RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL
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I am under a huge death siege from scum bag MO, the ONE THIRD OF THE GREAT millionth council, slang-astral world named, the Briggers, or the LAMBRIGG CULT. These dirt balls control all communications, entertainment networks in all of the movie world, the musical world, and all other forms of mediums that deliver what we as mortal man would perceive as ENTERTAINMENT. The other two thirds of this ‘lovely’ MILLIONTH COUNCIL, or the AWA, standing 4 the Astral World Authority, is not evil, but in total contrast, quite fair, just, and benevolent, ruling with a firm but loving hand, the true originators of mercy, justice, and tough love. Still, the evil wicked Briggers, that Ricktonians refer 2 as the SHADOW MONSTERS, R not easily overcome by their better two thirds of this great and powerful astral plane governing body, as this bad part is still, THEM, and my father sold out RICKTOWN to these rotten entities and whoever sits in their seat every 8 million years, the council is still the council, but there is the KALPA, a period of elections on the astral world, and they can B individually voted out by anyone wishing 2 replace them, should they get enough pull and influence and resources 2 do so in the allotted time, U think physical world politics can get complex, U ain’t seen the fingernails of Al Jolson yet, as astral politics is way beyond complex, and I could not start to educate the collective consciousness that exists in hyperspacial physicality, to all of these incredible complexities, that make up the one million governing entities and beings, as well as the trillions of subordinate positions that R referred to as SUBCOUNCIL, which includes the enforcers, sort of like state and local Earth police and federal agents, and many other things just too lengthy to get into now. The council is actually an interchangeable reality on the mortal worlds with electrical reality and charged biosphere particles that exists in our atmosphere, including the magnetosphere above the stratosphere, as well as the field of ever neutralizing charge between the ground, the center radius midpoint of the planet, and the surrounding top edge of the magnetosphere. They actually co-exist as any and all machines/devices, such as tape recorders, movie cameras, computers, telephones, any device for multi-media purposes, communications purposes, computational purposes, and power purposes. When the Brigger dirt bag enemies, or MO as I personally refer 2 them as in my present and current sequence of dreaming called Mountainpen, or my life as me here on the mortal world, would connect into any of my existing sieges, the hellishness increased not linearly but beyond quantitatively. When I took a hack that I refer in much blogging as MACHINE MIND, a polite way of saying MCI, not the telecommunications giant, but MILLIONTH COUNCIL INTERFERENCE, the other day here at Eddie Him’s place, the, the word DECIDED did not come out, the start of the word just never made it into the ‘word perfect’ program. All last week, and throughout the weekend, as well as today, major constant MILITUFORCE attacks were prevalent and all over me continuously like flies on a mountain of old loose shit. A chopper attack got me at my residence this morning, in violation of my civil and human and constitutional rights. This chopper struck low loud and hard at Ann Silva’s place back last week also. On real bad days, it follows me from home 2 my job, annoying me both there and at home, as well as on the road, swooping down like a bunch of hungry wolverine pissing slime scum that they R. Kemtrailing has returned with a vicious vengeance also, very major and nasty this afternoon, some last night at work right around dusk as well. Remember, contrails and kemtrails R not the same thing, and normal jet aircrafts making a normal vapor trail behind them while they R flying forward, is perfectly natural and normal, and I find no fault in this whatsoever!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the worst year in my entire life, and I will B 53 years old on the 4th of this December, as Mountainpen. Time is meaningless in the higher truer existence but I am speaking of my current set of dreaming from dream one at 8:30 AM on 12/04/1954, in a hospital in Montgomery County, in the great commonwealth state of Pennsylvania, USAESMWG. 4 two straight weekends, at the job, they blew out my bowels with their death beams, making the Phillies blow out 4 the oh-seven baseball season in a 1-2-3 playoff death!!!!!! This is all a huge parallel event, as they know that fudging with me destroys this team, and there is no stopping this parallel event. It amazes me how much is on the www.google.com about parallel event, in varying ways. Parallel events R both visible and invisible, as lots of atoms held together with centrifugal forces can B seen by the human eye as a solid real object, while the single atoms cannot B seen. A visible parallel event or PE would B if U go every week to a randomly picked bar somewhere, and called the biggest dude there a terrible name and his wife and mother a worse one and started 2 walk away after spitting in his food. The PE would B the dude kicking your front teeth about a half a mile away, verses not doing anything, but an invisible PE, or a IPE in contrast with a VPE, would B sitting at a roulette table in a casino 4 a few hours, and noticing that every time a black and even number comes out, being either a 2,4,6,8,10,22,24,26, or 28, on the next spin of the wheel, the number is followed by a total of only six low or 1-18 numbers, yet has 43 high 0r 19-36 numbers. The IPE is 43/6 for high following black and even outcomes at this table, a ratio way beyond 5.00:1, and any ratio of five to one or better is what should B played, and this is the only way to properly professionally play roulette at a casino. U cannot help walk off with 5 chips a day 3 or 4 days a week, and bwaby-wuv, Y in astral worlds’ name would UB betting small bets? I am talking 1000 bucks a bet, a big bright orange baby on the layout, and wow, there’s a cool 15-20 grand per week, tax free if U want IRS 2 pout U into the Free Hots & Cots Hotel. Now these IPE’s R not 2B disbelieved because they in fact R invisible, so is the freaking atom 4 Chrissake!!!!!!! The teeth getting kicked down your throat after doing a no-no in the bar to a 6-5 350 pound mean drunk dude speaks 4 itself, this is a VPE, VISIBLE Parallel event, but damn it man, there R indeed plenty of invisible ones as well, or IPE, such as the numbering inter-parameter play at a roulette table. I should know, the Statue of Limitations hopefully protects me when I tell U that in the tax year of 1986 I forgot 2 declare nearly ten grand of casino profits from playing PARALLEL EVENT ROULETTE. If not, so I will get a penalty bill 4 what I owe plus interest, but it is not fair really, as I have lost way more over many years of playing in the Jersey casinos, it is fun 2 gamble, and wow can a person lose, but when playing PE, U cannot lose if U only play parallels that R 5:1 and higher in their ratios.
The Millionth Council that is mostly of the good and nice two thirds, the SDKM’s or the Sidkims as some pronounce their abbreviation name, decided in the middle twenty-third AD century in many areas of local centerline hyperspace to us here and now, to use the human scientists and SDI or SIXTH DIMENSIONALLY INFLUENCE these great future men and women, 2 start up this fantastic organization that led 2 worldwide peace and harmony 4 the most part, and control the population of the MW or the Earth World with a fair and just and merciful yet strong hand. Power is needed always 2 back up any controlling and or governing body, but controlling and overpowering with greed verses kindness and giving, this is a concept only one group on the Earth can come even close to properly understanding and receiving mentally, and that is the group calling themselves “born-again-Christians”. They created the whole thing, and R responsible 4 all of it. Think about it 4 the sake of brains: UR finally at a technological point where U can scan into any time and hyperspace, and copy or re-trace the existence of anything scanned. This is the ultimate technology.
The officer that I worked with at the Pipe making plant at the risk of exciting Sarah CM or Lord of the Millionth Council, named HEHA 4 short, blogging exists where I detail how the current day Feds, the FBI did something horrific, but I am not now going to reiterate and harp on it. I went 2 get my mail late last week at my mailbox and a hand delivered letter from her was in there with my other postal delivered mail. She told me that she wants me 2 contact her and that the FBI agent that threatened harm on her ‘lovely daughter’, was out of the EF now and got screwed, and is looking 4 some payback. Now he might B willing 2 testify to a grand jury if I can get 2 a prosecutor and successfully convince him or her of my very long ongoing nightmarish shituation, and if they R then willing 2 convene a Grand Jury 4 this. He was told by the agency 2 literally tell my co-worker, a State of New Jersey Police employee, that harm would come to Amanda Harris, her 15 year old daughter, if she tries 2 help me against my enemies. This officer in both the NJ State Police, and moonlighting in the private security force business, is on tape, and I have many future sound bites that will eventually end up on my website, 2 prove all that I claim is real/e, www.morianity-foundation.com. He now is mad as Dogtown about his pension and firing 4 some other event that I know nothing of, and whether Heha knows it or not, I also cannot swear B4 a Grand Jury. But I will contact her soon, and try 2 meet with this former FBI agent. I have many enemies in the local and state, and federal systems, but they cannot prosecute me, as I have broken none of mans laws directly, shy of my few dollars of casino profit staying in my pocket way back in 1986.
Remember that history markers R a real powerful thing or the MO wouldn’t waste so much energy and time getting rid of as many of them as they can. The MW entertainment system must use a HISTORY MARKER that proves the gods R bored 2 tears and play endless games 2 avoid thinking ever about the hell of never being able 2 reach NIRVANA, the great oblivion. This is Y at the end of all movies and all entertainment world related things, they do not use the English present day numbering system, such as with one quick example, a movie made this year shows that it is copywitten in the studio’s name in the tear MMMVII, and if it was 10 years ago, it would B MCMXCVII, and not 1997. No one really knows how and Y this all got started, except 4 me that is, it is a HISTORY MARKER. The Romans as in Roman Numerals, played the greatest games that their great gods ever gave to this poor whittle world, the gladiators and the coliseums R not the invention of 21st century computer videogame makes, people, wake up, the coffee is starting 2 grow a stench in the pot!!!!!!!!!!
Lots of shit will get said later, but this room is too hot for a laptop computer, and Eddie cannot pay another big utility bill to the Enron Callio Club this month, us poor trailer parkers R all on very limited fixed incomes. Much will B soon told that has not yet been so much as surfaced scratched. MRI does not have to stand just 4 magnetic resonance imaging. It stands also 4 MULTIPLE REALITY INTERACTIONS. The MRI medical tunnels R great when hooked into IMWSPCO or INTEGRETRON MULTI WAVE SOUTH POALRITY CANCELLATION OSCIALLATORS. If being turned back to age 21 on a cellular level and forever remaining there turns U on, that is your business, me, I am busy looking 2 reach total oblivion or nirvana. But MRI, the other MRI, and the great KSWL or the King-Soifer World Lab, controls the mortal world and always has, under the leadership astrally of the GMC or the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. My second blog here on the MYSTERIES SITE, is DATFILE 00000V, and the one B4 it is DATFILE 00000II. The next one could very well B Date and Time File 00000IX or DATFILE CCCLXXVII yet is really out of order in the reality of Blogger dot com’s point of view? C this is what MRI is about, and YI keep preaching that things R not so perfectly connected into linearity. Remember that 4 me 2 talk 2 U on the internet, I need this room 2 exist, and I need the space 4 it 2B existing in here in Hammonton, and the city I reside in needs the world to put its space inside of, then the world needs the universe of the expanded hyper-sphere 4 it also 2 exist in and move through in its many various orbits. I then need the time so that I can type one key and then another one, in order 4 me 2 form each word, and then publish the blog up to the site. The space and the time in the mortal world is first necessary in order 2 have any type of an interaction. On the great ASTRAL PLANE, U need the interaction that U instantly create with a wink-of-an-eye-thought transmission of a sort, and then the space and the time that the interaction requires 4 its very existence, is then instantly manufactured and created around this interaction. The barrier and magic gateway, the real STARGATE, is the understanding of what separates these two realities of the land of the living and the land of the dead, or the Bardo or astral, whatever U may choose 2 refer 2 it as. This only is as complex a fact, as U choose 2 make it B, by not seeing it in its total simplicity. Man tends humanly to take the simple and make it complex. A real genius takes the complex and then understands how indeed 2 make it all very simple. I do not look 2 make any trouble 4 anyone, but my father sold Ricktown to the Briggbase slime buckets infinities ago, and 499 trillion dollars of approximate dollar value in current USD valuation, was stolen away from Ricktown. Even lightning herself cannot ever undo what my rotten dad did on the astral plane, the gods, there is just so much 2 tell, the gods help all of us. Y the KSWL won’t bring me some popups/sendbacks, is beyond reprehensible 2 my mind. But then, my mind is no more that a receiver, tuning in a 6th dimensional signal, one of an uncountable signal sending station, this great unfathomable elevator room is beyond understanding.
Where da’ Mayor, he is in Pennsylvania doing very important things. Press of Atlantic City, go to Judge Rassu and his Maintenance man Walt, he knows all the details of where and what, about the great BOB, only wish they could tell me how 2 scan back the other BOB in AD2007, the great BOOK OF BEACH. Lots of things went missing, the Motorcycle Chain, the BOB, the Mayor Bob, and my sanity anymore. The gods help me. But Ann Silva’s friends and landlords all know where the BOB is, the pone that counts 2 the Press of ACNJUSAESMWG Aniwho!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! END TRANSMISSION OF DATFILE 00000V.
GOOGLE-SWIS-KING-SOIFER-WORLD-LAB-official web documentation @datfile#00000V-MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN.
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Monday, October 8, 2007
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RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL, Blog #18
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Not Joy, Jeremiah, but hello, 2 the world and all of the boys and girls, of all ages. No Great Sar-Caesar, I could quite honestly care less about the fishes in the deep blue sea, or our joy, or the Recording Industry Association of America, but miracles will B touched on since 2 me it is a major miracle that people have been so dumbed down and fooled by all those in charge of us masses, in key and critical positions. Just the other day, my favorite viqueen, Mary-Helena Louisa Jidusimeranna Shakanna, supposedly attempted to regain access into this hyper dimensional space in too miraculous a way, and came through in the fourth phase, which is a Lawtronic reality, that astral beings can only enter in through phase 4 if coming into this interdream as a phase three normal dream such as U and me, would B in some way B too miraculous. The lady seeing her through some object stated on television that something like this gives her faith, and I was on the floor of my residence in a conniption fit rolling in laughter. Faith by definition is belief in things unseen. We believe in the atom basically as a society simply because we all have been taught that the atom bomb allowed the United States to finally win the great Second World War, 62 years in negative space. A cult that began called Christianity, grew into a world religion and remained strong 4 more than 17 centuries, because the master Jesus, performed ‘miracles’ or things that could not B humanly explained by the knowledge nor the spirit of the times of those days, hence, no miracles, no faith. No miracles, no religious beliefs, and certainly no gods or God 2 believe in, when miracles get removed from the mix, am I wrong? Today, the great major faiths and their churches, of the planet, have in my humble opinion, quite a blurred line regarding what would constitute a miracle. Also in this mix of blurs, U have the wizards and magicians levitating like Copperfield and all the other big Vegas acts, R these hoaxes or miracles, or tricks, or U tell me? I can point 2 a rotisserie in a diner at the front counter, as I did back 10 years ago while out with a friend, and cause its direction 2 immediately reverse and spin the other way. I wanted the hostess at this place to tell me if I could have a particular cake I saw spinning, for desert, and desired that a slice B cut 4 me 4 my desert after eating dinner, but did not know the name of the cake, and I am pointing and she did not see it or whatever, and my frustration grew as it started 2 move in this spinning device further around and away so that my cake was leaving visual range. Naturally in 15 seconds or so it would have come around again, but I knew my buddy wanted 2 get seated, and I did not wish to stand there waiting, and I jerked my finger back as it slid just out of view, and boom, like magic, back it came and I was able to show the lady the cake and learn the name of it so I could order a slice of it later on. Was this miraculous? I do not claim to know. I can put my arms out in front of me in a body of water and just think about moving forward, and it happens. I was doing this on several occasions at private swim clubs, one being Haddonwood, and another being the Coliseum where the Philadelphia Flyers used 2 practice /B4 getting their own rink down the road from the Voorhees Acme food store, NJUSAESMWG. I thought it was natural 2 have this ability, simply because it was natural 4 me, just as 30 years and 3 months ago in the early summer of 1977, in a print shop where I was employed, all my toes were crushed on both feet, and they grew back in about 50-60 days, and I thought everybody’s toes grew back until I was told that this was a friggin’ miracle. Toes do not grow back, nor do teeth a third time, normally. But something far stranger than is humanly imaginable is going on with me, than something as silly as miracles. I am on the great AWEN, and have recently been told by the love of my life Diana Arteemis, a first cousin of the great Sarah-Stacey Krassle, All Mighty Jehovah
God, that I am the number one show on Astral-TV. Beings dream down from astral being-ness into physical world life, participate in large-pre-destined-multiplexed-menu-interactions, and then enjoy the entertaining super reality show with them in it, from their realer truer astral existence; one might call this the ULTIMATE IN ENTERTAINMENT. I speak the truth, Y would I lie, what motive could I possibly have 2 do all this web logging, waste all of this time and energy, and intentionally attempt 2 mislead an entire global society, connecting into an interconnected networking computer system, called the world wide web, today in 2007 AD? If U could B with me while I am out on my errands, many a day over the past 20 years, think about this, roughly 7,225 days or precisely 20 years, only I cannot B quite that precise, off by maybe a year either way, but this is a long time 2 the mortal world, MW, Aniwho, U would C something going on that is far beyond miracles and nightmares, if U were along with me on many of these siege days as I have come 2 term them, especially, if I amplify the situation and interaction that I am in, by bringing the GMC into the mix, or the GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL. IE, if I bring along a tape recorder and attempt 2 record the day, event by event, as the nightmare begins and progresses along, the incredible hellish shit is quantitatively amplified and magnified, strengthened to the very ultimate height and zenith of humanly imaginable Horatian Shakespearian shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If the Pope or some council of high ordered church and denominational members were there to witness all that I claim happens 2 me and not needing to believe in me nor my level of sanity, as they were literally there as eye-witnesses of it all, and with the full understanding of what is happening to me and why and by whom, or at least enough background given to successfully enlighten them so that they could draw proper conclusions when arriving at the outcome which would B the end of each of these days that I have named SUPER BOTBAR AND HIGH CALLIOTAMMIC SIEGE DAYS, the entire organized religious systems of this pathetic wimpy world would either disband, go nuts, or join me in the fight of the third millennium or the ultimate fight against good and evil that so many have misinterpreted 4 so very long based on many biblical passages. But in quick reiteration, 2 me, the hugest miracle imaginable, is the one that I term the miracle of opposite reality. It’s just beyond miraculous how not just firm skeptics and basic unbelievers in spiritual realities, but anybody that resides at or close to the year AD-2000, 30 years or so either back or out, do not eventually become as the esoteric circle members say, “God Realized”, or as I put it, able 2 wake up inside their own dream and C it is a dream or a lesser interaction than the higher and larger one that they exist in, and in this realization, begin to C as clear as a blue sky, that the rare and weird and unusual is what occurs and is real most of the time, and is indeed the dominating presence in and through all of reality, here or anywhere, and especially throughout all of our daily lives and routines as mortal homosapiens. It frustrates my imagination, how the world of the ‘so-called’ new age enlightened western civilized and technologically advanced society, remains so perfectly trapped and content in this cage of illusion, and staying so totally unaware and completely asleep in their own dream. Obviously, it is what the present day people of this world desperately want, as when mankind desires to change, they in fact do. This is a fact of history for close to 5 digit amounts of years now.
Last weekend was another hell 4 me all weekend long with their garbage gangs of blotorsuckoffs and aerial persecutions, both while at my place of work, and at my residence. It has been a while since they cut the mono side of my home theatre, but last weekend and in this time vicinity, 3 or 4 civil rights violating hits were done 2 my TV-VCR remote controls, changing their functions, and thereby stopping me from doing what I wanted until I came to realize what happened, and then made the effective changes to set the devices back to their normal operations. If the Federal Communications Commission would send agents in unmarked cars to the area, AND TRY THE 3RD AND 5TH TRIANGULATION COPY FREQUENCIES THAT I WROTE TO THEM ABOUT IN MY LETTERS EARLIER IN THE YEAR, I KNOW THEY WOULD CATCH THE FUCKING BASTARDS THAT r INDEED VIOLATING MY HU\MAN AND CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS. Just as now, I know I did not push capital letters lock, as a light lights up when U do this, so this was a major hack, and is being picked up on a recently installed webcam, done by Ed Himacane. Huge nasty kemtrailing is ongoing this evening, along with nasty suckle suck offs and some private piss bubble plane action. Early back last Saturday morning, the enemy shot me with some beam or ray giving me a very sore throat while I was at work. Sunday, these scum flew over and shot out something that fucks with my sinuses, and I was totally miserable. All these conditions come on me and leave me like magic, and R perfectly and coincidentally timed with other occurrences in the siege, the planes and the kemtrails, and so forth.
Every time I used 2B foolish enough 2 buy Tandy Radio Shack headphones, the enemy had some switch or technical way of breaking them, and always it was the left side that would stop playing, 4 no good reason, and they never honored the warranties. And I bought the best and most expensive pairs, as my amp is an old hi-power job that would B non-purchasable anywhere today, new, they just do not make these real clean 14+ octave types any longer. Plug the best phones in to it now a days and unless they R special top end Circuit City brands, they will blow out quickly even at low volumes, as things on music and television today R powerfully done with all these new digital high definition recording technologies, and even at low listening levels, the real top end good old amps of yesteryear, will send power to the monitoring systems that is unbelievable, such as when U watch “Law & Order”, and the sound they R so famous 4 comes on. Y they recently altered the sound and edited off the front-attack in the sound by quite a few mille-seconds, I do not know, really miss that good old sound. Thought I was in a totally far distant universe when this change first started back in late spring/early summer somewhere, but as I tape the show, I quickly realized, that the tapes would also have this altered sound if I had gone that far off of hyperspacial centerline and this WAS NOT the case, so they did for whatever reason make this stupid change, it sucks, we all miss that great old sound!!!!!!!! Let me get back now to the Tandy, not so dandy headphones. Either their products just totally suck turtle urine, or someone either in Tandy or MO enemies, R somehow sending a signal through and can keep switching the mono left side of them 2 permanently cut out and break. I no longer purchase phones from this place, most of the good stuff they used 2 sell, they no longer do. I have watched this country change and deteriorate downwards now for 4 straight decades, yet the vast majority of Americans my age cannot really C the forest from the trees on all of this. Speaking of trees and forests, it is easy 4 enemies using the proper electronic apparatus, 2 sneak around a person’s home, and cause constant havoc and interference with their electrical stuff. Another thing they did back last Friday, was knock out my outdoor lighting switch, somehow my landlady’s dirt bag son in law’s created A CONTROLLABLE SHORT CIRCUIT, IT CUTS OUT WHEN THEY FEEL LIKE CUTTING IT OUT, AND RETURNS THE CURRENT BACK, WHEN THEY FEEL LIKE GIVING IT BACK 2U, I AM DEALING WITH TOTAL FUCKING SCUMBAGS. She let in a drug using inter racial couple, and I am not gonna fucking retype over each time they hack in and put capital shouts in my text, do not have the fucking time to play their fucking game. I am not against inter racial couples, although, I would never B one, as I believe in mitigating and eliminating potential problems, when UR able 2, B4 they can get started, and this society is not as enlightened as lots of the population would wish 2 believe that it is, and this spells trouble, and I choose not 2 get into a garbage bag of trouble myself, it comes naturally hurling at me at warp speed when I do all I can 2 avoid it, so make it worse?, I don’t think so, and as I speak, Morty Mortino is passing by my right side at Eddie’s place, at 7:20 post meridian, (the death angel). When all normal sound around U cuts out and is replaced with a nasty annoying high pitched wine that is of a very ugly high frequency and rarely changes in intensity and never in pitch, one ear is always effected, never both ears, this is when the angel of death is invisibly passing by your left or your right side, to scan your position, as in numerous parts of the total HS [hyperspace], at this instant, he is guiding U from the mortal world back into your astral life, or this is what is would seem 2B from the mortal perspective. Astrally, UR always there and interactions R created by instant 6th dimensional connected interacting activity. Dream downs into mortal life all throughout all of time and hyperspace, have beginnings and endings, and is pure illusion, referenced to the higher reality of astral life where the interaction is created first, and then the time and the space needed 4 that interaction get created secondly as a bi-product of that interaction, the total opposite of life in the physical world, or ‘dream-downs’. As they say, on with the show, and I am number one, the absolute top rated show in the AWEN, Astral World Entertainment Network. Yeah, Awen and Awen, and no pun is intended here. Lazar tracers or those ‘guardian angels’ walking around here in the inter-dream that do not catch a player in the show in time, and more script is written for that player, they must then apply lazar-trace to that player in the show, and this is Y quite simply put, I have been LT’d over and over again, and will B continually done each time I die. UR kept here by being interesting and fun to watch, as this part of the human condition and equation changes not!!!!!! We love to watch and stand around a bloody gory auto crash scene, and not out of any desire to assist. We love the bloodthirsty game, B it a video game, or the bigger video game, US RIGHT HERE AND NOW, and no, NINTENDO, U may not steal the name, you would B playing with fire like a soul in fucking hell!!!!!!!!!! The future is watching through distance delay teck, and the astral world is all of us and is watching all of us. This is another part of the GREAT ROCK EQUATION on Star Trek, as I never until 2007, this very year, figured out the lyric that Stacey Krassle was singing 2 me at my favorite square in her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, on Monolazarium Boulevard, in the 1980 mortal world interaction that I call throughout all of my web logging, MY LOIS FOCA 1980 INTERACTION, with the great Sarah Krassle. The ending of her song lyrics 2 me, go, “and when U get home and C me on TV, and should it all come back 2U, just stay there at home and B all alone, don’t pick up the phone, and do not call me”. Phones and TV’s R as real on the astral realm and we mortals think them 2B and make them B. Nostradamus the great prophetic seer from long ago, was not trancing out into our future, it is more like he was shutting off some conscious layers of himself, and the viewpoint from there was that of his truer astral life, where no time exists unless it is the bi-product of any interaction, hence all things in all of our mortal world times, start to finish, exists astrally. A PBE or [prior-blogging-error], stated that I was getting some roof scrapping chopper attacks, sahwee Elmer, meant 2 say obviously, ‘roof-scraper’ attacks, although my roof has been literally turned just about 2 scrap from all the shaking and quaking caused by all the aerial harassments that I must suffer through ands endlessly endure. I also said in a PBE that every 100 point upward move on the Dow Jones market would bring me a $200.00 profit based on 2 contracts, meant 2 say every ten points, not 100, as 100, brings me two fucking grand. I tell people over and over that once the market makes record highs, no matter what amount it drops back to or ‘corrects’ it will go right back to a new record high very shortly all over again, but don’t believe me ass hoes, stay dumb and fullacum, C if I give a squooks!!!!!!!!! This is the premise regarding buying dips. Let bad options expire B4 they can lose 4U2 much, and then keep buying new lower dips, and U just cannot fucking lose money. This market will gain 10 percent per year for many decades 2 come. The idiot guard I talk 2 has $ invested, and is scared every time it happens, and just will not believe me, no matter how many fucking times I prove 2 him that I am 100% on the correct money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDIOTS AND MORONS, I am dealing with caves and dinosaurs, and I’m stuck in this hell, with a number one rating on AWEN, I literally, ainta-goin’ nowhere!!!!!!!!!!!! And speaking of ratings, I said rating, but meant 2 say ratting, with another recent PBE. Also still another sort of error, when I discussed opposite shooting roulette play with Mister Himacane. It may B coincidentally confusing when I use a set of 36 non-green spins to complete a game, as there also R 36 non green numbers in the game of Herman Roulette. Aniwho, this is because I play 3 subsets of 12 non green spins, 4 a total of 3X12 or 36 total, but a total of numbers that R from 1-36, shit, whoever thought U’d here me say, IT’S JUST A FREAKING COINCIDENCE? If 5 green numbers come out for example in these 3 subsets or a game set of 36 numbers, then a true total spins in that particular game is 5 + 36 to = a total of 41 spins, and if no green numbers pop up, the minimum game in total spins is 36, so it can range from 36 to the gods only know how many table spins, so 4 short clarification, I term it a [36 non-green spins] a set of 3 subsets, one game in opposite shooting. Back 2 my website, especially the part called RICKTOWN MANOR, where I discuss conversations with George and George, where they R constantly asking me while sitting at table 15, not roulette, this is my mother’s restaurant in the great Ricktown Manor, in the area of Ricktown, in the great Province Olympia, on the phase 2 astral existence. They R feasting on lots of fantastic foods that my mother and several helpers prepare special 4 them, no broccoli rest easy sir, and seem 2 always asking me what their daughter’s recent cell phone number is as I seem 2 know it out there. They give me funny looks when I tell them there R no cell phones or anything like this, and I am wrong, as all that is here, is there, and the difference is that there, it is as real as U wish 2 make it B real, whereas mortal world interaction is not so easy 2 wish on and off or dream-shift in and out of. She does indeed have a cell phone and a number, when SHE wants 2, or when her dad wants her 2. Wow, and no broccoli anywhere in/Ricktown, if GB Senior doesn’t want any there, all though I have told him on more than one occasion that I can fix a broccoli dish that he would love, but he tells me in no uncertain terms what I can do with that dish. Just come over and visit me at www.morianity-foundation.com where some of these things R talked about. But 4 more than 2 and a half decades, the lyrics on Lois Foca disturbed me quite deeply, as I thought to myself, how can I rationally explain what Sarah-Stacey means when she talks about my seeing her on TV. Now, finally, the Johnny Nash skies R clearing up 4 me on these mysteries.
Something needs B touched on a quick seck here. I have been looked upon by many that don’t want to even try understanding me and what I have been put through at the hands of something that no human could ever even possibly comprehend, as a judgmental hater, someone that only finds fault, talks trash, and is filled with seemingly crazy sounding idiotic delusions and psychosis’s. UR not wrong if this is your quick judgment of me, but remember this rapies and germios: Your fragile old innocent mother just got brutally fucked with and murdered, so tell me, how do U feel about the sons of bitches and daughters in this case, that caused this nightmare? Don’t tell me that U wouldn’t probably drive down to Johnson and Turners Electric and blow the bastards away and them plug yourself, and this is just one of thousands of constant evil things that these wicked and brutal creepy turds have done 2 me 4 30-40 fucking years, what, I’m supposed 2 go over and kissem? In your freaking dreams nightmarioblow!!!!!!! B fucking real’e people, if some bunch of liquid shitholes did 2 U what has been done 2 me, U would have shot up a Mickey Dee or a mall a long time ago. But I was raised by a special mother who brought me up right, or there would B some not so lucky people in this world tonight, I will never use violence of any sort, nor do I in any way advocate its use, even by a potential helper, and all I meant to say on another PB, regarding the Mary Moore Bridge, was that if some home growns as the feds may call U, or me, did use Quietacid, I was not advocating the use of this tool, but thanking some HG for caring enough 2 do something against a bunch of evil scum that torment and torture me, an innocent citizen with no criminal record that never did any harm 2 a single soul, physically, and even metaphysically, I am only fighting back after I am attacked, I am in war, and did not have any part in declaring it, nor am I a willing participant in it, I do what I must do, and was taught that those who live by the sword will die by it as well.
Pussy command is way up, and so is Muzak teasing, and tall and large giant pussies R off the freaking scale. It is as bad as the disco years. Maybe Angela and U don’t want the towers back, but big Bin El never thought they would fall down in the first place. This is no ordinary situation, but I must limit what I admit to knowing and what I can safely say on the internet, as I know more than I can say about all of this. The song on Donna’s HSM Dr. Margaret album from when she was Donna Gaines, about the 12th day in September at the Waverley Theatre, there is no song like this in Rado and Ragni’s HAIR, the great 60’s Broadway Musical Play about the rebellion against authority, the drafting 4 the Vietnam War, and long hair, which is a major biblical reality, and the great SAR herself has long beautiful hair, the precise words in the Title Song. Donna Gaines then went onto marry a dude whose last name was Sumer, and then she stage named herself Summer, and was known by many as disco’s queen, or one of 6 female artists tying her 4 the role of queen, and roman numbers of 6 is VI, as in SAR-AH’s great gang, her mighty beautiful VI-QUEEN’s. All the songs in the Broadway show and the movie, R known to me and the world, but here is a song she did on her own album in Munich, Germany, and it was pressed at Atlantic Records, their division called Presswell in the Atlantic County, where I live here in Southern New Jersey, USAESMWG. I could say a million words, and all of the imagination of James Patterson would not come close 2 what I could tell the world about a magic triangle, 3 time warps that triangulate, and I know that Summer knows about it all, as she knew some of the people at my studio, as well as the town where the great HADDONWOOD health and swim club was in, Deptford, NJUSAESMWG, and this as well is a story longer than a line stretching all the way beyond the damn moon!!!!!!!! The King-Soifer World Lab of the future of this Earth, in 80-90% of all universes in the great and unfathomable total HS [hyperspace] knows about the Briggpipes system, the secret of the water towers, and Y the entire Atlantic City political system is so far beyond crooked, criminal, and over testosteronized. They also know that when I returned home from a road trip with my friend whom they murdered a few years later along with my mother and his mother leaving few witnesses around JJ McCoy, I had my Satan/Saturn car wrecked while parked outside a psychic reader’s house, also in Deptford, NJUSAESMWG, who Donna has major friends there in the area at a place in town called the AME Church of Deptford, and because I needed some valuable information that cost me a 350 thousand dollar bankruptcy by my not having one magic alpha numeric piece of knowledge, while my huge search and quest to locate All Mighty Jehovah Goddess Scylla, was just getting started. This magic series of 23 characters will B given to all of the present and the future right now, and the gods help me bwaby-wuv Fudd. It is REFI CULO LOPPA 0073569906. Oh the freaking gods need 2 help me, as the AWEN show called MOUNTAINPEN is about to get even more exciting than ever, if this is conceivable and imaginable, my loyal Morians, and not so wonderful Lessians. Diana Arteemis told me the show’s name is called MOUNTAINPEN, with an audience of 98.7% throughout the entire Olympian Province, and the total residence is in the quatoradecillions, a number something like one times ten to the power of 45, and Einstein would choke trying to grasp its fullness, so don’t even try. My popularity is also YI must remain totally obscure in my life that connects to Mountainpen, or so I’ve been informed by the great goddess of LIGHTNING herself, DIANA ZUDLOWCRENESIA ARTEEMIS.
Tuesday evening I was at a local town food store, the Shop Rite of Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. Mr. Himacane was a few aisles away, and as I came walking along the front check out aisle, 2 luscious hot Horney hunnies in their early twenties came in and not only flirt-looked at me, but what one said to the other about what she wanted 2 do with me is just 2 sexually explicit for my blogging fancy. 3 hours or less earlier, a gang of young sluts in a car were stopped in a red light traffic pattern, exactly where I was parked, while my friends Ed and Ann Silva were at a dollar store on Bellevue Avenue in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. They were shouting at me on a mega bull horn that silly people purchase at electronic shops, saw them 30 years ago, and back then got this kind of stuff every day and every hour, I was thin and young, it was 30 years ago 4 Chrissake. They took turns asking me out and some other nonsense, I just ignored them and eventually the traffic moved and they had to move along, even though at first they did not, and got honked at twice B4 they gave up on flirting with me and getting ignored back. When constant attacks by MO reach a boiling point, the pussy-command goes literally off the measuring dials and scales.
Soon, in the next few blogs, World Lab, and the present few who care, I will get into my life starting with the first summer that I no longer was going down to the great Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. In the spring of 1971, my mother thought it 2B in my best interest to attend a private church controlled school in Exton, PAUSAESMWG, by the name of Church Farm School, one of the history markers needed 2B understood, as the great Donna Gaines Summer Sudano names her farm ranch by a very similar name decades ago but long after my attendance at this school for a very short stint, only 5 or 6 weeks, B4 getting the fuck knocked out of me by a kid named Bob Jurik, who was paid by the Mary Carter Paint Company, the CIA, of the USAESMWG, to do this, and wreck my last chance 4 some normal non-special-ed, education. Donna’s 56 acre place is called the faith farm estate, FAITH AS IN CHURCH, THEN FARM, AND where a boy is schooled, may easily double up as his winter estate, although a boy does not actually own anything. My 1971 through 1981 life is every bit as wild, yet totally connected to the previous decade of mortal world time. This is topic for future web logging. 4-D just will not permit it at present. In closing, I parked a week ago at the Hammonton Wall Mart lot where I told U or maybe I didn’t, I forget, a giant strawberry blond fell 4 me like a ton of bricks in a Richter 12 earthquake, but I would not have been parked next to her vehicle changing the reality of her following me all the way to my car, if it wasn’t 4 the fact that I had first parked at a different area in their lot. Along comes a van blocking my view of the door, as Ann Silva, my friend, was picking up a few items while I waited with Ed Himacane 4 her in the car. Suddenly I realized the side window facing me had a huge sign on it pertaining to “SWEET 16”. Stacey was thinking upline in her world of her days at the shore and her sweet 16 party, and that thought down lined into all of this downline creation of all of our time and space and transdimensional hyperspace, the entire multiverse is her upline thought, we, all of this and all of us, R her thought from upline, as we literally exist through the 6th dimension as her down line thought. I did not like the symbololgy of all of this, plus the vehicle blocked our view of the door, and we were anxiously anticipating Ann Silva returning 2 the vehicle. Between both being blocked, and the sweet 16 crap, I re-parked. When Ann still did not come out of the? Wall Mart, Ed and I decided to walk in and there she was checking out. The giant beauty queen saw me and would not stop flirting with me, she was way over six feet, and voluptuous in both figure and face, not a day over 28. What she does not understand that I think of women 10-15 years older than her as children. I am an old man, and have lived 4 all fucking eternity, and all I want is 2 find Nirvana. Of course, I know better, and as Diana and Stacey tell me very often, oblivion or Nirvana is not lost. She follows me all the way to her car, and when I didn’t make all over her, she made that sound that people make when they R angry and disgusted at someone or something, U know, when U take your tongue 2 the roof of your mouth near your upper front teeth, a sound sort of like pronouncing sca, oh well, throw in the missing “YLL”, with it, and we have not only SCYLLA, but Sweet-16 to boot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Brown eyed bush burner, I do love U great Scylla, just try and bear with me, as now I figured out what U wanted me 2 do, and what my mission on this miserable Earth was, and is, and that is 2 post my story of all of this, MY TRUE story no matter how far fetched it may sound, and put it out to the future and anyone now over the World Wide Web, the great Al Gore Highway of the Interconnected Network of Computers. I am a frail little human, bare with me great teen queen Scylla Jehovah, I do love you, and am always your faithful doggie Yancy. World lab, I love her, no one can stop my love 4 her, GAVEEECHIO?????????
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Not Joy, Jeremiah, but hello, 2 the world and all of the boys and girls, of all ages. No Great Sar-Caesar, I could quite honestly care less about the fishes in the deep blue sea, or our joy, or the Recording Industry Association of America, but miracles will B touched on since 2 me it is a major miracle that people have been so dumbed down and fooled by all those in charge of us masses, in key and critical positions. Just the other day, my favorite viqueen, Mary-Helena Louisa Jidusimeranna Shakanna, supposedly attempted to regain access into this hyper dimensional space in too miraculous a way, and came through in the fourth phase, which is a Lawtronic reality, that astral beings can only enter in through phase 4 if coming into this interdream as a phase three normal dream such as U and me, would B in some way B too miraculous. The lady seeing her through some object stated on television that something like this gives her faith, and I was on the floor of my residence in a conniption fit rolling in laughter. Faith by definition is belief in things unseen. We believe in the atom basically as a society simply because we all have been taught that the atom bomb allowed the United States to finally win the great Second World War, 62 years in negative space. A cult that began called Christianity, grew into a world religion and remained strong 4 more than 17 centuries, because the master Jesus, performed ‘miracles’ or things that could not B humanly explained by the knowledge nor the spirit of the times of those days, hence, no miracles, no faith. No miracles, no religious beliefs, and certainly no gods or God 2 believe in, when miracles get removed from the mix, am I wrong? Today, the great major faiths and their churches, of the planet, have in my humble opinion, quite a blurred line regarding what would constitute a miracle. Also in this mix of blurs, U have the wizards and magicians levitating like Copperfield and all the other big Vegas acts, R these hoaxes or miracles, or tricks, or U tell me? I can point 2 a rotisserie in a diner at the front counter, as I did back 10 years ago while out with a friend, and cause its direction 2 immediately reverse and spin the other way. I wanted the hostess at this place to tell me if I could have a particular cake I saw spinning, for desert, and desired that a slice B cut 4 me 4 my desert after eating dinner, but did not know the name of the cake, and I am pointing and she did not see it or whatever, and my frustration grew as it started 2 move in this spinning device further around and away so that my cake was leaving visual range. Naturally in 15 seconds or so it would have come around again, but I knew my buddy wanted 2 get seated, and I did not wish to stand there waiting, and I jerked my finger back as it slid just out of view, and boom, like magic, back it came and I was able to show the lady the cake and learn the name of it so I could order a slice of it later on. Was this miraculous? I do not claim to know. I can put my arms out in front of me in a body of water and just think about moving forward, and it happens. I was doing this on several occasions at private swim clubs, one being Haddonwood, and another being the Coliseum where the Philadelphia Flyers used 2 practice /B4 getting their own rink down the road from the Voorhees Acme food store, NJUSAESMWG. I thought it was natural 2 have this ability, simply because it was natural 4 me, just as 30 years and 3 months ago in the early summer of 1977, in a print shop where I was employed, all my toes were crushed on both feet, and they grew back in about 50-60 days, and I thought everybody’s toes grew back until I was told that this was a friggin’ miracle. Toes do not grow back, nor do teeth a third time, normally. But something far stranger than is humanly imaginable is going on with me, than something as silly as miracles. I am on the great AWEN, and have recently been told by the love of my life Diana Arteemis, a first cousin of the great Sarah-Stacey Krassle, All Mighty Jehovah
God, that I am the number one show on Astral-TV. Beings dream down from astral being-ness into physical world life, participate in large-pre-destined-multiplexed-menu-interactions, and then enjoy the entertaining super reality show with them in it, from their realer truer astral existence; one might call this the ULTIMATE IN ENTERTAINMENT. I speak the truth, Y would I lie, what motive could I possibly have 2 do all this web logging, waste all of this time and energy, and intentionally attempt 2 mislead an entire global society, connecting into an interconnected networking computer system, called the world wide web, today in 2007 AD? If U could B with me while I am out on my errands, many a day over the past 20 years, think about this, roughly 7,225 days or precisely 20 years, only I cannot B quite that precise, off by maybe a year either way, but this is a long time 2 the mortal world, MW, Aniwho, U would C something going on that is far beyond miracles and nightmares, if U were along with me on many of these siege days as I have come 2 term them, especially, if I amplify the situation and interaction that I am in, by bringing the GMC into the mix, or the GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL. IE, if I bring along a tape recorder and attempt 2 record the day, event by event, as the nightmare begins and progresses along, the incredible hellish shit is quantitatively amplified and magnified, strengthened to the very ultimate height and zenith of humanly imaginable Horatian Shakespearian shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If the Pope or some council of high ordered church and denominational members were there to witness all that I claim happens 2 me and not needing to believe in me nor my level of sanity, as they were literally there as eye-witnesses of it all, and with the full understanding of what is happening to me and why and by whom, or at least enough background given to successfully enlighten them so that they could draw proper conclusions when arriving at the outcome which would B the end of each of these days that I have named SUPER BOTBAR AND HIGH CALLIOTAMMIC SIEGE DAYS, the entire organized religious systems of this pathetic wimpy world would either disband, go nuts, or join me in the fight of the third millennium or the ultimate fight against good and evil that so many have misinterpreted 4 so very long based on many biblical passages. But in quick reiteration, 2 me, the hugest miracle imaginable, is the one that I term the miracle of opposite reality. It’s just beyond miraculous how not just firm skeptics and basic unbelievers in spiritual realities, but anybody that resides at or close to the year AD-2000, 30 years or so either back or out, do not eventually become as the esoteric circle members say, “God Realized”, or as I put it, able 2 wake up inside their own dream and C it is a dream or a lesser interaction than the higher and larger one that they exist in, and in this realization, begin to C as clear as a blue sky, that the rare and weird and unusual is what occurs and is real most of the time, and is indeed the dominating presence in and through all of reality, here or anywhere, and especially throughout all of our daily lives and routines as mortal homosapiens. It frustrates my imagination, how the world of the ‘so-called’ new age enlightened western civilized and technologically advanced society, remains so perfectly trapped and content in this cage of illusion, and staying so totally unaware and completely asleep in their own dream. Obviously, it is what the present day people of this world desperately want, as when mankind desires to change, they in fact do. This is a fact of history for close to 5 digit amounts of years now.
Last weekend was another hell 4 me all weekend long with their garbage gangs of blotorsuckoffs and aerial persecutions, both while at my place of work, and at my residence. It has been a while since they cut the mono side of my home theatre, but last weekend and in this time vicinity, 3 or 4 civil rights violating hits were done 2 my TV-VCR remote controls, changing their functions, and thereby stopping me from doing what I wanted until I came to realize what happened, and then made the effective changes to set the devices back to their normal operations. If the Federal Communications Commission would send agents in unmarked cars to the area, AND TRY THE 3RD AND 5TH TRIANGULATION COPY FREQUENCIES THAT I WROTE TO THEM ABOUT IN MY LETTERS EARLIER IN THE YEAR, I KNOW THEY WOULD CATCH THE FUCKING BASTARDS THAT r INDEED VIOLATING MY HU\MAN AND CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS. Just as now, I know I did not push capital letters lock, as a light lights up when U do this, so this was a major hack, and is being picked up on a recently installed webcam, done by Ed Himacane. Huge nasty kemtrailing is ongoing this evening, along with nasty suckle suck offs and some private piss bubble plane action. Early back last Saturday morning, the enemy shot me with some beam or ray giving me a very sore throat while I was at work. Sunday, these scum flew over and shot out something that fucks with my sinuses, and I was totally miserable. All these conditions come on me and leave me like magic, and R perfectly and coincidentally timed with other occurrences in the siege, the planes and the kemtrails, and so forth.
Every time I used 2B foolish enough 2 buy Tandy Radio Shack headphones, the enemy had some switch or technical way of breaking them, and always it was the left side that would stop playing, 4 no good reason, and they never honored the warranties. And I bought the best and most expensive pairs, as my amp is an old hi-power job that would B non-purchasable anywhere today, new, they just do not make these real clean 14+ octave types any longer. Plug the best phones in to it now a days and unless they R special top end Circuit City brands, they will blow out quickly even at low volumes, as things on music and television today R powerfully done with all these new digital high definition recording technologies, and even at low listening levels, the real top end good old amps of yesteryear, will send power to the monitoring systems that is unbelievable, such as when U watch “Law & Order”, and the sound they R so famous 4 comes on. Y they recently altered the sound and edited off the front-attack in the sound by quite a few mille-seconds, I do not know, really miss that good old sound. Thought I was in a totally far distant universe when this change first started back in late spring/early summer somewhere, but as I tape the show, I quickly realized, that the tapes would also have this altered sound if I had gone that far off of hyperspacial centerline and this WAS NOT the case, so they did for whatever reason make this stupid change, it sucks, we all miss that great old sound!!!!!!!! Let me get back now to the Tandy, not so dandy headphones. Either their products just totally suck turtle urine, or someone either in Tandy or MO enemies, R somehow sending a signal through and can keep switching the mono left side of them 2 permanently cut out and break. I no longer purchase phones from this place, most of the good stuff they used 2 sell, they no longer do. I have watched this country change and deteriorate downwards now for 4 straight decades, yet the vast majority of Americans my age cannot really C the forest from the trees on all of this. Speaking of trees and forests, it is easy 4 enemies using the proper electronic apparatus, 2 sneak around a person’s home, and cause constant havoc and interference with their electrical stuff. Another thing they did back last Friday, was knock out my outdoor lighting switch, somehow my landlady’s dirt bag son in law’s created A CONTROLLABLE SHORT CIRCUIT, IT CUTS OUT WHEN THEY FEEL LIKE CUTTING IT OUT, AND RETURNS THE CURRENT BACK, WHEN THEY FEEL LIKE GIVING IT BACK 2U, I AM DEALING WITH TOTAL FUCKING SCUMBAGS. She let in a drug using inter racial couple, and I am not gonna fucking retype over each time they hack in and put capital shouts in my text, do not have the fucking time to play their fucking game. I am not against inter racial couples, although, I would never B one, as I believe in mitigating and eliminating potential problems, when UR able 2, B4 they can get started, and this society is not as enlightened as lots of the population would wish 2 believe that it is, and this spells trouble, and I choose not 2 get into a garbage bag of trouble myself, it comes naturally hurling at me at warp speed when I do all I can 2 avoid it, so make it worse?, I don’t think so, and as I speak, Morty Mortino is passing by my right side at Eddie’s place, at 7:20 post meridian, (the death angel). When all normal sound around U cuts out and is replaced with a nasty annoying high pitched wine that is of a very ugly high frequency and rarely changes in intensity and never in pitch, one ear is always effected, never both ears, this is when the angel of death is invisibly passing by your left or your right side, to scan your position, as in numerous parts of the total HS [hyperspace], at this instant, he is guiding U from the mortal world back into your astral life, or this is what is would seem 2B from the mortal perspective. Astrally, UR always there and interactions R created by instant 6th dimensional connected interacting activity. Dream downs into mortal life all throughout all of time and hyperspace, have beginnings and endings, and is pure illusion, referenced to the higher reality of astral life where the interaction is created first, and then the time and the space needed 4 that interaction get created secondly as a bi-product of that interaction, the total opposite of life in the physical world, or ‘dream-downs’. As they say, on with the show, and I am number one, the absolute top rated show in the AWEN, Astral World Entertainment Network. Yeah, Awen and Awen, and no pun is intended here. Lazar tracers or those ‘guardian angels’ walking around here in the inter-dream that do not catch a player in the show in time, and more script is written for that player, they must then apply lazar-trace to that player in the show, and this is Y quite simply put, I have been LT’d over and over again, and will B continually done each time I die. UR kept here by being interesting and fun to watch, as this part of the human condition and equation changes not!!!!!! We love to watch and stand around a bloody gory auto crash scene, and not out of any desire to assist. We love the bloodthirsty game, B it a video game, or the bigger video game, US RIGHT HERE AND NOW, and no, NINTENDO, U may not steal the name, you would B playing with fire like a soul in fucking hell!!!!!!!!!! The future is watching through distance delay teck, and the astral world is all of us and is watching all of us. This is another part of the GREAT ROCK EQUATION on Star Trek, as I never until 2007, this very year, figured out the lyric that Stacey Krassle was singing 2 me at my favorite square in her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, on Monolazarium Boulevard, in the 1980 mortal world interaction that I call throughout all of my web logging, MY LOIS FOCA 1980 INTERACTION, with the great Sarah Krassle. The ending of her song lyrics 2 me, go, “and when U get home and C me on TV, and should it all come back 2U, just stay there at home and B all alone, don’t pick up the phone, and do not call me”. Phones and TV’s R as real on the astral realm and we mortals think them 2B and make them B. Nostradamus the great prophetic seer from long ago, was not trancing out into our future, it is more like he was shutting off some conscious layers of himself, and the viewpoint from there was that of his truer astral life, where no time exists unless it is the bi-product of any interaction, hence all things in all of our mortal world times, start to finish, exists astrally. A PBE or [prior-blogging-error], stated that I was getting some roof scrapping chopper attacks, sahwee Elmer, meant 2 say obviously, ‘roof-scraper’ attacks, although my roof has been literally turned just about 2 scrap from all the shaking and quaking caused by all the aerial harassments that I must suffer through ands endlessly endure. I also said in a PBE that every 100 point upward move on the Dow Jones market would bring me a $200.00 profit based on 2 contracts, meant 2 say every ten points, not 100, as 100, brings me two fucking grand. I tell people over and over that once the market makes record highs, no matter what amount it drops back to or ‘corrects’ it will go right back to a new record high very shortly all over again, but don’t believe me ass hoes, stay dumb and fullacum, C if I give a squooks!!!!!!!!! This is the premise regarding buying dips. Let bad options expire B4 they can lose 4U2 much, and then keep buying new lower dips, and U just cannot fucking lose money. This market will gain 10 percent per year for many decades 2 come. The idiot guard I talk 2 has $ invested, and is scared every time it happens, and just will not believe me, no matter how many fucking times I prove 2 him that I am 100% on the correct money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDIOTS AND MORONS, I am dealing with caves and dinosaurs, and I’m stuck in this hell, with a number one rating on AWEN, I literally, ainta-goin’ nowhere!!!!!!!!!!!! And speaking of ratings, I said rating, but meant 2 say ratting, with another recent PBE. Also still another sort of error, when I discussed opposite shooting roulette play with Mister Himacane. It may B coincidentally confusing when I use a set of 36 non-green spins to complete a game, as there also R 36 non green numbers in the game of Herman Roulette. Aniwho, this is because I play 3 subsets of 12 non green spins, 4 a total of 3X12 or 36 total, but a total of numbers that R from 1-36, shit, whoever thought U’d here me say, IT’S JUST A FREAKING COINCIDENCE? If 5 green numbers come out for example in these 3 subsets or a game set of 36 numbers, then a true total spins in that particular game is 5 + 36 to = a total of 41 spins, and if no green numbers pop up, the minimum game in total spins is 36, so it can range from 36 to the gods only know how many table spins, so 4 short clarification, I term it a [36 non-green spins] a set of 3 subsets, one game in opposite shooting. Back 2 my website, especially the part called RICKTOWN MANOR, where I discuss conversations with George and George, where they R constantly asking me while sitting at table 15, not roulette, this is my mother’s restaurant in the great Ricktown Manor, in the area of Ricktown, in the great Province Olympia, on the phase 2 astral existence. They R feasting on lots of fantastic foods that my mother and several helpers prepare special 4 them, no broccoli rest easy sir, and seem 2 always asking me what their daughter’s recent cell phone number is as I seem 2 know it out there. They give me funny looks when I tell them there R no cell phones or anything like this, and I am wrong, as all that is here, is there, and the difference is that there, it is as real as U wish 2 make it B real, whereas mortal world interaction is not so easy 2 wish on and off or dream-shift in and out of. She does indeed have a cell phone and a number, when SHE wants 2, or when her dad wants her 2. Wow, and no broccoli anywhere in/Ricktown, if GB Senior doesn’t want any there, all though I have told him on more than one occasion that I can fix a broccoli dish that he would love, but he tells me in no uncertain terms what I can do with that dish. Just come over and visit me at www.morianity-foundation.com where some of these things R talked about. But 4 more than 2 and a half decades, the lyrics on Lois Foca disturbed me quite deeply, as I thought to myself, how can I rationally explain what Sarah-Stacey means when she talks about my seeing her on TV. Now, finally, the Johnny Nash skies R clearing up 4 me on these mysteries.
Something needs B touched on a quick seck here. I have been looked upon by many that don’t want to even try understanding me and what I have been put through at the hands of something that no human could ever even possibly comprehend, as a judgmental hater, someone that only finds fault, talks trash, and is filled with seemingly crazy sounding idiotic delusions and psychosis’s. UR not wrong if this is your quick judgment of me, but remember this rapies and germios: Your fragile old innocent mother just got brutally fucked with and murdered, so tell me, how do U feel about the sons of bitches and daughters in this case, that caused this nightmare? Don’t tell me that U wouldn’t probably drive down to Johnson and Turners Electric and blow the bastards away and them plug yourself, and this is just one of thousands of constant evil things that these wicked and brutal creepy turds have done 2 me 4 30-40 fucking years, what, I’m supposed 2 go over and kissem? In your freaking dreams nightmarioblow!!!!!!! B fucking real’e people, if some bunch of liquid shitholes did 2 U what has been done 2 me, U would have shot up a Mickey Dee or a mall a long time ago. But I was raised by a special mother who brought me up right, or there would B some not so lucky people in this world tonight, I will never use violence of any sort, nor do I in any way advocate its use, even by a potential helper, and all I meant to say on another PB, regarding the Mary Moore Bridge, was that if some home growns as the feds may call U, or me, did use Quietacid, I was not advocating the use of this tool, but thanking some HG for caring enough 2 do something against a bunch of evil scum that torment and torture me, an innocent citizen with no criminal record that never did any harm 2 a single soul, physically, and even metaphysically, I am only fighting back after I am attacked, I am in war, and did not have any part in declaring it, nor am I a willing participant in it, I do what I must do, and was taught that those who live by the sword will die by it as well.
Pussy command is way up, and so is Muzak teasing, and tall and large giant pussies R off the freaking scale. It is as bad as the disco years. Maybe Angela and U don’t want the towers back, but big Bin El never thought they would fall down in the first place. This is no ordinary situation, but I must limit what I admit to knowing and what I can safely say on the internet, as I know more than I can say about all of this. The song on Donna’s HSM Dr. Margaret album from when she was Donna Gaines, about the 12th day in September at the Waverley Theatre, there is no song like this in Rado and Ragni’s HAIR, the great 60’s Broadway Musical Play about the rebellion against authority, the drafting 4 the Vietnam War, and long hair, which is a major biblical reality, and the great SAR herself has long beautiful hair, the precise words in the Title Song. Donna Gaines then went onto marry a dude whose last name was Sumer, and then she stage named herself Summer, and was known by many as disco’s queen, or one of 6 female artists tying her 4 the role of queen, and roman numbers of 6 is VI, as in SAR-AH’s great gang, her mighty beautiful VI-QUEEN’s. All the songs in the Broadway show and the movie, R known to me and the world, but here is a song she did on her own album in Munich, Germany, and it was pressed at Atlantic Records, their division called Presswell in the Atlantic County, where I live here in Southern New Jersey, USAESMWG. I could say a million words, and all of the imagination of James Patterson would not come close 2 what I could tell the world about a magic triangle, 3 time warps that triangulate, and I know that Summer knows about it all, as she knew some of the people at my studio, as well as the town where the great HADDONWOOD health and swim club was in, Deptford, NJUSAESMWG, and this as well is a story longer than a line stretching all the way beyond the damn moon!!!!!!!! The King-Soifer World Lab of the future of this Earth, in 80-90% of all universes in the great and unfathomable total HS [hyperspace] knows about the Briggpipes system, the secret of the water towers, and Y the entire Atlantic City political system is so far beyond crooked, criminal, and over testosteronized. They also know that when I returned home from a road trip with my friend whom they murdered a few years later along with my mother and his mother leaving few witnesses around JJ McCoy, I had my Satan/Saturn car wrecked while parked outside a psychic reader’s house, also in Deptford, NJUSAESMWG, who Donna has major friends there in the area at a place in town called the AME Church of Deptford, and because I needed some valuable information that cost me a 350 thousand dollar bankruptcy by my not having one magic alpha numeric piece of knowledge, while my huge search and quest to locate All Mighty Jehovah Goddess Scylla, was just getting started. This magic series of 23 characters will B given to all of the present and the future right now, and the gods help me bwaby-wuv Fudd. It is REFI CULO LOPPA 0073569906. Oh the freaking gods need 2 help me, as the AWEN show called MOUNTAINPEN is about to get even more exciting than ever, if this is conceivable and imaginable, my loyal Morians, and not so wonderful Lessians. Diana Arteemis told me the show’s name is called MOUNTAINPEN, with an audience of 98.7% throughout the entire Olympian Province, and the total residence is in the quatoradecillions, a number something like one times ten to the power of 45, and Einstein would choke trying to grasp its fullness, so don’t even try. My popularity is also YI must remain totally obscure in my life that connects to Mountainpen, or so I’ve been informed by the great goddess of LIGHTNING herself, DIANA ZUDLOWCRENESIA ARTEEMIS.
Tuesday evening I was at a local town food store, the Shop Rite of Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. Mr. Himacane was a few aisles away, and as I came walking along the front check out aisle, 2 luscious hot Horney hunnies in their early twenties came in and not only flirt-looked at me, but what one said to the other about what she wanted 2 do with me is just 2 sexually explicit for my blogging fancy. 3 hours or less earlier, a gang of young sluts in a car were stopped in a red light traffic pattern, exactly where I was parked, while my friends Ed and Ann Silva were at a dollar store on Bellevue Avenue in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. They were shouting at me on a mega bull horn that silly people purchase at electronic shops, saw them 30 years ago, and back then got this kind of stuff every day and every hour, I was thin and young, it was 30 years ago 4 Chrissake. They took turns asking me out and some other nonsense, I just ignored them and eventually the traffic moved and they had to move along, even though at first they did not, and got honked at twice B4 they gave up on flirting with me and getting ignored back. When constant attacks by MO reach a boiling point, the pussy-command goes literally off the measuring dials and scales.
Soon, in the next few blogs, World Lab, and the present few who care, I will get into my life starting with the first summer that I no longer was going down to the great Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. In the spring of 1971, my mother thought it 2B in my best interest to attend a private church controlled school in Exton, PAUSAESMWG, by the name of Church Farm School, one of the history markers needed 2B understood, as the great Donna Gaines Summer Sudano names her farm ranch by a very similar name decades ago but long after my attendance at this school for a very short stint, only 5 or 6 weeks, B4 getting the fuck knocked out of me by a kid named Bob Jurik, who was paid by the Mary Carter Paint Company, the CIA, of the USAESMWG, to do this, and wreck my last chance 4 some normal non-special-ed, education. Donna’s 56 acre place is called the faith farm estate, FAITH AS IN CHURCH, THEN FARM, AND where a boy is schooled, may easily double up as his winter estate, although a boy does not actually own anything. My 1971 through 1981 life is every bit as wild, yet totally connected to the previous decade of mortal world time. This is topic for future web logging. 4-D just will not permit it at present. In closing, I parked a week ago at the Hammonton Wall Mart lot where I told U or maybe I didn’t, I forget, a giant strawberry blond fell 4 me like a ton of bricks in a Richter 12 earthquake, but I would not have been parked next to her vehicle changing the reality of her following me all the way to my car, if it wasn’t 4 the fact that I had first parked at a different area in their lot. Along comes a van blocking my view of the door, as Ann Silva, my friend, was picking up a few items while I waited with Ed Himacane 4 her in the car. Suddenly I realized the side window facing me had a huge sign on it pertaining to “SWEET 16”. Stacey was thinking upline in her world of her days at the shore and her sweet 16 party, and that thought down lined into all of this downline creation of all of our time and space and transdimensional hyperspace, the entire multiverse is her upline thought, we, all of this and all of us, R her thought from upline, as we literally exist through the 6th dimension as her down line thought. I did not like the symbololgy of all of this, plus the vehicle blocked our view of the door, and we were anxiously anticipating Ann Silva returning 2 the vehicle. Between both being blocked, and the sweet 16 crap, I re-parked. When Ann still did not come out of the? Wall Mart, Ed and I decided to walk in and there she was checking out. The giant beauty queen saw me and would not stop flirting with me, she was way over six feet, and voluptuous in both figure and face, not a day over 28. What she does not understand that I think of women 10-15 years older than her as children. I am an old man, and have lived 4 all fucking eternity, and all I want is 2 find Nirvana. Of course, I know better, and as Diana and Stacey tell me very often, oblivion or Nirvana is not lost. She follows me all the way to her car, and when I didn’t make all over her, she made that sound that people make when they R angry and disgusted at someone or something, U know, when U take your tongue 2 the roof of your mouth near your upper front teeth, a sound sort of like pronouncing sca, oh well, throw in the missing “YLL”, with it, and we have not only SCYLLA, but Sweet-16 to boot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Brown eyed bush burner, I do love U great Scylla, just try and bear with me, as now I figured out what U wanted me 2 do, and what my mission on this miserable Earth was, and is, and that is 2 post my story of all of this, MY TRUE story no matter how far fetched it may sound, and put it out to the future and anyone now over the World Wide Web, the great Al Gore Highway of the Interconnected Network of Computers. I am a frail little human, bare with me great teen queen Scylla Jehovah, I do love you, and am always your faithful doggie Yancy. World lab, I love her, no one can stop my love 4 her, GAVEEECHIO?????????
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