TO, NOT TP, WHOM IT MAY CONCERN, FROM THE HEAD MORIAN----050107.594
I sitteth here at mister Himacane’s pad on this Tuesday, doing blog #15.

MESSAGE TO KAREN @ GRASSI, NOT GRACCI, NOR Krasse Asterisk:
Hope UR not mad at me, and just busy. In reading back, I realized, my mind gets a bit messed up with the emotional hell I suffer through, and forget to pause when giving messages, and start 2 say things that no longer apply to the person, it was not U that I was cussing at, nor saying “u do not believe this or that”, gets confusing, but no, I wasn’t saying that 2U, hope U did not take my stupidity offensively. KS, U know that it is a miracle on all biblical scales, YI even have any degree of rationallity and sanity left @ all. Starting last Sunday directly after Diana was sent to me as lightning in our physical world’s atmosphere, the milituforce scum put me under a real hellish siege, that broke off a bit right after the ninth inning of last nights’ baseball game of Braves verses Phillies ended, and their siege on me got the Phillies wiped totally out, but fortunately, and a very rare occasion now, did not earn them a FULL EVIL EMPIRE, [market up and Phillies crushed]. The danger of my situation is if I am not the only one getting this treatment from this basically invisible twisted cult, that the famous DARK SHADOWS SOAP OPERA OF THE 60’S named the LEVIATHANS. This word has many meanings, but LARGE UNDERWORLDERS is the absolute best Earth English translation. Paul Stoddard’s [payment due date] of December 4, 1969, the day I turned age 15, has meaning not only 4 me, but all of the human race. The show’s producers and writers may or may not B aware of the full reality going on, and the last re-airing of it on Sci-Fi channel that ended a few years back, it seemend at least to me, that they went out of their way to come on right B4 it was about 2 end, and explain facts about the show, such as the Collinwood mansion being in reality a girls private school, and on and on, but it seemed 2 me that they were going overboard and trying a second time, the first being when the show was abruptly removed from the airwaves in April of ’70, that it is totally and absolutely fictional. Well, Appolo-Lucifer {SATAN} is not fictional. Vampires and werewolves, ok, that’s fictional. A changing room and hyperspace with more than one single universe contained therein, is not fictional, and most of all, the LEVIATHANS R not fictional. They R called the Briggers, they exist and R headquartered at the BRIGGBASE, on the Astral Plane, accross the great Teck Bay from the far end of the capitol city of this Astral Plane, Sahasra Dal Kanwal. U need 2 read every book ever written by the second greatest master that walked this Earth, backseated only by my 61st gradfather’s uncle Jesus, and his name is PAUL TWITCHELL, basically the founder of a marvelous religous group called ECKANKAR, I know U can google all this up, but try www.eckankarof nj/org/ but whether this hyperlink works or not, just google up ECKANKAR, and read all the books written by this fantastic spiritual teacher and master. Last night I was at Teck Bay B4 taking Diana Zudlecrenessia Arteemis, the true entity that electrons on Earth really is, to her Queen’s Meeting in the capitol city of RICKTOWN, called Akoslem. She is starting a very special long Queens’s Meeting at the Palace Municiple Building, not that far from the AB, the great 500 story structure that is too beautiful to describe mortal to mortal. When it is over, she will B starting a tennis match back at her home, in Olympia proper, I always go with her, never missing a game. As she moves at a top speed of just more than 105,000 miles per second measured Earthly, she is the champion player, and never in all history has not won a game, and defeated every opponent, she really loves tennis, and the game was introduced to the continent of Europe through some people in the history of our physical plane worlds, that had very lucid dream travel as Eckists call it, and remembered quite vividly, the entire game and how it is played and scored, and it then started getting played here on the Earth in many parts of the great HS. Anyway, at the Bay, I ran into Twindellona Izapak which is one of the many names of this great master who dreamed 4 a while that he was Paul Twitchell, and remembers more than 8 million years clearly of existences on varying levels of hyperspace, the astral plane, and in the very dimensions of thought and process themselves, the 6th and 7th. He was talking to me about going for another degree at the great Mystery School of Teck Bay. Diana and he had a great talk and told me to let Mr. Klemp, the current living Eck master allthough this is seeing time here in its illusion of linerality, a heavy maya, as Eckists refer to illusion, that I apolojise 4 leaving the order after 3 years, and should have written him a second letter to explain YI needed 2. Mr. Klemp and I discussed this on the astral, he came up 2 me 2 years or so ago and said I needed 2 get back into Eckankar, and I was crying and telling him all I want is 2 find oblivion, and he was telling me that oblivion was not lost and did not need me to find it. I did not enjoy him saying this to me, but now, I understand what he was trying to convey.Socrates long ago told me to do what I am doing, and I know now that dwelling on something that can never B, is fruitless and pointless, and more futile than Captain Picard’s Borg. Anyway, Twitchell was reminding me of what Klemp had told me, and Diana was agreeing and shaking her head in a positive way, while staring at me with her lovely long eyes. I am supposed to tell Mr. Klemp that I need 2 give him an ultimate part of the puzzle that no Eck master yet has been able to retain while back on the material world. It answers some of all of everyones biggest questions, 4 now I am supposed to let him know that I wish 2 return to the fold and rejoin Eckankar, as I did while starting my great search to find the great ECK, I AM, or SARAH KRASSLE-SAR, LORD. I am not sure if I plan to obey his words or not, I am currentky struggling with this, and many things, and must admit, I still dream of finding oblivion and do not think I can ever stop hoping 2B the very first entity 2 find the magic way to shut off once turned on, since time is maya, thus UR here, hence UR here.
MESSAGE TO THE ACLU-----AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION:

I am not the greatest story teller, parables were my 61st granfathers’s uncle’s thing, but I will now attempt 2 do my best, so as 2 make a very powerful point. Let us say that 4 whatever reason, it is now suddenly not permitted in society to legally change your name and or identity 4 any reason at all, and anyone with more than 20 letters in their first and last name, or less than 10 letters, is now permitted 2B punched by anyone up to once per day endlessly, so long as their names R not in violation, and have a D, anR, an S, a T, or a W in either of their first or last names. This is law, and U can never do one thing about it, NOTHING, no recourse, it is world wide, and people love it and have been used to this for millenia. The penalty 4 even trying 2 fight back or get it stopped in any way, is more abuse, and U move up the ladder of punch permission by doing this, hence if U cause trouble about it, now U can get up to 2, or 3 punches daily, U get the picture of my parable. Now do not try and tell me 4 one second that basically people R not rotten and cruel. Furthermore, if UR not on the shitty end of a stick, most people say to themselves, ok, it ain’t me, so fudge it! Now try and understand some basic facts about labeling people delusional, paranoid, psychotic, and mentally ill. This is not and never was created by a caring medical majority to help assist nor alleviate pain and suffering 4 anyone,. Concentrically it only stigmatizes those labeled as never 2B trusted nor believed, no matter what. Now many people are cruel enough to know that this gives a total license to fuck with these poor individuals and get virtually scott free aweay with it. This is a very real, and a very dangerous situation, not potentially, but actually. Not one person in authority will seriously entertain what I am going through is real, and let us suppose for a lousy astral minper that it is delusional on my part, totally, and I am just crazy and nuts and space cadet city with not a shred of truth 2 anything that I make claim to. If it is fully investigated, I would B proven 2B the mental case that they allready made this conclusion about, and no one would need spend a lot of money and resources, it really could B proven or disproven quite easily, if open minded persons in authority would B willing to just follow me around and C it all is real and horrible, 4 themselves. Then when I am proven NOT 2B WRONG, my lifetime of pain and undeserved major punitation would finally B over, freeing me up 2 live a normal average life, which is all I could ever want or ask 4. U, ACLU, just as the SEC, all of U, are guilty of being souless and heartless humans without humanity, and complicit in the crimes done against me, if U will not someday give me the benefit of the doubt and permit me simply 2 prove 2U that my hellish story is all true and real. Let us start with the photograph that is up on my website in the pictures section, go to, www.morianity-foundation.com, and C how big bulley Robert McGuire came up 2 two legal touists of Atlantic City, legally taking photographs of public property on a public street, and nearly did the gods only know what 2 us. We did not even become aware of his presence, and admitantly I’ve not had the painful experience of dealing with him for nearly a decade, but Ann ilva, Eddie’s upstairs neighbor here in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG confirmed it, as she used to throw darts in his bar on a dart board and knows this prick in the ass well. He wrecked my car when Eddie H. And I went up 2 the boardwalk 2 take some website pictures. The entire ATLANTIC CITY ADMINISTRATION IS EVIL, CROOKED, NO DAMN GOOD, HORIFICALLY DANGEROUS AND DEADLY, and the list is as endless as would B counting the sand grains on the beach from one end of town there, 2 the other!!!!!!!!! The Press of Atlantic City says it all, read it, here is the freaking address that I told yall I’d give on this blog #15. Type in http://www.pressofatlanticcity.com/news/story/6922950p-6786289c.html . I do not make up things, but it is totally unfair 2B labeled and then foreven not believed about anything, the polite word is CERTIFIED. Well ACLU, I certify that this gives anyone a valid license to hurt and mess with me exactly as I claim it 2B occurring. If some one cannot C the total social injustice that is being presently done 2 those considered 2B certified and mentally disabled, and the potential unlimited future hellish amount of injustuce waiting 2 occur 4 those like me, certified by a qualified board of quacks called shrinks, half of which R twice divorced and more crazy than I could B if U paid me 2B crazy, maybe U better get a 5000 watt per channel power amplifier, connect a CD player and properly rated audio stage monitors on all 4 corners of your room, crank up the volume, and put the [SUDDENLY IC] CD on. If I cannot use what I now say 2 wake up the world to the terrifying reality of giving twisted diseased minds an unlimited license to fuck with me and those like me, certified mental case jobs, well, take a back seat ADOLF HITLER, 2 this new age horror that totally dwarfs anything U ever could have possibly done!!!!!
MESSAGE TO CLOSED HIDDEN CLOSET DOORS HOLDING ON 4 DEAR LIFE, BUT WITH NEAR TERM FATES OF BEING DYNAMITED OFF YOUR HINGES:

Creating characters like Rod Serlings Victoria ansd the blond from TTZ [The Twilight Zone], can B touched on only today. No human on this world has any power to do nor to create one single thing. As above, so below, is the most honest and powerful short message that any real spiritual advisor and teacher can ever teach any a chela. When I thought I was so teriffic, the only dude on Earth with the knowledge and ability to create a character and effect reality, back in the 19 seventies, I was in no way aware yet that it was the characters calling out to me and through me, 4 me 2 do the creating of them, in a fourth phasing methodology. I just came 2 a place one day in my mind set where I said to myself, wait a freaking minper, [mini-period-an astral equivelent of minute on Earth in English translation], there is simply no logic 2 the fact that anyone living in a 135 dollar per month one bedroom apartment, some possible neighbor, would B living this meagerly, and press an ear 2 my wall, listen 2 what I say on a taope recorder, and then have the power and or the resources in the real world, to keep making events around me happen, as though letting me know that he or she hears me and is fucking with me by making these related things start occurring out in real life beyond the tiny confines of my bedroom and tape recorder, yet it was indeed happening, over and over and over again. After years passed and the early 70’s gave way to the late ones, I began just knowing, that no one on Earth was doing this, there just would B no point 2 it, and especially 4 someone only able 2 afford 2 live in a 135 dollar shit hole, just ain’t logical Spokio!!!!!!!!!!!!! So now I start playing with the magic. More and more I would mess around with ‘something’, only now, with a plot behind the plot, and this being, to attempt to uncover the true power source of what da’hell is really transpiring with all of this wild craziness.More things happened, and I wanted to have the greatest recording artist of the day involved, so I thought I was inventing characters, two in particular and germaine to the current issue at hand, being MacInvondi and Jackson.The plot involved interdimensional travel, Jackson building a machine while being a tenured professor at a university in the state of Florida, USAESMWG, and going into another trans dimensional existence and bringing back here with him two dance tunes. One thing led to another, and as I said on yesterday’s blog #14, I know I have one blood brother in all of this that totally digs what was in my spirit at the time of all of this supernatural investigation on my part into what I shortly thereafter labeled and termed, ELECTRONIC METAPHYSICS. What I did not put together until a year or so into my search to locate the great I am, the great LORD, or SAR, [SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE, on this material plane and realm, just precisely what is indeed real about all of this, and this came from a major interaction where Stacey told me about the 4 phases of existence, VOID INFINITY = 1, ASTRALLITY = 2, PHYSICALLITY = 3, and INTER-PHASED-CREATION = 4. She and I were together playing tag, she was 12 years old in the interaction and was standing directly outside Robert McGuires Pittsburg Hotel and Erin Bar on Tennessee Avenue, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. When she lets me catch her and bno longer am “it”, I get the kiss of my life. I need not explain myself to mere mortals when I am on a first name basis with your God. Morty Mortino is crossing my right side as I pen this with keys at 20 minpers shy of 6 of the clock in the post meridian. After about the 4th or 5th tremendous huge kiss, she grabbed me and flew me over to her shop, on the physical world, one of the 5 or 6 Callio comic and candy stores in AC, NJ. Inside her shop she was again showing me in her middle of 3 large dresser drawers, where she kept the great special chain, and when she covered it with a lovely yancy dress, [physical world-polka dotted] she closed the middle drawer in her upstairs room over the shop, came over and gently took my left hand, and said that I needed 2 know about the 4 phases of exisrence, and that I at the time was permitted to tell only one other, my pal David Charles Roth, whom I know beyond the shadow of any doubt was murdered through a slow poisoning process in a life insurance scheme involving about 100 thousand USD, by the executor, Jonathan Schau, whose addresss as of the tail end of the 20th century is prior blogs posted, I think it was 7709 Rising Sun Avenue, in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG, it was either that ior 7701, I think 09, but was definitely on [MORNING LIGHT BILLY GRAHAM AVENUE]. Rising sun causes morning light, yeah sure, symbols R not real, and the cosmos does not speak, uh-huh! Mayybe not to those 2 deaf to hear and 2 dern blind 2C, suddenly!!!!!!!!!!!!! CU soon J.R. KAL, ya brown eyed teen queen!!!!!!!!!!
IN CLOSING OUT TODAY’S BLOG BWABY-WUV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Phillies will lose, dow will go up, up and lose, up and lose. I have never in all my infinite fucking existence had this much Dogtownism, HELL. 1995 was close with every day just about SUPER FUCKING BOTBAR. And get your cunt eating broker 2 show U the stock market Dow jerk off Jones Chart for this year, it was just as wuth current times, practically a straight line up, and my life, straight down; P A R A L L E L E V E N T I S R E A L , Tommy boy child molestor, very REALE.