Movement Stage 31

Where 2 begin at all is the biggest thing about today’s blog. The weekend that just past started an aerial siege 4 me that was off all scales and dials. Monday was so bad that I was just about to call the NJ State Police, even though I know fully well, that at best I’d be grinned at and ignored, and at worst, whisked off to the Crises Center in Atlantic County on” Jimmy Leeds Road” at the Atlanticare Hospital Sike Division.
First of all, I hereby swear before the Supreme Court of the United States of America, that I am in sound and lucid mind, knowing fully right from wrong, totally and legally a responsible adult over the age of majority by 31 years, and that what my blogs tell, R indeed all, top the best of my ability all accurate, honest, and completely true. It is not, never will B, nor ever was, in any way at all, my intention 2 mislead anyone anywhere about anything. I fell under a Penn Starr Medivac Chopper attack on Monday, starting early in the AM, and it was horrendous, following and harassing me all day long. This same piece of shit chopper has been fucking with me and my sanity since this Donna Scummer nightmare all began decades ago, and I know that this worthless evil bitch is doing lots of this 2 me. If I could prove all that she and her vicious fiend friend Donald Chump and others are and have been doing, they would all right this minute, B locked up behind prison bars. Attacks on my body and property are off the scale, today and last night I am getting electrical brown outs, and when I tried to retrieve my Verizon Phone voicemail, they stopped, as they have done upon numerous occasions before, the phone push buttons from registering their tones, hence the signal 2 put my pin number in and get my messages were not able 2 work, another total violation of my civil and legal constitutional, not 2 mention my human rights, that this evil empire claims to B fighting the ‘evil world’ over, when it is this very evil land, doing this all 2 their own frikin’ citizen and fellow countryman, whose grandfathers, directly and ancestrally, R the fucking founding fathers of this once very great land and great experiment in freedom for all citizens.
On a prior blog I said SHOE POLICE; obviously I meant 2 say shoe polish, sahwee!!! Another blog or web page screw up error, as sometimes admitantly I do get the two texts mixed up, as blogging all this stuff can be quite obviscating 2 say the least. Now look at the hack above, I MEANT 2 SAY SHOE POLISH, N O T P O L I C E!!!!!!!!!!! These things continue to tell me how dangerous and totally real this shit I so often discuss really is, 4 all of us, and what am I referring 2 my adorable sweet whittle Morians????? ELECTROMAGNETIC THOUGHT TRANSMISSION and OMMISSION SYSTEM, what the hell else??????????????
Yea, once old Mountainpen is gone, the entire world, especially the USA, and more especially. The ENTERTAINMENT WORLD OF THE UNITED STATES, will all B doomed 2 bankruptcy within 3-7 years, GAAAAARRRR RON TEEEEED!!!!!!!!! Don’t even get me started on all the shit that never would have happened if not for my miserable pathetic and eternal hellish existence. Back 2 all of this a bit later.

The physical plane world, (mortal world), whatever, has a word in the English tongue, MINIATURE. Astrally, this language barrier is meaningless, as if I were in France, and typing in the French tongue, the same thing would apply, as our ideas and concepts of language communication, is too complex 4 me 2 get into right now. The word ‘MINNINA’ is an English astral conversion in concept form, but miniature has the meaning of smaller than an original of something, here in physicality. The 2 extra (N) letters in minnina verses miniature, has to do with (interaction groupings), or astral plane time. Put real simply, astral type of time as we on Earth think of it, is CHRONORACTION, an astral term, meaning along with another word for astral space, SPACIACTION, simply is saying 2 a mortal world observer, that first an interaction or event is what is real, then time and space necessary for the interaction to exist in and B a part of, is the created bi-product of the event, the total opposite of MW time and space, and its 4th and 5th dimensional continuum’s that wrap them up like a Christmas package. There R also miniature other things specified that mean that the word miniature and what it is a miniature of, is expressed by a slightly altered with, but its root is still based on MINI or miniature. For Example: mittina, mizzina, and there are others as well. And do not confuse mittina with Mattina, an astal word of pure unadulterated tiny creations or concepts, ideas, what have you. And I dyped ASTRAL, not astal. And I TYPED, I did not dype. Machine mind is waking up on me, not machine mine, error direct Ettos or hack, from another text on a prior blog.

Now, I will tell U all the huge secret of the GREAT PLANTS HALLWAY in the Code Cabin, belonging to the Great DIANA ARTEEMIS. Diana was not permitted 2 ever tell me what is behind why it is not legally permitted 4 me 2 ever use the second half of the planting gardens in this hallway, to plant anything, and that it must forever remain totally barren and void of any vegetation. The great and all mighty one of most favor in all of the astral heavens of phase two reality that is dreamed out and away from the void infinity by their great ever-recycling 8th dimensional lawtronnic forces from prior non-closed curved realities in the once great worlds of the unimaginable un-creation, SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, told Diana the secret but forbade her from ever telling it even to her little boy, the Duke of Ricktown, RICTAFARIUS. Just less than 2 weeks ago in MW 4-D, ( TIME ), an English fortnight give or take some hours, I was in a deep and heavy self induced trance, and was with the great SSJKK, THE ALL MIGHTY, and my lovely teen queen. Before I go on, I forgot to tell you that in astral math, and it does exist in an etheric kind of mortally unexplainable way, but totally real nonetheless, the minnina is in astral mathematics one nine-hundredth of one, and when the math part of the word becomes germane to the issue, the mittina is one twenty-two-hundredths of one, and the mizzina is one thirty-three-hundredth of one. In my existence both on physical and astral planes with total awareness of each as semi-real interactions, and absolute truth is my existence in void infinity where from there I infinitely dream out and away from via the lawtron, this being aware of both phase 2 and 3 while here in physicality, does cause lots of mind plane mess ups, simply put, it is quite difficult to be me and be so damn aware of all these truths. It also will cause on occasion, me to operate in wrong math bases, disciplines, and jonras. In some of my blogging text, I erred when I was saying that something equaled 9.6 MK. One astral Millionth Council Election Period , or Milcoueleper, or Kalpa, THE VERY SAME WORD WHEN PRONOUNCED ON THE ASTRAL PLANE OF PHASE #2 REALITY, OUT AND AWAY FROM VOID INFINITY. The word KALPAK exists on the human realms, has some unknown meanings amongst the gurus and mystics, and a few more known and ordinary meanings in ordinary human circles. Anyway, so back now my readers, 2 the great mystery of the GREAT PLANTS HALLWAY in DIANA’S CODE CABIN, in the great territory of OLYMPIA PROPER, in the Great Olympian Province: Stacey told me in trance that seedling plants were put here once using very special soils from parks in her great city, SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, and these seedlings were to be transplanted to a special garden on the mortal worlds of the physical plane. Indeed, you guessed it, it was EDEN, and all the bible stories are indeed true, especially regarding the trees of the great Eden, astral word or one of numerous words for Krasslexperiment, and that is what the Earth on the mortal planes was and is, Her Great experiment, and Eden, and Nodia, the lands around this central area of Eden, contained the very first vegetations and caporial dream-downers, (humans, homosapiens). She was interested in whether or not the magical knowledge that ensued upon consuming the fruits inside these plant seedlings that grew to large fruit trees on the mortal world, would by causing the interactive-ness in brain chemistry arising from these fruits entering into the human bloodstream, was more or less powerful in its influence over this new human race experimentation, than what can come out of the human mouth, being words, whether spoken or typed on a keypad such as my machine-talking now as I speak. Old scriptures R loaded with dissertations of varying and numerous kinds, regarding things that proceed in or out of the mouth of God, or the gods in truer translation, and also of man, if properly interpreted.

I must continue this at another time, computer librarian gave me my marching orders 4 the day, but much more needs 2 B said, and will B said. I am now at what was once (in the later). Here again, but elsewhere, where I may continue by blog. First, if you R not aware of my website, it is www.morianity-founation.com. On earlier blogs and in some website text recently done by me, I gave U all 3 web addresses, that I assumed were in existence as the blue lines were coming up under them, but was wrong, and I obviously do not have the correct web address for Mike Kelly and his cool "secrets from the next dimension" newsletter. Also, no kemtrails site,hope somebody in the "conspiracy theory know and loop", takes the ball here and runs some yardage with this. Yes, and about my wonderful Eagles, GO EAGLES, yea, they did not have me to kick around last week at work, and use the parallel event tek against me 2 cause them problems. Remember, after years of no one knowing, I., yes IIIIII, called the DOW JONES AND THE STOCK MARKET, back when no one else really knew 4 sure, I did, because it directly moves resulting from the amount of persecution they deliver 2 me, and oh-six was the worst since the mid-late fudging nine-teen-nineties. I did not guess, nor prophesied, I KNEW, and that is gospel truth, and if U choose not 2 believe me, fine and dandy bwaby-wuv, still a 2.436508964% free country, or somewhere in there. I know that I am like no other entity living here on this Earth, and I say this in no bragging type of a way, my life is eternal hell, care to share with me some of it and then judge 4 yourself??????????

Earlier in the blog before losing my spot at the library, I was going 2 remind you that the minnina-kalpa, and what I told on earlier blog, was me making a slight math miscalculation, thinking astrally when I said that there R 9.6 ceecee's in one MK. One MK is not precisely 8 mega years in Earth equivalent, and it averages if converted into MW4D, (mortal world time), to just more than 8 mega-years, and that there are precisely 9.0000006 in one MK (minnina-kalpa). Rounding it off is easy, but not rounding it off, there are 6 zeros, a number 6, and a number 9. The month and year date represented digitally on MW4D of June of 1969, is 6/69. Two days prior on May 30th, Memorial Day, not a Monday, back in the old and good days, before that Monday Holiday thing was put into place, was the day, 5/30/69, when I was walking down Tennessee Avenue, in Atlantic City, New Jersey, USA, Earth, and Sarah was with one of her friends, and made her famous statement that I will not forget in 5000 years, as a car came driving down the street towards her shop, and she yelled into whomever was in this vehicle, "YOUR FRIENDS ARE IN THE SHOP". Remember, this is no ordinary shop and she is no ordinary girl, and this was no ordinary sound bite despite what anyone may choose to think. Where do U honestly think the entertainment world is getting their great ideas from, mister 323. Hay, you bet that room is no ordinary room, and Melanie Kafka's key has nothing to do with it. When I tried to revisit and re-stay in this great and yes "lost" room, I was not permitted to do so. A grown man in his forties ten years ago almost, when the place still was the Trinidad Motel, before going to something else under Tahren and Rieka Ghandi, and for the past 2 years give or take, joined the famous motel chain, REAL 8. How about the TOM REALE 8, hell, his name has EIGHT letters in it, does it not???????? An old friend of mine from nearly 400 years ago when I was a Native American Squaw, told me something, before I was put through the head with an ancient but quite efficient musket, as my husband thought I was being unfaithful with a chief's grandson in an old canoe boat, when in fact he was showing me a gift that his sister had made, 4 me 2 give to him, and the prick shot me, and I was pregnant with his child, the next thing I remember is around 1713 as an 8 year old kid in an entirely different set and series of interactions. Before I went 2 get into the boat 4 my final ride as a Delaware Indian, Great Walker, the name of my best friend in my tribe, said that he dreamed the previous night that lightning struck but did not burn anything. Then a very ravishing teen aged blond of extreme height with bright long yellow hair down past her knees, said to tell me that she knew me ans would soon B a part of her life on 2 separate and different worlds, here and the ones of the great spirits, Indian chit chat for the astral plane. She went on to say that when I met two boys at the same time in a strange new land, one named Wilson, the other one named Peter, this is when I would come to know the Great Cousin of the shimmering bang, Diana Arteemis, being lightning or as the tribe referred to her as, the shimmering bang, her cousin being the Great Spirit, Sarah Stacey herself. These things prophesied all indeed came 2 pass. I met these 2 boys in Princeton, NJ, not far from where Sarah Karge was born in Trenton in the summer of 1896. The boys were my 2 best friends while attending the 6th grade. That summer, in 1965, and the following one after losing contact with them in June of 1966, is indeed the 2 summers of my first making contact with the Great SSJKK. I was finally told by Great Walker,that Diana Z.A., as I now know her by in the human year 2006, and in my now human identity of Mountainpen, that the reason all of everything is here all pertains to Tennessee Avenue, Sarah-Stacey Krassle, her shop, and her special "That Boy". Shows like Dark Shadows, That Girl, and countless others, all sprang up from this Atlantic City mess that I am in now and forever.

I can dig up buried objects that are well hidden from the prying eyes of the curious, and place them all in such a way as to forever change the very atomic arrangement of ALL OF REALITY. There is a tek known about only by the cult of the Lambriggs, shortened from Lamist Briggers, where placing any thing within a short range of it and you atomically duplicate not the shape nor mass, but the kerlian energy, the very essence of reality that is behind reality on this Earth mortal world plane. There is 2 much detail in all this 2 further elucidate upon right now, and it is frightening and deadly ass dangerous. Go to the freaking website, to the art gallery, and since my webmaster and guru is standing over me, let me also add, go to the greatest and most fabulous WEBSITE, address previously given at the start of this stage movement. He and I had a good laugh when he saw that I had just written, go to the FREAKING website, it is McG I was mad at, and not the coolest dude in town, mister ED HIMACANE. You have real BLATANT BALLS, Mister ROBERT MC GUIRE. All right world, now C what I go through, even EDDIE almost shit in his drawers, he said that he never saw McGuire, then KABOOMIO, out of nowhere, in 2 seconds, he is right in our face, just click into the photos and C the frigging' pix 4 yourself!!!!!!!!!!!! Remember how I announced 2 everyone from the library that day that Eddie and myself were coming down and on our way to your street and city, who R you, Sarah's cosmic PROTECTOR??????? I was in his crummy bar that day nearly 10 years ago, and this bully bastard scared the flying fucker juice oudda me. These prick bastards love 2 just pop up out of literally nowhere, and fuck with me, and they have technology right out of your rip-off SCI-FI channel LOST 323 TRINIDAD ROOM.
In the AC, NJ Press, is an article I believe it is today's paper, talking about the GREAT TENNESSEE AVENUE, THE 4 DEAD NIGHT LADIES, AND GOOD OLD BULLY MC GUIRE, and it talks about how "nobody talks much about Tennessee Avenue until now". So what is really going on ladies and lads? I claim the REAL/E story behind T. Avenue is the time warp over Kings Casino Bus Garage, next door to McG's!!!!!!!!!! These bully's and jit bags have made my life a living rock chucking HELL for 4 damn decades. I will tell much much much more in stage movement #32, stay tuned, or in the case of McG, stay GOONED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!