TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN FROM THE HEAD MORIAN----040607.697
#9
I am under a terrible MILITUFORCE ATTACK, starting yesterday Thursday between 4 and 5 P.M. Again today, viscious chopper attacks at Ed Himacane’s around 2:30, and back at my residence just shy of ten ‘till two. If I am found dead, I have MURDERED BY THE EVIL UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, THE EVIL UNITED STATED MILITARY, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH CALLIO MARTINO, FRANK CALLIO, THOMAS REALE, MARTINO SENIOR, ED SNYDER, AND FORCES OWNING SEATS ON THE NEW YORK STOCK EXCHANGE. The chopper attack, as always, starts, and then dogs me for days. Harassement against an innocent person whom has never 4 any reason been prosecuted 4 any crime, is highly illegal, say what they want with all the Fisor and Patriot Act fucking garbage crap!!!!!!! Magnesonic, I use machine mind now: Go to counterattack mode, open command, general order 7, other other general and special orders, zero dimensional and atomic duplicational technologies. Scan for all persons making my life an infinite horiffic nightmare hell. Scan their mothers and daughters as well. Antihack order G1133. Implement CG-18 if G1133 is attempted over-riden. Major surface destruct, storms, floods fires, violence, crank gain beyond 11.8 infinity, and scan with G13 and G14. On an I to D, A/B tone punishment sequencing system, use ZDT to create A/B tones and empowerment of image/object on your transpower block. G189, G901 and STOP.
Every time something happens with my telephone, the siege goes off the dial, also, the filthy FLYERS, do not know if they play a back to back game, but despite their chopper attacks, last night they were leading until I tranced out in the third period and astrally bombed their rink. They cheat, I’ll cheat. Can’t play the Flyers and the Phillies card simultaneously, however I am quite good at my “I TOLD U SO’S”. Told U all, the DOW WILL GO UP UP UP UP UP UP UP EVERY FUCKING DAY, NOW TO AROUND THE 12-6 RANGE, UP 500 POINTS IN THE LAST FEW WEEKS DURING THIS HELLISH ATTACK ON AN ABSOLUTE INNOCENT, ME!!!!!!! Told U’ll as well that the Phillies toilet-girgle would B swish swish SWISH SWISH S W I S H, S W I S H!!!!!!!!!!!! Told U all, did not prophesyi this, I KNEW IT. I know about applying PARALLEL EVENT TECK to things, and someday, doing this and getting caught, WILL BE PUNISHABLE BY HORRENDOUS TORTURE OVER WEEKS UNTIL THE DEATH OCCURS WITH INTENSE AND UNFATHOMABLE AGONY, and deserved agony. Think of the agony they have put me through 4 20-30 years. Yeasterday, someone fucked with me on the phone 4 the last time, and now, no more fucking phone. I will eat just so much shit, and that is that bwaby-wuv!!!!! Naturally, the minute a change with the telephone occurs, all hell breaks loose with airiel persecution. This is all coming from RADIO FREQUENCY, AND THE ASTRAL PLANE, although believe me, real physical entities living right here on this gods-forsaken miserable hurl of solid radioactice snot, R also carrying out the things against me, and this is suable, and I will soon B filing charges against those that I truly believe I have sime shot at proving in court, what they inddeed R and have been doing 2 me endlessly.
March sadness was hell, followed by April continuing hellness, and I have never in all my Mountainpen life had it this bad. U scum should B so ashamed at yourselves 4 wrecking the entire life of a dude who never did any of U one bit of harm. The proof that religion as man believes it 2B is total bullshit to the thirtieth power, is that some kind of justice and evening out of things would eventually occur, if it was real. It is not real. It is all a huge game of the gods, and one in particular, the oldest daughter of NJC, [NEPTUNE-JUPITER JAPTARAMA CAVELANTISOCLEEVIOUS], a sixteen year old girl with unlimited power and mind, to operate in her own downlined thoughtwave. None of U poor mortals even try 2 grasp this. Right now UR perhaps at a ballgame, eating a freaking dog, ouch, and suddenly a breeze blows up and brings your mind 2 think of another day at the ballpark with your girlfriend Suziecue from High school 50 years ago. I don’t really know Y, but the dog and the smell of it and the relish and mustard, the guy selling it 2U, buying it at the precise time of the sound of a loud crack from someone batting a homer out of the park, the breeze, all of it, it just brought back another time, another game, and boom, this thoughtwave of all of this must [go] somewhere, or does anything really ever go anywhere? No, nothing is really even real, except 4 the void infinity. But your thought needs B first examined. U being at the ballpark, U fremembering another day with Suziecue, all of this, is a type of pure fusional energy existing its natural way ans state, in the SIXTH DIMENSION-[D-6]. Every thing loops around with endless tops above them and bottoms below them, and loops eventually as without lawtronics, the linearity would not carry weight. This weight says that any line long enough will bend down under its own weight, drop or woustact on each end, and with force sufficient to loop the 2 ends together in a closation fussion. Even all the upline and downlines that contain every possible thought wave that lower world dimensional entities tune into with their receivers, [brains]. There is so much to say, I must super abridge, I work tonight, and could go on all night and all throughout tomorrow and not really surface scratch all of this. Above all of our parallel universes is a girl who thought of me, as with the example of say U, thinking back of that day at the baseball park with whittle cuttiepie Suziecue. In this world of your thought, a downline reality, an entire 5-D multiverse is one and the same with your thoughtwave of this, or agreement 2 receive this thought pattern out of the energetic beingness of the 6th dimension. In this world, Suziecue is alive and well, though in the world U thought of her and that day with her in, she may bave been hit by a truck and squashed to mashed potatoes. Everything in larger dimensional scales, is all as real as we make it, as only the void nothingness of true infinity is what is real. But downline from U, an entire multiverse exists, and by their frame of reference, always has and always will, as all of their time and spaces and all of their interdimensional hyperspaced multiplexed universes, will go by and U will still B in your thought, UPLINE, from that downlined creation. The 6th dimension is a tricky dicky little thing. Talk about virus invading human bodies or computer software programs, thought has so many sub-layers, I just do not have time now 2 make any of this too clear, but super abridged, and believe me this is not an isolated thing, but quite a ubiquidous and [universal] reality: I am telling U that your thought is in countless layers, consciousness at the extreme surface seeing only the so called top layer of this super onion of mind. Each layer is one universe in the multiverse of your mind-thought-downlined-creation, but so much more as well. Just as with the reality in both physics and quantum dynamics, subatomic particles move throughout atoms and cause the need for an instantaneous rearrangement of equalized polarity, said simpler, the immediate need after the shuffle occurs, to rebalance polarity of charge, as there is negative and positive charge, that forcesatomic and subatomic particle directional spins, and so much more. Now C this onion as having spots on it, countless little dots, reception points leading from the 6th dimension, sort of a nonglorified way of showing how seeds can B in the tree that contain the new trees with new seeds in them. Now Cthat the 6th dimension, seperate and beyond any one thoughtwave contained in it, says, “gee, he just thought about Suziecue that day long ago, now this places that world into action down below its surface thought, but I have some things to add to the mix”. Well if the entire 6th dimension is incapable of doing these things, explain how pieces of it can think down worlds of thought creations? U cannot quite obviously!!!! So, when we create our down-lined thought-wave-multiverses, as we “think”, we can always expect this SDAM, [SIXTH DIMENSIONAL ADDES MIX] to B part of the deal. B realistic, it all makes perfect sence. I allready know all about this, and know it is true, but pretend I cannot make that claim in good faith, doesn’t the logic and reasoning register? So when the great SSJKK, great 2 us here as the all mighty “GREAT I AM” JEHOVAH GOD, or female astral AH version of YEE-HOV, astrally I, Y, J, and H, interchange, as in many ways they similarly do here on mortal realms, the MW. The biggest reason my 61st grandfather’s uncle, the great Master of Nazereth, did not tell his followers the FASCITAR 6/10 system, is that proof of physical/astral realms and the connection through dream or soul travel, was in direct contradiction to his mission of FAITH BUILDING. If I show the world how 2 lazar trace [ressurect the dead], it would not do me one bit of good. People while physical know very well what is real and going down, and R completely blocking it with that part of their beingness we all refer 2 as CONSCIOUSNESS OR CONSCIOUS WAKING BRAIN BEINGNESS. Doubting reality or not having faith 2 believe in spiritual things is similar to one strongman pulling on a rope. Then, believing in things that our human senses cannot register 4 us, by having faith in them, is similar to another strongman pulling on the other end of that same rope, it creates and sustains a necessary balance. Balance is the key word on all planes of existence, note that I didn’t say reality, I said existence. Reality is VOID INFINITY. Infinity is nothingness, yet awareness to existing within it, or co-existing as it. Drink the bay and drown. Get stuck in the desert and die of thirst. Not one thing iouside of void infinity, is real yet the illusion and maya of the balancing of all of it is as close to a reality and the truth as we will ever reach. Magic is balance, and understanding all of its quite complex necessities.
No, if SORA, and the authorities did not all ready know that major nasty shit was ahead, they’d never have wasted their time, and ours, organizing a group of basicly worthless, too young or old, too fat or dumb, nutcases 4 the most part, RENTACOPS. But they did in fact do this. They know that something big is gonna pop. They may know it as being in the ‘bigboy’s club’ helps U play with the smart money, or they all may B just doing what all along the hard core consperacy theory groups accuse the authorities of, and that is CREATING THE SHIT TO BEGIN WITH.
Message to KS, not Krassle Sarah:
Hope U got my message and read the newest blogs, they’re killing me, I have gotta get addahere!!!!!!! Cannot fathom it being this bad in Hawaii, they would still have 2 give me my benefits from disability, and U can live cheap in the back villages, and can anything B as bad as the last 20-30 years B, c’mon??? Lightning seems 2 think U had an interesting reason 4 asking me about me as Rick, and since she is quite the tease when she wants 2B, I was just kinda checking 2C if anything she said had validity. Happy Easter, don’t bother wishing me one, Diana’s brother hates me and my family, especially symbolically at this time of the year when lazar trace was used on uncle Jesus. This world is not ready for this stuff yet. They do not C that the electromagnetic spectrum and telephones R behind things too incredible 4 me 2 even begin 2 get into today, but B careful, grow front-eyes, and I’ll B in touch soon. Chilli was released from Dogtown, know U’d B pleased 2 know this, the sentence was 75MK for trying to start a company making fake city passes 4 entering the Great City of SDK. This is considered a very high crime, but not high enough to allow 6th servation, so the true entity, is out on her 2nd serve completion, must do one more, but is not a dog, but a lovely looking entity with a very nice family of hundreds who care for her. U never received my e-mail message a year ago or so when I told U her name, one of them, her entity race is in 3 genders, she is being the feminine one presently, gender is a total illusion, except on mortal realms. The reason UR able to break sentences of Dogtown Prison [HELL] up, is that there, where can U go. Here U can theoretically escape and live out a life without serving a sentence if U can get away with it. There, where can anyone go 2 ever excape the great Jehovah, she knows everything, and has the GMC totally in her pocket 4 the most part, why not, it is all her upline thought anyway, even though they can never seemingly B made to believe this. She has a large company run by her family, not that far from Ricktown, roughly 37 thousand Earth type miles to the NBEW, [north by east/woust]. She is very happy, and plans 2 remain out of Dogtown for at least 5 K, more than 40 million years the way U would percieve it, before doing her last stint of 25 minnina-kalpa, one MK is 888 years Earth time roughly, all measurements being based on this elections period of the Great Millionth Council, held just more than each 8 megayears by our Earthly illusion of feeling time’s length. This entity is so close to the Wolf/Bear family of entities that the GMC law will not force her to remain in the Dog-mode while inbetween serves. She is happy, and Lightning and I visited her last night by the illusion of mortal man in dream state. She only remembers her dream there as quick and happy, but does totally remember U, and loves U very much, U know I’d never kid U on things close 2 your heart. Humans on this plane may not believe, and choose the doubt pull on the rope as opposed to the faith, unfortunately that is all part of the game, but if U use the Fascitar 6/10 method of Astrally projecting yourself, C me first, I will guide U by telling Diana to take U to C her. She goes by Amrisha Teeplikina Beyarshnadesh, registered in her city called, TEEPLIKINA, as here, all residents must have 3 names with the city’s name being their middle one, and they can petition the City Authority there 4 extra names, Chilli as U remember her has not chosen 2. U can visit her while alive, Diana can show U the way, don’t B scared, she is a giant flashing beautiful colored coil 33 feet tall, rumbling and buzzing with power. Just think at her, and she will think back at U. Teeplikina City is beautiful, filled with parks on one side and industry on the other side, her home is a 400 room bright reddish-gold 5 story place on 366th Avenue and Wallbashton Boulevard. The city is roughly 487,300 miles long, 312,900 miles wide, and from nest to woust is 55,700 miles. I have maps of it in the great Ricktown manor, but you would need to project yourself 2 the manor, no way can I post trillions of cities with intricate details that all lie within 1 million miles from any of Ricktown’s 6 directional borderline system, remember also that the Province Olympia would seem 2U2B between 10 and 15% the size of our human world MWG [Milky Way Galaxy]. I will tell U more some day should U wish, or B4U know it, your Earthly misery will B over and just think about being at Ricktown Manor, and Diana and I will take U over to C her. 4 now, UB good 2 yourself.
Message to my JAC [jury award club]:
Where the flying flag RU? I could use some help, these maggot scumsleeze slimebag incestrallites R murdering me, pweeeeze hellll’p me. Thank U, and if $$$ is not what U want, I will dig up my machine, it is in 24 pieces, put it together, and if U know a lab or doctor in a high position with access to an MRI tunnel, obviously that I do not have, just the attachments that would all connect, and I can cure anyone of anything, even bring them eternal life here if you are crazy enough 2 want that. Of course Blogger and my site and I cannot break the laws of the land, so it could not B done anywhere in America, as here in America, 4 some strange reason that Kevin T. Could legally explain 2U, I cannot cure anyone of anything. I Cannot treat U nor diagnose U, as only a drug can do this, and only a licensed doctor of medicine [MD] can prescribe these. So in America or wherever the law says so, I cannot do this, guess the machine doesn’t work well enough to counteract the legal system, but in another place where these laws do not take over, 1000 miles from nobody in the mid South Paciffic Ocean or wherever, I really do believe 4 some very strange reason that this machine will indeed work. So help me, and I can offer a lot. Let me rot, and the quakes and twisters R gonna get godsawful terrible, and more black opsers R heading 4 nasty little ‘un-explainable’ crashes. Go ahead and make my fucking day.
Message to the Roulette dirt ball enemies:
Ok, U wrecked my quantum card stuff with this off the scale 2007 attack, but Sharptonio showed me something a few nights back that is super awesome, so FUCK YOU, AND THIS TIME, I AM KEEPING MY HERMAN MUNSTER WHITTLE MOUTH SHUT, lolly pop or no lolly pop. Your mons and lovely dauts were incredible in my bedroom the last week, vvvvvrrrrrooooooooooooooooooooooooom!!!!!

Message to enemies from ACNJUSAESMWG

I know lots of dirty little secrets from the past 7 administrations there, and a couple blocks west of the Atlantic Palace Building R the wealthy attorneys for all of U crooks, King, Levy, Martino, Callio, and on and on. All those many millions of ill gotten gains, buncha crooks, youghta B totally ashamed of yourselves. If this was a real world, and the same one that I grew up in B4 so much hypertravelling, there simply is no way in Dogtown, this could all B happening. One day I will tie in the casinos, the mob, the entertainment world of movies music and sports, big business, and even the controlled media, and prove how my entire adult life waqs ruined and wrecked by filthy subscum lowlife slob basement bottom feeders and toilet water garglers. When Willie-Jo at work told me about the horses, lots more than smelly animals came back 2 me. McAndrews was almost burned down a short while ago, where my Aunt Geraldine Snow Mason told me on an astral copy of Jefferson Street, all about my supergirl, the great Sarah. It all had 2 do with a sargeant I worked under there in 1980, Mr. Pepsowski. This all led or helped me realize that there was a place near one of the Callio Comic book shops, long ago, where my cousin had a summer place, and these guys were all stone faggots, not that I care. The Shaw of Iran had lots of dummy outfits and companies, one paid 4 this fag-house. The murder of poor pollo-legged Ziggie, my old pal from the 60’s, is what pisses me off. I detest robbers and murderers, and if U do not leave me alone, the authorities behind SORA will get a package from me showing that I indeed do have proof that he was murdered and that U made Elvis’s life hellish as well, leading 2 his faking his death, admitantly a 2nd motive existed with him, and that was his love for the great Sarah, just like me. I’ll even mail his daughter Precilla-Marie, contact info on my ol’ pal Bob, and prove how Camden city government threatened 2 off him if he ever told anyone about Elv.

Final messages & thoughts of the Jour [day] jamayvoo papers miss Paula Giantbeautyqueen King:

Sam at Highview carried out all your orders Paula, screwing my hard working poor elderly mom out of her security deposit when she left that rats hole 5 times nicer than we moved in. U should B so totally ashamed of your stinking dirty rotten sordid past, how do U face a mirror, just because you’re a BQ? If U knew what I ultimately figured out with roulette, U would join your dads dogs on the roof overlooking Levy’s tower at the beach. All U tirds think you’re Mitches and what’s her name the blond, 2 show how much I give a total shit 4 all this worthless crap’ Give me cable and the other fucking AC, screw your city. It’s been crooked since the streets were mud and cows and pigs went carting along. I have a very long memory. U and that silly Cav car, bet you sicko’s all get together and have your perverted laughs on poor ol’ Sharkey. You might just C me as if no one helps me, I will come down and think forward over and over, and cross the strip at over 100 knots. Then when back on the beach and a crowd gathers, maybe I will tell how it all goes down, all of it, the dirty rotten whole complete nasty diseased mess.
To the Phillies:
Never ever think I will help U once I turn my back on this and leave 4 Hawaii. Then, it will simply B2 late. Just as with Jesus, they basicly spat on him, and then he left this miserable veil of tears. Now, people call on him, well, cool, but don’t call on me.