EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND OPENING BLOG

“Exploratronic Supermind—-Opening Blog:
8:30 PM, Wednesday evening, September 2, 2009
OPENING:

All day long, the filthy military and OTAMM or WOMO, persecuted me heavy. The air siege was major. The same crash-level low flying airplane kept harassing me illegally. It first flew over Dawn’s psychiatrist in English Creek, New Jersey this morning, later it was in different other locations throughout Atlantic County, New Jersey as well. Some chemtrailing was nasty, but I have been under worse skies. Military planes and bombers were all around me as well, making a lot of noise, and flying extremely low wherever I went, all day long. If this diseased toilet water drinking scuz did not have me 2 torment and torture, they would go literally mad at light velocity squared. This began when I began breaking out of the HUNTINGTON CURSE in the spring and summer of 1986 by defeating the game of roulette at the Atlantic City casinos, by using what Diana Arteemis told me 2 use, a system of applying parallel event 2 the game. Julia White could not permit the remotest possibility of my happiness and being able 2 escape this family curse. So they used the negamagging ICPE tool, another mighty part of the PAWM-PIE. If any of U doubt me, buy a pair of dice or a deck of playing cards at any Mart or dollar store or wherever. When U have days where the boss or your spouse is really kicking your glass and giving U a hard time, try guessing 50/50 chances 10 or 20 times and give yourself 5 or 10 points 4 each win, and  Depending on if U use 10 or 20 throws or draws, so that all wins would total up to 100%. Keep a long running record. Keep one 4 real bad days and then the more normal days. U will, and I guarantee U, B able 2 prove that I am speaking only major secret truths here. Your scores on the OK days as they total onward, will always far surpass the scores on the bad days totals provided U compare these 2 at equal amounts of total throws or draws. If U wanna try and prove me wrong over time and R not quite sure what I am telling U2 do here, 2 verify my words and nightmare story; get a friend or acquaintance of yours who is more mathematically oriented, and they will show U what I am telling U2 do here BRO.

Told U2 watch the news. More natural disasters R forthcoming. No one can mess with me this much and expect my Magnesonic machine NOT 2 strike U back, ya bird. Speaking of birds, DEEDEE was all over me as well today, flying right over me so low on 2 occasions that I could hear her lovely flapping wings. I LOVE U DEEDEE!!!!!!!!!! Never leave me, tell her I need her SSJKK, please brown eyed TEEN-QUEEN from upline!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now let me tell U about the interaction I had early this evening when I took a short nap after a bunch of extremely trying and stressful days now and little real proper rest and sleep. Instantly, I found myself, and remember my body is lying basically dead on a bed, just as does your bodies when this stuff happens 2U, and U call it “just dreams and just dreaming” like U all R so powerful ingenious brain trusts that really know what is going on. Please give me a break, I hurt 2 much 2 get into a fit of raucous laughter tonight, BRA!!!! I find myself in a bedroom with a strange small radio that is playing not real loud but music is coming from it. It is sitting up high on top of a refrigerator, despite this being not a kitchen, but as I said, a bedroom. My song written in 1999 called “ATLANTIC QUEEN” was playing note 4 note on the radio, all though it was in Spanish and I could not tell if the lyrics had been pirated as well as the precise melody had been. Suddenly I became totally aware that there was a man in the room from the Federal Bureau of Investigation, the FBI. I suddenly out of the blue asked him 2 please verify that indeed he knew that someone powerful was messing with me and had wrecked and obliterated my entire life, and that all I wanted him 2 do was give me a small wink in his eye if I am correct. He institutively appeared 2 know that I would cover his back should he indeed cooperate with me, one turn of good deed deserving another sort of, so that he would not get into any problems with any of his superiors. He gave me a very small but definite wink in the left eye by my point of reference in facing this man. I then instantly pretended he did not 2 cover him, and said 2 him, I really wish U could have helped me, and he then said, I am sorry, I do not know what UR talking about. But he DID WINK, a small wink, but a wink. HE DID. Well cut fingers from frozen drinking glasses and great fish in bays not withstanding, maybe indeed his name was Agent Icemachine, huh United States Copyright Office Examiners of the summer time in 1986????????????????????? My mother was in the next room, and I left the bedroom, and was trying 2 remember where it was that I was living, the surroundings were totally unfamiliar. The man in the bedroom seemed 2 vanish, Agent Icemachine or whatever Congressman Oakstreet Andrews. Don’t have a cow and an aneurism on me simultaneously Roseanne, please. One Heinz Gottwald on Planet Earth is enough, actually when he was alive, I would have said it was definitely one 2 many, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, Dawn and Ann King walked through the front door, and began arranging and moving things. We had all moved in 2 some new place. My mom was alive and with us. I tried desperately hard 2 figure it all out, and then BOOM, it hit me right in the DREAMING, I am an exploratron. This is what mortal man refers 2 as being in a dream, or dreaming, or whatever. I am now in another part of the hyperspace where other U’s and me’s exist and R living all sorts of different lives. I even remembered that I was planning 2 go back 2 my own part of hyperspace later, or WAKE UP, as U might perceive this, and begin a brand new series of blogs on this topic of mans natural hyperspace explorations, by permitting the body 2 shut down not all the way 2 death, but meet death sort of half way as any medical doctor knows, U do indeed slow down and approach a more dead-like physical condition, measurable in varied respiration, heartbeat, metabolic processes, etcetera, from when fully and wide awake and functioning in the normal physical world. By lowering your physical systems over a period of time, U also literally begin turning off your awareness 2 this physical plane. Anyone doubting this can try holding a glass of water while falling asleep. Only a total nut job would want 2 spill a tall drink of ice cold water all over themselves in a bed. Yet once U leave your awareness behind 2 this reality here, U do not care. U do not care if 5 burglars have broken in and R robbing U and R about 2 rape or even murder U. Now should U awaken and retune into this waking life again, yes, at this point UR reconnected, and yes, U will instantly begin caring again 2 things pertaining 2U here. So when UR not here, and not nowhere, where RU? Well, I have said in prior blogs that this is called becoming an EXPLORATRON. The pure energy that is closer 2 being really “U”, church goers call it ‘your-soul’, moves all over hyperspace as the body shuts down. Even when it no longer exists in one part of hyperspace, it is existing in many others throughout time and hyperspace, so U never really die and go into some after life. U always simply R existing astrally, and have many numerous dream-downs into the lower hyperspace realms. U live in numerous and countless lives with your one combined total energy, down here in hyperspace, the 5th dimensional reality controlled totally by the 6th dimension of mind. Now looking at all of this as ECKANKAR the religion of light and sound, looks at it, the 2 belief systems R similar, but differ in some very major ways as well. Their concept of being coworkers with this powerful god that lays beyond the ethers, simply is not what is going on. Like all belief systems/religions, whatever, it always is a manmade design 2 soothe the psyche or ‘soul’ or U or whatever, something that makes U feel better, more comfortable and cozy, and able 2 face the reality of reality. The harsh reality is that U exist at zero dimensional void in total nothingness. Think about it logically, Y would anything exist or B real? We must create reality, through powerful illusions called in many human circles, CREATION. Lawtrons from the 7th dimension create the mind realm below it, looped into a lower 6th dimension and from there the lower 5th dimensional hyperspace is also created, yet B4 any of this is dreamed out and away from the great VOID, the LAWTRON dreams out onto an ASTRAL-PLANE of reality, and from there, the rest of the dimensional systems of a more material physicality R then dreamed down into what we perceive 2B through powerful maya and illusion, various physical lifetimes in the real waking world, all pure illusion, nothing but total MAYA. There is no co-working with some great force, and all of this is so totally nonsensical that it makes me more angry than jovial in pondering how humans must suffer and survive 2 a point beyond what any have except 4 me, 2 get woke up and enlightened. Surviving enough hellishness literally turns the memory-off switch in the Lawn-Mower Man jack in system so 2 speak, back on, and my switch is indeed, BACK ON, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Later on we will spend time in the discussion of prior infinites and the mighty void and how LAWTRONS dream out and away from the void and so much more, but this opening blog is all about the subject of EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND, or said otherwise, simply human beings while asleep and dreaming, in plainer words. U all know that U sometimes seem 2B in places U know totally well and with people U know also, but things R always a bit off, somewhat slightly different, and this is all part of the hyperspace effect. Some say they do not dream, really they have no waking world recall of their exploratronic supermind. 4 various reasons, we all have different levels of vividness in recall as exploratrons. We all R indeed exploratrons. The only time we R not exploratrons, is when we come back into our own universe and body that matches up, and we become connected again, PHYSICALLY 2 our own illusion again, and the Vegas Act goes on, tricking us with our fooled 5 senses in a world that any physical scientist will tell U directly is really mere waves and particles and they have no clue how we process this into our waking lives and have our beingness here on the PHYSICAL PLANE. So I was visiting another place where I live and all of these characters were part of it, including Agent Icemachine, as I jokingly am giving him this name.

My apologies 2 Saru, I had no idea that the slang word 4 private detective was not permitted, nor the slang word 4 loose women, and I missed one editing of the EF-word, but I deleted the entry and re-edited and then cut and pasted in the newer version last night, again, Saru, very sorry. Sometimes in a hurry the word AS is typed in and might grow an extra “S”, if this is ever done, it is unintentional, once a terrible miss-hit keystroke happened that spelled a horrific anti-Semitic name, after-all the K and the L indeed R next 2 each other on the typewriter, and I assure U that this was totally unintentional, and I am extremely sorry that this got by me.

Many things R going 2B discussed and all about EXPLORATRONIC-SUPERMIND, the real truth of DREAMING and HYPERSPACE. Remember the simple rule that there is always a dominant and a reccesant personality within yourself. The dominant is the conscious part of your own universe in the vast hyperspace or interdimensional virtually unlimited universes within every upline and downline thought out of the mind realm or the D-6. When UR awake, UR the dominant, and many other U’s from hyperspace that R asleep, R DREAMING through U, and into your weird by their perspective, universe and life circumstances. All of this is just an opening, we will tear the heart out of all of this B4 I get through with my blogging, as now, I am not able 2 leave, ba-da-da—–dum. Do not tell me what I am imagining please, not now, not 12 years ago, and not ever, thank U.

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