DATFILE 00000X BLOG 27 millionth council strikes again

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Well, another full evil sportspire, [sports-empire], the empire being ME verses MO, and is put quite simply, the results of whether the Phillies win or lose each game, the Flyers win or lose each game, or the stock market goes up or down each time it trades. A prior blogging error will B amended now when I said that on a point would B awarded to the evil empire for a down day, meant to say an UP DAY on the Dow, sahwee!!!! Eagles Football, and Sixers Basketball, R parallel events that run in the same direction as the Phillies Baseball, but have a far less powerful amount of ergs in their parallel event, but all PE’s have energy, and when the word ENERGY has the letters removed ENY, UR left with the ERG, used 2 measure amounts of energy, check it out in a good library, don’t take my word 4 it bro. Strange coincidence, that while working out of my car for the GUARDSMARK SECURITY COMPANY in 1988, at a construction site in Evesham Township, NJUSAESMWG, in the early middish winter time, a vehicle came up on me with 2 passengers, male and female, and they shone a type of a flashlight at me, both of them, and it was strobe like in nature, pulsating with orange whitish colors, and after they drove off when I headed towards them 2 challenge their legitimateness 4 being there on this property, but I wrote down their license plate, made up a song and copywrote it in the Library of Congress, and it was called “The epitome of Harassment-Part Two”. The license plate started with the 3 letters ENY. Again, put ENY and ERG together, and U get the word ENERGY. These enemy ergers used an energy device unknown to civilian population as of 1988 and most likely 2007, and aimed it at me, and within 15 minutes or less, my heart was doing flip flops, skipping beats, double beating, and I came close 2 dying, and then I took the wickedest shit in my life, smelling exactly the way it smells when U take a nuclear medicine pill at a hospital B4 taking certain scan tests, and the way your shits smell of this radium effect. Do not tell me I am not being persecuted in a nightmare hell beyond your damn wildest imagination, or U will hear me laugh so loud, it will cause the coming China Earthquake. Speaking of which, they persecuted the femjuice out of me Saturday morning at my work site, and all weekend there naturally, but no major bowel wipe out pulsatronic beam attack, and the attack driving home early Saturday morning was more viscous than my clockwork-attack driving in on Sunday afternoons. An entire motorcycle dirt bag gang, all were meeting at the local roadside food joint near the Hammonton exit of the Atlantic City Expressway. The kemtrails were lighting up the bright morning sky like something only James Patterson could adequately and properly describe. Were they in competition 4 how quickly they turn a clear blue beautiful sky into a hazy ugly mess of grey brownish vomit looking horizon to horizon overflowing toilet, or better said, more like I should say, were they attempting 2 make a full skyline of a magnified photo of a child overeating poached eggs B4 leaving 4 school, and getting on a bumpy school bus, and opening the window and barfing it all out, as this sure looks it?????? Today, lots of motorshitsuckoff enemies riding around, some planes, a few on the low and close side, but not as bad as of yet as the last week or so, I totally believe that the City Council in some perverted twisted way, holds me personally responsible 4 what happened to my old body-surfing pal, the Mayor. Sahwee 2 disappoint anybody, but he brought all of his troubles on himself, and if anything, I believe he got together with his Irish Pub buddy McGuire, the guy in my photo section at www.morianity-foundation.com, and they got with their powerful witch friend Sarah Callio Martino, after all, her grandmother would have turned 111 years old on the same day that Levy collapsed in pain at the meeting and was taken to Atlanticare 4 observation, on the 18th Sora question day of good-ol’ July, and yes, food rations R important 2 Green Beret heroes, but the last time I was talking about IPE applied 2 roulette, I was talking about ratios but it came out as the limiting of food quantities instead, but I caught it and backspaced the [N] off of the Word Program. Aniwho, Sarah has frightening powers, and suddenly my back was mysteriously injured, and the proof of it was my admission to the Kessler Hospital in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. She was responsible for the young teenager in the early autumn of 1980 for almost causing the total destruction of my automobile, as he promised he would do on my way into my job at the sound studio, RPL, in Camden, NJUSAESMWG. He told me that he wanted a ride while I was stopped at a red light at Clements Bridge road intersection at Browning Road, in Barrington, NJUSAESMWG. When I refused, I drove up 2 the next light where Browning road intersected at the Black Horse Pike in Mount Ephraim, NJUSAESMWG, after the traffic light turned green, only 2B stopped again by the red traffic light at this intersection where I was about to make a right turn and drive into Camden, NJUSAESMWG. Who was waiting there, but mystery teen, and as I machine pen this, I am getting a super major left side death angel attack, it is 3:53 PM in this old style 144 clock minutes in the Earth’s day rotation, as opposed 2 breaking down into 1000 periods of 1.44 minutes, a period slightly longer than 80 seconds. Earlier about an hour back or so today, I had another less intense, but strong death angel pass me by. I never did U any harm Chief-Bob, and it was U that basically crapped on me after I told U how I felt about the great Sarah, yes I have my sources that tell me how protective UR of your ‘friends’. Hay, nothing trash talking about loyalty, it is commendable, but all U rotten pricks down there think UR better than everybody else like you’re all some type of demigods, how pathetic. I have never wished evil on any of U, all I want is 4 all of U dirt balls 2 forever leave me alone, no more and no less, but no, first different buddies get into political positions, kill my homestead rebate years ago, and then this and that, too lengthy 2 get into, all to make my poor pathetic little hellish life more miserable and nightmarish. No one will ever convince me that shortly after my friendship with the Chief/Mayor, after I told him my encounters with his giant powerful friend Sarah Martino, go to www.acmua.com, where she is a big wig there, and the next season comes around, and the mascot guard robbed money out of my pocket, and it was not appreciated when I had Sally Starr contact the Mayor’s office, and they told their pals in a Trenton area radio station to then start a vicious rumor about Sally being a lesbian, a total filthy lie, she was a happily married woman 4 many years, and had absolute normal tendencies in the sexual area of life, I knew her well, and would swear this to any court under penalty of perjury. But mess with these dangerous mean twisted demonic Atlantic City powers, and the gods will need 2 help U big time. The stories I know would cause me serious problems, the under the boardwalk and in the shop back room cash exchanges 4 violations disappearing against business owners in City Hall, hay pay-2-play is not just in ACNJUSAESEMWG, it is all over this crooked whittle Elmer Fudd Pwanet, but this lovely place has made it way 2 personal in my life for 40 fucking years. For those who share various close-concepts in the scientific view, of back to back repeating realities after an eventual close curve from using up all possible subatomic particle combinations causing this curve to close and reality 2 forever cyclically repeat, this would sure explain how when my mom and I would go down to the hotel, called the TRINIDAD at the time, and now the SUPER 8, and I would walk around early in the evenings up towards the Frailengers Salt Water Taffies store, there still 2 this day but history marker destruction will soon cause this landmark erasure 2 occur I’m sure, but as I would B walking all around the area, I FELT the evil power all around me, and 2 schools of thought besides the third one that I was just a screwed up nutty kid, only I know better, would B one, that I was EDP sensitive and sensed the evil of Sarah and her powerful dangerous high priestess coven Wicca practiced witchcraft, and two, that it is the same thing repeating and cycling around, and my brain waves if near the right charged particles that could split the intercycle realities, same thing that causes Deja-Vu, was causing me various deeply imbedded subconscious memories to come up and penetrate their way through some surface conscious wavelengths of 6th dimensional or BRAIN activity. Actually the 6th-D or the elevator room as I name it in slang after my major 2007 interaction and TTH, but this is not brain, it is mind, and the brain of a physical world entity is merely an unfathomably advanced receiving station coming from this sixth or sending dimension. But I do remember walking around and getting more than just the “Halloween creeps” and even telling my mom when I would return to the Trinidad Motel that something was ‘wrong’ around here, and that I could actually ‘feel’ a dark or evil power source all around me, and this remember, was the first few years of our stay at this vacation resort, starting in 1965 in Late June after school let out 4 summer vacation. At first in 1964, our first time at an Atlantic City motel, we stayed at another HMR or History-Marker-Removed place, called the TRAYMORE HOTEL, long bull dozed and demolished away, gone the way of the Mayflower and the Sands, which was not called the Sands at first until becoming converted into a casino. I just took Ann Silva home, and some kemtrailing is starting, obviously the Voorhees Scum Bags [Flyers] R playing hockey 2 night, this has been going on more than 21 years now, would mortals really B behind anything this long, cut me a friggin’ break, willya Wilma???????

Last week, 2 major HOME THEATRE ATTACKS were done against my civil and constitutional rights, and the letters I wrote 2 the FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, discuss 5 different frequencies that the enemy uses, as different ones obviously must B sent into my system, since the outage of my left-mono side of my system, is immediately preceded by one of 5 varying things. These things R as follows: #1 freak [frequency] ---quiet cut out, #2 freak –loud breaking up of sound into eventual cut out, #3 freak –slow longer reduction in sound into total eventual cut out, #4 freak ---quiet immediate cut out, unlike #1 not quite as fast, and #4 and #5 cause an audible high pitch in the ear that continues after taking off the headphone set, 5 breaks any TANDY RADIO SHACK PHONES connected up into the system when this illegal violation of federal FCC laws occur, but both the 4th and the 5th frequency cause an ear ringing and minor discomfort, even after the headset is removed. Nasty sounds also come through the land line telephone, all starting in 1986 along with this other entire siege, including all of the aerial sieges that started suddenly at or around this mortal world MW time!!!!!!!!! Last Friday, the Verizon telephone company which I have my phone and voicemail service with, attacked me hard in violation of my human and civil rights, AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION. All of the previous 20 or so erased voicemail messages, suddenly had been PUT BACK onto my mailbox system, clogging me up and no new voicemails were able 2 arrive. I had 2 important calls coming and was not able 2B home all day, so if I had not gotten on to this attack, and called Verizon and complained and threatened disconnection of my telephone service, I may have missed my calls or had to remain at home all day when I had other urgent bizz, work related, 2 attend 2. So this attack was done Friday 2 keep their ICPECDJ or INTENTIONALLY-CREATED PARALLEL EVENT CHEATED DOW JONES from losing any more than it did, it had a bad day, but this week, I will get all my money back + a lot more, and I have a third dip-bought Dow-Futures Contract. The home theatre attacks were during FLYERS GAMES. I am not imagining one fucking thing rapies and germiblows!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tell me DC, that is DOUBTERS CLUB from Missouri, NJUSAESMWG, would U really want 2 bet your, by your way of seeing things, immortal soul, that I am 100% totally wrong on all of my claims and complaints of major injustices done continuously and constantly against me???? Ga’hed and stare into your favorite mirror right now and ask yourself this, I will get a chance to B given magically, the winning power ball jackpot lottery and will then have 300 million bucks, but this number is given 2U on the deal that U must bet this entire amount, in a double or nothing bet, U lose if I am right and not nuts, and U win if I am just a crazy and all my claims Y just delusions and psychosis’s. So U get the big prize $ and now have your bet down that doubles it or loses it all 4U. So read and re-read my texts, and tell yourself honestly how comfy U would B while awaiting the answer, let’s say U must wait ten days. I bet most of U half smart enough 2 plug through any of my long winded blogs and website texts, would have all fingernails bitten down 2 the cuticle by the 8th or 9th day, U ain’t fooling this fat little ugly shrimpy shit 4 one minper!!!!!!!!!

OK, enough ‘small-talk’. 2 final Jerry Springer thoughts now R needed B web-logged B4 we close out this transmission of information on this mortal world date!!!!!! One is about the great disco queen, Donna Summer, and the other is about one of her favorite subjects, the church, as yes, she did become a born again Christian, or so she said back after the seventies were closing their doors to let in the mighty greedy Reagan-eighties. U know about what she and her friends did 2 me in 1995 when Collinwood was destroyed in one part of 4th phase hyperspace. Following my blogging texts closely, tell U how I went to the HOJO HOTEL in Blenheim, NJUSAESMWG and called up a call-girl-service. Well, forget Collinwood, and Collingswood, the town next to Westmont, NJUSAESMWG where I lived for 4 and ¾ years as a grammar school boy and into starting High School, and where I will live in again approximately 2 and ½ centuries from now, working in the KING SOIFER WORLD LABORATORY. Anyway, her church friends from nearby Deptford, NJUSAESMWG all came over and brought 100 rug rats and toddlers and young children, who screamed and hollered non stop outside and all around the hotel grounds, later I learned half of the guests and not just me, called the office and complained, oh boy, a big milituforce vehicle is out there, don’t like me trash-talking the great disco queen and her friends. As soon as I typed this previous line, the strange air vehicle literally vanished from the area as though it was ‘Scottie-Beamed’ away. Aniwho they wrecked my time with this luscious 19 year old Katie, a 5 foot 8 inch tight stacked built extremely long haired beauty, who was beyond killer. Oh I did my business, but the thrill was gone. Many times with other queens, they would fly huge milituforce choppers around and around, shaking the hotels I would B at like I was in Levynam. Donna has caused every bit as many problems in my life as the great Atlantic City Mayor has, and B4 I go on with Donna, he and his pal Whealon, and other bar-buds ruined Sally Starr’s rep after she called when I was robbed by their mascot on the beach while I was innocently swimming in the ocean, they know I am nearsighted, and that without my glasses, I have no idea the beach is to the west of me unless I C which way the waves R moving and pulling, a slight exaggeration, but not all that much. Sarah and McGuire put out a hit on me, and I know it. Levy came swimming out at me while I was side-stroke swimming along, and if I had not looked up in the nick of time, I feel 100% justified in telling any court in this great land, that I totally believe he was going 2 just pounce down on me and drown me out there, he has killed many ‘enemies’ in his life, words out of his own mouth from 1980, I gave U all the HTTP hyperlinks to hook U up with articles that appeared in the PRESS OF ATLANTIC CITY. When I caught him right up in my face in late May of 1998, his arm out as though ready to carry out orders from Sarah Martino and Robert McGuire and who knows what other great CITY COUNCIL members, and he was taken back and said to me, “I saw this big thing swimming along out there, and came out 2C what kind of a fish it was, and it was U Sharkey”. The lifeguards had nicknamed me Sharkey, most likely since I swish swim more that I free style swim the normal way. Good old me, U know, when is anything connected with me from shitting 2 swimming, connected with normalcy???????? Come on, the season had not started yet and no one was swimming out in the ocean so it is not as if the guard force needed 2 get a closer look at a potentially dangerous large fish and blow in the swimmers, something my buzz partner said to me when I told him about it at the time, people And their freaking ‘logical’ explanations to things that have none, wow that bites my ass!!!!!!!! Green Beret hero, ?Vietnam Vet, hero, brave man, or anyone, would U go swimming out recklessly to sea, and I was out quite a ways, remember it was pre-season and no guards were blowing swimmers in closer 2 the shore, but come on, really, I ask U, 2 go swimming out after a large unknown fish that could have a great chance 2B a hungry shark, would U do it? How would U feel right now if U were on this beach, and it was your son or daughter, or wife or husband, or brother or sister, or mother or father, or your best friend, and or lover, suddenly said 2U, that they were going 2 swim out 2 this thing, a 280 pound huge fast moving unknown object 2 or 3 hundred feet out in the open sea? Would U not say, “wo, no way, don’t U dare do it”???? Do I really pose such hard questions, and on top of that, these lifeguards have radios and strong binoculars, he knew B4 going out into the water three damn inches, that it was me, or at least that it was human, and not some freaking fish!!!!!!!! But bringing Donna back into the picture, unfortunately, let me skip the seventies for now where I told U that I would B bringing my story up 2 from my original starting story of encountering Sarah in 1965, around the time Dark Shadows began on television, just as the first summer of not seeing her, was when the show went off the airwaves the prior early April, in 1971. A prior blogging error, I said I worked 4 Tom Faggot Reale the child molester from late July until July the 12th, and I did not want anyone confusing my typo with some fancy I-Ching traveling and Rocky’s Thayer David, as I meant 2 type in LATE JUNE, not LATE JULY!!!!!!!!!! The 80’s will B skipped over as well, 4 right now, so let me start the early nineties, where the end of the world as I knew it came, and I went on SOCIAL SECURITY DISABILITY in the mid-nineties and was soon 2 remember Sarah more vividly and from there, begin my fantastic search and quest to lacote this great being, or on the physical world of my buddy and the great philosopher Plato, I should say, I tried desperately to LOCATE her. In fact, I hit another dead end with Nina Soifer, just 2 weeks ago, after finally thinking I had found one of Sarah’s friends, but it was not the Nina who’s father Al Soifer managed the Trinidad Motel back in the 1960’s. I will not begin to go into all the hell I went through, the hell on jobs, the hell at home with my domineering and dominating mother, and countless unbearable torments that would amaze the twisted mind of Adolf Hitler. One day my mother came home and drank more whiskey than Popeye and Brutus put together, and puked in my bathroom all over, and fell dead out asleep in her room. I went down in the basement of the home and there was something down there that I never blogged about yet. It would B pertinent now 2 talk about as it fits well into what is coming, but lack of time still prevents me currently detailing it. All 4 now that I am willing 2 say is that I injured myself intentionally with this device that was under construction at the time by me, and it caused me to react to certain things in a deadly way, and I knew that I could not work 4 a long time, and my mom and I went on the township municipal welfare system, and the lady there told me how to apply 4 disability, under a psychiatric section and that if a shrink signs off, I would go on this system. My landlady decided to sell the home that we had been renting 3 years, and my mom and I then moved back into an apartment building that we had lived B4 there in 1985 and 1986. After being there a short time I was shown how 2 get on a temporary medical plan and placed on a county food stamp program. My interview with the state psychiatrist came up in the early autumn of 1994, and within 30 days I was on the benefits. All persons that I later went onto meet that were in programs similar to mine, all told me that they needed 2 apply at least twice. My getting on it with such lightning speed, was because I knew that it was time 2 tell the story of my life and 4 once it would work in my favor instead of against me and in enemies’ favor. I told the truth about the World Lab, and Donna Summer, and the 24th century, and all of this is officially documented on files that we all know the feds keep forever, that pertain to my disability claim and benefits. It took no time at all after telling it all, honest and straight, as 2 me, I am just telling the absolute truth, but 2 the world, I am a psychotic paranoid schizophrenic with complex delusions and a lifelong incurable psychiatric medical condition, that put me on quick and life long disability. I know I am not nuts in the head, and Donna can claim all she wants that my sixth dimensional connections R all messed up, as she as much as came out and said indirectly through a clever back door in an early nineteen nineties album that she recorded. She knows all about RPL, HAIR, the overage file, my being pre-planned and destined 2B given this record, World Lab, and her existence there, as she was retraced by me, and it was her out of 599 others that I retraced for nasty purposes, that began 2 receive some strange memories of who I was hundreds of years back in time as Mountainpen, and not in my then-current dreaming sequences of Labber [called in 2007 a Laboratory Technician] Zeejins Arthurs, and from this point managed 2 go into a trance and bring me into it with her back in this time period. She created in her mind, the Atlantic City Medical Center, now the Atlanticare, when the mortal year was dreamed in by the interdream 2B 1986, and in this interactive trance, she was a lab teck there under a head Labber named Doctor Ruthann Tillman North, a relative of the then head of the National Security Agency, the famous under Reagan, Oliver North. She was able to exact her revenge on me by starting all of these little things such as my working so coincidentally at the famous Recorded Publications Lab, in Camden, NJUSAESMWG. I trusted her because she had been my favorite recording artist from late in the 1970’s through the middle eighties when this strange inter-trance was performed on me back here, from her, up there. I never knew she was getting some memories of her life back, as I retraced her at the age she was when she released the song “Dim All the Lights”. This was her last memory of her life. Because she was the one in the harem that I trusted out of 600 retraced women and girls, I allowed a little bit of access to our so called “Andromedan Teck”. Remember, they all were falsely led 2 believe that they had been abducted and taken onto a ‘saucer’ of a sorts, and in a PB, I told U what we told them exactly. She and Sarah have a wild and strange connection, and Sarah somehow, if it is not one and the same mind or sending signal from the 6th-dimension 2 start with, somehow manipulated the MILLIONTH COUNCIL to manipulate their higher self equivalents, the LAWTRONS, or infinity pieces that sprang out of the prior existence cycle, 2 restore to her some memory, and give her a sort of magic ‘knowing’ of my true identity there, and then she naturally declared war on me. This must B why her mother in this current Mountainpen time period, Mary Gaines I believe is her name, visited me on the astral plane and came 2 me in a huge manor with large tall front doors of a strange appearing nature, and kept saying 2 me over and over again, and I can quote this as if it was last night’s dream, not almost 30 years ago in the start of the 1980’s, “Y did U do this 2 my daughter”. At the time in my present mortality, I dismissed this “DREAM” as a ridiculous, U know, 2 many pizzas and ice cream servings B4 bedtime, kind of crazy dream, after all, I never even met Donna, let alone her very nice mother. She was trusted at KSWL with a device that with a little study on her part, as she must have done this when not doing unmentionable things, after all 600, come on, how much vitamin V can a dude take, but Aniwho, I had no way 2 know she was onto me and planning this major revenge, such as the trance into my mind, and all of the other time-manipulation-events or TME activity as we call there at the Lab. So this is how I came 2 work there, find the Hair album, also record other songs at another studio where she cleverly manipulated the vocal-sonics, a simple sampling transfer to lyrical content teck that at the time did not exist, even today, the best egghead software programs sound like they have been doctored, IMHO. When I wrote her that I did this because she was my favorite artist, she must have gotten the biggest laugh in the multiverse. I know she read my note 2 her, from something that as she publicly said shortly thereafter regarding an artist’s style and that it is offensive if technology attempts to duplicate what an artist struggles to achieve over years, a paraphrase yes, BUT SHE SAID AS MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now we could elaborate until moonset tomorrow but permit me now to move on to topic number 2, the church and their last chance B4 [GOD] as [he] is referred 2 on EARTH, decided that this body must officially end, as they no longer served any true spiritual need on this planet, and they belong now to the Brigger third of the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL, and the high commander of them, the great APPOLO-LUCIFER. It is all right in your bible; take not my word 4 any of this!!!!! Also, I did not just change this font, hello MILLIONTH COUNCIL, nice 2CU wake your hack circuits up. Did any of U catch on my prior blog that when I was talking about them B4, Anything about Sarah and Donna and this evil third of the great MC, THE BRIGGERS, stuff happens mister Copperfield!!!!!!!!!!!!! Remember I said the millionth council, and it came out the MILLIONTOUNCIL?????? Stacey and her jack hack attack, at it again huh, beautiful girl??????? Aniwho, so back to the churches of the world. They were given a last huge opportunity 2 witness the biggest miracle that would have proven spirituality out 2B real, just B4 the scientists started 2 convince the majority of the population whether they all admit it publicly or not, that there is no God, and that the bible can B totally disproved scientifically. The truth is that this is the biggest bunch of fucking horse shit in the 8th dimensional reshuffle into the Lawtrons. The spiritual is not real the way that U think of when U think about [real], as this is the most dangerous word next to antimatter nucleonic technology or ANT. [Real] is what is not real, if any reader can presently deal with the epitome of misnomers and oxymoron’s. Back on point, I tried and so did Jim Burr, to show the churches all the truths in my life, proving beyond doubt that there is a world out side of this tiny puny reality, the ‘spiritual’ if U insist upon this word. We tried for many long years from the start of 1974 after my treasure hunting father went back to Baton Rouge, LAUSAESMWG, upon completing a five week visit after not seeing him all through ages eleven through eighteen. Jim and I met at a computer school I call Acki in my copyritten book, “The Permission Barrier”. Its real name was the PROFESSIONAL CAREERS INSTITUTE. I learned the programs of BASIC, COMMON BUSINESS ORIENTED LANGUAGE OR COBOL, REPORT PROGRAM GENERATOR OR RPG, and FORMULA TRANSLATION OR FORTRAN. Today’s teck laughs at 1973, the year that I attended the PCI. Yet stories I could reveal about the Miss Zenkis deal and the computers I played with back in 1970 that were 50 years ahead of their time, would blow your minds if ever I really told it all!!!!! No, the church was on its last legs, and Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle, your ALL MIGHTY GOD knew that I was potentially a last resort, a test case and litmus test all rolled up into one like Captain Picard’s lovely girlfriend and her rolled up keyboard that went back in time 3 centuries and landed in the QVC shopping cable-TV network, saw it there last night while flipping through channels, ain’t life utterly amazing????? So much 4 Queen Victoria Callio and Ann Silva King, and Studio Park, and all of the bizarre twists and turns of the famous Route #9 that winds around the Holy Spirit High School of Pleasantville, NJUSAESMWG, but let me now terminate the church part of this text, that believe me, will B expanded on later when more time permits me, just call me a Dolby X Compounded Signal booster, only I’ll B printing off, instead of sounding off, TEN-HUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The churches of this world could have saved themselves from extinction, but whether anyone can ever know the way I do, what really is going on in all of these bigger pictures, but if they had listened and watched and seen, all that was revealed and shown them from 1974 through 1988, during these 14 years of critical times on this Earth, things would not have happened that rendered the major faiths targets of major ridicule, and I of course am the last one 2 speak, and U know Y and I will say no more or not more than 600 words anyway, hopefully. No, the attacks on all of the major belief systems came when SSJKK judged the churches 2B no longer viable 4 her purposes of saving humanity from itself and its utter wickedness, [SIN]. Oh, do not take my word 4 puke; just write to the Family Stations, INC, out in Oakland, CAUSAESMWG, and direct your comments about anything I ever tell, and then mix it up with the opinions of their president and general manager, Mister Harold Camping. He is a fine gentleman after the very heart and soul of the great Jehovah. He knows the churches died, but only I know precisely how and Y they did, and how they could have averted this, but they chose to stay in the darkness, hay, anyone can sit in the darkness; it costs money to run electricity. It is always easier to do nothing, so most people DO JUST THAT, NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!! Someday the full church details, and more on the Zenkis stuff, will all come out of the darkness as well, and out into the light. The matter sucking hell hole on Tennessee Avenue will not prevail, nor is any other of Dogtown’s gates, and this also is 100% totally SCRIPTUAL. END TRANSMISSION.

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