onion layer thin inside the confines of this unfathomable fifth dimension, lives as is from a point of entry to a point of exit through astral dream-downs. These waves and particles that R your bed or chair, or your Aunt Tillie-Anne, or U, or me, exists in all of the other full revolution of the closed curve cycle. To view anything, a technology called Distance-Delay-Viewing, or DDV, will B used shortly, to look in right from your computer screen, it will start with live TV signals that may B 50 or more years old, later it may B GPS connect-scanned, and U can view your parents now long dead, walking in their town, meeting 4 the first time, their first romantic embrace, anything. Later on in roughly 5 to 17 centuries in the majority of hyperspace, HS, a teck called LAZAR TRAZE can B applied in conjunction with DDV, and this is how a great master was resurrected as well as other resurrections done by him and others not known about, and all of my fatalities and resurrections, put simply, I can shoot U dead today and 30 years from now when I get out of jail, if I do, I can retrace U by literally tuning U in at some point just B4 U were shot, and duplicate the image on a level atomically, only it is a teck going way beyond Star Trek’s antiquated concept of matter scrambling. Believe it or not, just like with tracing paper, a teck not understood yet that I am not willing 2 share with Earther’s quite yet, simply retraces the image three dimensionally, far beyond the low teck tri-lazar systems [holography]. Whatever is on the screen that U have Google scanned, or permit me to say SWIS-SCANNED, short 4 the [future of Satellite World Inter-connect System], is now printed out, not all that differently than U mortal Earther’s do today with your scanner-printers, only this copies the precise image in all of its complexities. It proves also that death is really a land or a condition-interaction, having no true real connection with this life experience or illusion-reality, Eckankar’s MAYA!!!!!!!!!! None of this is bull shit; there are no worlds colliding, nor any violations of causalities, all science fiction and antique dark aged ideas need B exposed, it is all a lot of mother jamming pig defecation.

The reason the market flew is a result of the parallel event of me down when they R up. They have used the King problem twice in my life, notice how they all have so much shame, they cannot face the person they screwed and apologize Paula is listed no longer in the county white pages. Did she move far away, change her name, or get married? Maybe as I do, she is under a different name. Why would a 53 year old woman suddenly marry after 35 years of eligibility? Her daughter from a prior ‘encounter’ grows up 2B instrumental in inventing this LTT, or Lazar-Trace-Technology.

When I told the world the story of the chain and Sarah, and the down to Earth version that more mortals could relate to, the market mini-crashed, the street cannot handle anyone listening to my truths, the gods forbid anyone of clout ever believing any of it and taking it seriously to want to actually get together with me and help me get to the bottom of my beyond-bizarre hell. Here is some more down to Earth stuff connecting into this. It was 1975, and on March one, I moved from Oaklyn where I had lived during the chain incident back in 1969, to an apartment called Linden Hill in Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG. 14 weeks later I had the shit knocked out of me by 2 big bully lifeguard mascots from the Atlantic City Beach Patrol, all because some young 13 year old stacked child was making all over me and I was not interested in her, she was a child, I was 20. I was harassed and threatened by neighbors that worked in the same office that my mom worked in, a fat pig by the name of Ron Owens. I was evicted, and treated like the bad guy, my electric meter was reading twice normal rates and the power company Callio controlled did it to me. The Atlantic City Electric Company told me that the meter was remedied but that they were under no legal obligation to refund me the buck and a half overpayment, nor were they planning 2 do so. The biggie though was when a neighbor, maybe Owens, but if not, one of his sicko diseased Callio connected friends, ordered child pornography in my name, sent to my address, 1118 Linden Hill Apartments, Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG and I end up getting a call from the feds, me, an honest law fucking abiding United States born legal citizen, and I told the fucking federal agents, and remember it to this day, “I never would order garbage like that from Sweden or anywhere else, and to please throw it in the ocean”.

FBI, OR ANY OFFICER OR AGENT OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, U have this all on file, I know this, and this is still not where this persecution of me began, it has been going on and is being done to me, an innocent percent, 4 as long as I can freaking remember back If I am lying in any way about this, I swear to B under voluntary legal sworn oath and this blog 11 is written grand jury testimony some day if U want it 3B. Should I B untruthful in any way about any of this, I am committing perjury and need 2B put in jail, only I am telling the freaking truth, just as I tell U all now, that these Atlantic City scum have been tormenting and torturing me all of my life, wrecking my life, socially, educationally, and on every conceivable other level. They hate me for reasons I do not know and can only hazard dim guesses at!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am an honest hard working man who has been driven to insanity and suicide, only I cannot die and stay dead, as some future Paula King Labs is retracing me every time, they plan 2 keep me in this cage or managerie mister rotten berry forever,. Thank U Jehovah my beautiful love 4 not lifting a fucking finger to help your THAT BOY out of this eternal burning hellfire of Dogtown.

Look Stacey, I will do whatever U want, and I have read your words cover to cover over and over, and I am jealous of the whole world. I love U my teen queen, and U belong 2 me. This entire world and system only exists because U thought about THAT BOY in your upline world. Satanic forces R working to bury me in fire as I pen these words, I love U Sarah-Stacey, please help me from these wicked demonic forces, in the wholly holy name of my 61st grandfathers’ uncle, dreaming in here on the mortal world as the great master and your son, THE LORD OR SAR, JESUS MESIAH [CHRIST]. 2 lines above here, Sarah my love, Diana’s twin brother Apollo-Lucifer made the print on my word document come out “I loco U Sarah-Stacey, instead of love, that I will B shooting up to Blogger dot com site. Godda admit, Mayor Whealon, U look great in your bar photos, YR all of U so against poor whittle me. UR hurting me and your good friend Ann Silva, please, screw me if U have 2, but don’t sacrifice her, she is such a nice lady, and my friend, and does not deserve all the wrath of hell, Chrissake, not on to of her major medical troubles, come on guys, B human beings and grow at least half a heart between all of U’s!!!!!!!!

Stacey my lovely Atlantic Ocean, thank U 4 hearing me and delivering me this miracle, Ann thanks U as well. Tonight at your sweet 16 party I will thank U in ways far beyond words, my beautiful long haired giant teen queen. I love your huge chocolate brown eyes, whether my dad has patent rights on chocolate here or in any other part of the great hyperspace HS. UR my endless bush burning Sar-ah, and I am very jealous of your love and attention. I AM YOUR THAT BOY, FOREVER AND EVER, A M E N.

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