Chapter 08 Under A Death Siege from OTAMMSKUM, Again
Thursday, April 27, 2006 Chapter 7 Forbidden Information
And a good good day to you, friends and foes of MORIANITY, yes I am still here and surviving all of your viscious attacks, OTAMMSKUM. Pretending my name is michael mountainpen, which it is not, I assure you, the innitials are like the candy, yummy, no not me. But now the word stands for ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, O T A M M. Obviously, a moron can see why I have called such wicked pure filth by this code name. Starting at 2 P.m. yesterday, Wed., 4/26/6, I was furiously and visciously assalted, without provacation, as with all times of attack, and it is going on well into today, the 27th. I was merely putting gasoline in my vehicle, when out of nowhere, along comes, no not a spider, but a super loud piecea shit harliegh motorsickle, who gunned passes me with intent, and my ear still hurts today. If I had the tag, I would call the prosecutors office, the police, and then onto an injury lawyer, to sue the freaking fat bass-turd for all the slob's insurance company is forced by jersey=jury-award, to pay me. It was only starting at this point, no where near to being over! 6,7, maybe 8 minutes later, after finishing gassing up, and with 3 gallons of ice cream in a hot car that they know is hot as they broke the air conditioning system in it on 3 seperate occasions, finally forcing me to give up repairing the bitch. Hence and hitherto, they knew they could easily wreck my ice cream and turn it into milktrash, by doing what they do to me on many occasions: STAGE A PHONY CAR AND ROAD INCIDENT. This is exactly what they did, right by WAWA store in Hammonton, NJ, on route 30. Fortunately I thought fast. I saw what was happening, and not the 3- Dimensional road situation, STOP FRIGGIN LIVING SO DAMN THREE DEEINGLY, JESUS. THINGS DON'T JUST HAPPEN, OUR UNCONSCIOUS COLLECTIVE MIND AS THE GODS ARE PLAYING WITH THEMSELVES, LITERALLY, THROUGH ALL OF US. They cannot take the painful hellish mightmarish torment that there is never never never never any end to existance, how can their be for the gods sake, we simply exist, UNCONSCIOUS AWARENESS AT INFINITY IS ALL THAT IS REAL. DREAMWORLDS CAN BE CREATED FOR AMUSEMENT AND ENTERTAINMENT, PERHAPS BETTER SAID AS A KILL-TIME, BUT THE TIME AS WELL AS THE INTERACTIONS ARE ALL NOTHING MORE THAN THEIR, OR OUR, CREATED DREAMS. Being totally unconscious to the things containing dimension, we as the gods in infinity natually must start our dreaming on what mystics and psychics refer to as ASTRAL REALMS OR PLANES. You cannot choose to be a character in physical life, a mountai, or a star, from infinity, so you first dream out and away from this void nothingness which is in truth total absolute reality, and then from astral realities, we all get together and form societies, concepts, ideas, and immaginings of all various sorts. Some of the dreamdowns from there to here in physicallity are made as is so to speak, while other astral entities known by forces of the 'MILLIONTH COUNCIL', as 'phase-4' beings. These dudes and dudesses get here in physicallity through the immaginings of people like mystery writers, story and flk lore tellers, tv sci-fi creators, fictional book authors, and the list goes on. Every fantasy u will ever have in a human life, is them coming alive through u, and u must become aware of these great secret mysteries as u become more enlightened to the truths of which I tell, lest, major troubles and hassles await ye my brethren and sistren. Think about it in hi-tek terms with this example. It is two thousand eighty five now. It is 7 at night and a warm late autumn breeze is blowing softly through your screen enclosed outer deck at your summer home at the shore. You and 3 buddies, all 25-35 are putting away beer and pretzels, and staring out at the sunset over your lovely California Pacific Ocean panaramic view that u crack a 14K monthly nut to combinely rent from Trumps rich grandson. But who is looking at the warer or the sunset after 4 super beauty queens come by strutting it at full blast, with tripple d cup bikinis, showing just about the whole waxball. But alas, shit, they are not interested at all in the guys, as they are a 3- way lez team. No cold shower, or early evening ocean swim is gonna take the knots outa these dudes shorts. Hey, screw it, we have virtual reality, and not those toys back in the thirties or forties. Wham, in they go to the made up beach, seems totally real. Scanner pixed out the 3 babes, and already digitally recreated them, only they have but one thing on their minds, exactly what u told the computer to tell them to have on their minds. 3 days later, as in our part of the century back here, machines break, the crap's being serviced, Big jojo maheeken forgets that however when he gets a bit bombed that night. He walks out the real door and rapes the real girls or one anyway, before the other 2 six foot 3 amazons tear both his arms half off, and wrip off mister johnson in the final congame of his poor bastard life. I may overdoo it a bit in my illustrations in order to make a point, hay, so sue me, I ain't got squat and a half !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FORBIDDEN INFORMATION can be transmittes. It simply cannot be received. I can shout what I know from the highest mountain, the furtherest star or the deepest cavern. I do not get stopped, other than knowing that I am totally wasting my time, as all listeners to forbidden info are getting it encripted, and cannot break code unless the gods will and allow it. Do u really doubt that unconsciousness is what controls all shit here in physical life on planet earth? Did u ever hear of medical conditions called 'HYSTERICAL-NON SYSTEMIC'? A great old TV show from the start of the 1970's, called MEDICAL CENTER showed two of these cases that I remember seeing, no pun meant, a girl named Lucy with hysterical blindness, and a boy named Carl with hysterical deafness. Translation: they were totally blind and deaf, yet the ear and eye remained undamaged. The conscious mind could not deal with volger things that these two teenagers saw their parents do, the cases were unrelated from two seperate shows, but in any event, unconsciousness that is in TOTAL CONTROL OF ALL, ON EARTH OR THE SO CALLED HEAVENS, kicked in to protect the sanity of these youngsters. The memory stored in conscious mind of the horrific deeds, were grabbed by unconsciuos mind and locked out of conscious mind, causing the sight or sound of the bad deed to be closed off from contact with normal waking brain. The things that fade behind us int deep seeming nothingness, are indeed in the void infinity. Many mystics trance out to shut off this waking world as you call it, they really are waking up out of their dream. Now as you turn off thios created dreamworld, the real astral worlds begin to surface, and the even more real truth of the void infinity lies, no not above that, for that is all there is, and what really is,TOTAL VOID, NOTHINGNESS. Since existance in 5-D hyperspace, the void, or tween-astral life are what there is, that is it. You can never hope to ever reach that blissful nirvana that the enlightened tell you can be found. Nirvanic oblivion is not an option, NO WAY JOSE', and sorry to be hell's worst messinger, but somebody's gotta tellit true little Tammie, not that it can be received, for what I tell is FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE AND INFORMATION. Finally, life loopers verses life continuers will be harped on lots more in the 7th chapter of MORIANITY BIBLE. I'll graze peach fuzz off the top of the berg that gave the Titanic to my lovely Sarah-Stacey, just peach fuzz 4 now, no big elabs or elucis. People who have the power over us in all facets of life, be it kings, presidents, mayors, billionaires, successful entertainers and athletes, and on and on, are actually, unconscious LIFE LOOP CORRECTORS, REPEATING AT THE POINT OF DEATH, WHAT THEY JUST DID, RESENDING THE SAME ENERGY BACK INTO THEIR YOUNGER SELF, IN ORDER TO CONSCIOUSLY ATTEMOT TO CORRECT SOMETHING THAT MADE THEIR LIFE BAD OR KEPT IT FROM BEING GOOD, THEY CAN ALSO BE REFERRED TO AS HYPERSPACE TRAVELERS. You do nt have to wait to die if you get totally on to all that is going on and learn to live within new and extended boundaries and parameters. To my best knowledge, the gods chose only one mortal, M E-------------------------that's M E, all other HS travel is going on around us totally in the unconscious collective, or referred to a bit ignorantly in the1960's as COSMIC MIND. Do not misunderstand, the term is fantastic, but many 69's kids were throwing phrases like cosmic mind and cosmic consciousness around like Mitch Williams did in the 93 world series, but that only cost us our game, sure I am still pissed to hell, but using knowledge 99% or less of its totao accuracy is like kids in a sandbox playing with nuclear powered devices andatom smashers, no,no,no,no, and please, another unequivical N O. More will be hashed around about the 7 dimensions from systems makers, down to daughter multiverses, thickening life energies, why it causes that deja voo sensation, and much more. Very soon, I will be contacting search engines and paying to create and advertise my website that will be called www.morianity bible.com, but it has not yet fallen into your conscious illusion of 4-D space yet, so be a lookin, and I'll keep a tellin like it is.
And a good good day to you, friends and foes of MORIANITY, yes I am still here and surviving all of your viscious attacks, OTAMMSKUM. Pretending my name is michael mountainpen, which it is not, I assure you, the innitials are like the candy, yummy, no not me. But now the word stands for ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, O T A M M. Obviously, a moron can see why I have called such wicked pure filth by this code name. Starting at 2 P.m. yesterday, Wed., 4/26/6, I was furiously and visciously assalted, without provacation, as with all times of attack, and it is going on well into today, the 27th. I was merely putting gasoline in my vehicle, when out of nowhere, along comes, no not a spider, but a super loud piecea shit harliegh motorsickle, who gunned passes me with intent, and my ear still hurts today. If I had the tag, I would call the prosecutors office, the police, and then onto an injury lawyer, to sue the freaking fat bass-turd for all the slob's insurance company is forced by jersey=jury-award, to pay me. It was only starting at this point, no where near to being over! 6,7, maybe 8 minutes later, after finishing gassing up, and with 3 gallons of ice cream in a hot car that they know is hot as they broke the air conditioning system in it on 3 seperate occasions, finally forcing me to give up repairing the bitch. Hence and hitherto, they knew they could easily wreck my ice cream and turn it into milktrash, by doing what they do to me on many occasions: STAGE A PHONY CAR AND ROAD INCIDENT. This is exactly what they did, right by WAWA store in Hammonton, NJ, on route 30. Fortunately I thought fast. I saw what was happening, and not the 3- Dimensional road situation, STOP FRIGGIN LIVING SO DAMN THREE DEEINGLY, JESUS. THINGS DON'T JUST HAPPEN, OUR UNCONSCIOUS COLLECTIVE MIND AS THE GODS ARE PLAYING WITH THEMSELVES, LITERALLY, THROUGH ALL OF US. They cannot take the painful hellish mightmarish torment that there is never never never never any end to existance, how can their be for the gods sake, we simply exist, UNCONSCIOUS AWARENESS AT INFINITY IS ALL THAT IS REAL. DREAMWORLDS CAN BE CREATED FOR AMUSEMENT AND ENTERTAINMENT, PERHAPS BETTER SAID AS A KILL-TIME, BUT THE TIME AS WELL AS THE INTERACTIONS ARE ALL NOTHING MORE THAN THEIR, OR OUR, CREATED DREAMS. Being totally unconscious to the things containing dimension, we as the gods in infinity natually must start our dreaming on what mystics and psychics refer to as ASTRAL REALMS OR PLANES. You cannot choose to be a character in physical life, a mountai, or a star, from infinity, so you first dream out and away from this void nothingness which is in truth total absolute reality, and then from astral realities, we all get together and form societies, concepts, ideas, and immaginings of all various sorts. Some of the dreamdowns from there to here in physicallity are made as is so to speak, while other astral entities known by forces of the 'MILLIONTH COUNCIL', as 'phase-4' beings. These dudes and dudesses get here in physicallity through the immaginings of people like mystery writers, story and flk lore tellers, tv sci-fi creators, fictional book authors, and the list goes on. Every fantasy u will ever have in a human life, is them coming alive through u, and u must become aware of these great secret mysteries as u become more enlightened to the truths of which I tell, lest, major troubles and hassles await ye my brethren and sistren. Think about it in hi-tek terms with this example. It is two thousand eighty five now. It is 7 at night and a warm late autumn breeze is blowing softly through your screen enclosed outer deck at your summer home at the shore. You and 3 buddies, all 25-35 are putting away beer and pretzels, and staring out at the sunset over your lovely California Pacific Ocean panaramic view that u crack a 14K monthly nut to combinely rent from Trumps rich grandson. But who is looking at the warer or the sunset after 4 super beauty queens come by strutting it at full blast, with tripple d cup bikinis, showing just about the whole waxball. But alas, shit, they are not interested at all in the guys, as they are a 3- way lez team. No cold shower, or early evening ocean swim is gonna take the knots outa these dudes shorts. Hey, screw it, we have virtual reality, and not those toys back in the thirties or forties. Wham, in they go to the made up beach, seems totally real. Scanner pixed out the 3 babes, and already digitally recreated them, only they have but one thing on their minds, exactly what u told the computer to tell them to have on their minds. 3 days later, as in our part of the century back here, machines break, the crap's being serviced, Big jojo maheeken forgets that however when he gets a bit bombed that night. He walks out the real door and rapes the real girls or one anyway, before the other 2 six foot 3 amazons tear both his arms half off, and wrip off mister johnson in the final congame of his poor bastard life. I may overdoo it a bit in my illustrations in order to make a point, hay, so sue me, I ain't got squat and a half !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FORBIDDEN INFORMATION can be transmittes. It simply cannot be received. I can shout what I know from the highest mountain, the furtherest star or the deepest cavern. I do not get stopped, other than knowing that I am totally wasting my time, as all listeners to forbidden info are getting it encripted, and cannot break code unless the gods will and allow it. Do u really doubt that unconsciousness is what controls all shit here in physical life on planet earth? Did u ever hear of medical conditions called 'HYSTERICAL-NON SYSTEMIC'? A great old TV show from the start of the 1970's, called MEDICAL CENTER showed two of these cases that I remember seeing, no pun meant, a girl named Lucy with hysterical blindness, and a boy named Carl with hysterical deafness. Translation: they were totally blind and deaf, yet the ear and eye remained undamaged. The conscious mind could not deal with volger things that these two teenagers saw their parents do, the cases were unrelated from two seperate shows, but in any event, unconsciousness that is in TOTAL CONTROL OF ALL, ON EARTH OR THE SO CALLED HEAVENS, kicked in to protect the sanity of these youngsters. The memory stored in conscious mind of the horrific deeds, were grabbed by unconsciuos mind and locked out of conscious mind, causing the sight or sound of the bad deed to be closed off from contact with normal waking brain. The things that fade behind us int deep seeming nothingness, are indeed in the void infinity. Many mystics trance out to shut off this waking world as you call it, they really are waking up out of their dream. Now as you turn off thios created dreamworld, the real astral worlds begin to surface, and the even more real truth of the void infinity lies, no not above that, for that is all there is, and what really is,TOTAL VOID, NOTHINGNESS. Since existance in 5-D hyperspace, the void, or tween-astral life are what there is, that is it. You can never hope to ever reach that blissful nirvana that the enlightened tell you can be found. Nirvanic oblivion is not an option, NO WAY JOSE', and sorry to be hell's worst messinger, but somebody's gotta tellit true little Tammie, not that it can be received, for what I tell is FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE AND INFORMATION. Finally, life loopers verses life continuers will be harped on lots more in the 7th chapter of MORIANITY BIBLE. I'll graze peach fuzz off the top of the berg that gave the Titanic to my lovely Sarah-Stacey, just peach fuzz 4 now, no big elabs or elucis. People who have the power over us in all facets of life, be it kings, presidents, mayors, billionaires, successful entertainers and athletes, and on and on, are actually, unconscious LIFE LOOP CORRECTORS, REPEATING AT THE POINT OF DEATH, WHAT THEY JUST DID, RESENDING THE SAME ENERGY BACK INTO THEIR YOUNGER SELF, IN ORDER TO CONSCIOUSLY ATTEMOT TO CORRECT SOMETHING THAT MADE THEIR LIFE BAD OR KEPT IT FROM BEING GOOD, THEY CAN ALSO BE REFERRED TO AS HYPERSPACE TRAVELERS. You do nt have to wait to die if you get totally on to all that is going on and learn to live within new and extended boundaries and parameters. To my best knowledge, the gods chose only one mortal, M E-------------------------that's M E, all other HS travel is going on around us totally in the unconscious collective, or referred to a bit ignorantly in the1960's as COSMIC MIND. Do not misunderstand, the term is fantastic, but many 69's kids were throwing phrases like cosmic mind and cosmic consciousness around like Mitch Williams did in the 93 world series, but that only cost us our game, sure I am still pissed to hell, but using knowledge 99% or less of its totao accuracy is like kids in a sandbox playing with nuclear powered devices andatom smashers, no,no,no,no, and please, another unequivical N O. More will be hashed around about the 7 dimensions from systems makers, down to daughter multiverses, thickening life energies, why it causes that deja voo sensation, and much more. Very soon, I will be contacting search engines and paying to create and advertise my website that will be called www.morianity bible.com, but it has not yet fallen into your conscious illusion of 4-D space yet, so be a lookin, and I'll keep a tellin like it is.
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