DMRDI: May 2013

Title: Clock Code

It is may 16th 2013 a Thursday.

This is very relevant.

I found what I was looking for and knew I needed to immediately tag something.

I found it at approximately 2 PM central standard time.

This is not the place to do this. I have a place to do it but I can't find the given set of car keys.

Here's what I'll say, you're going to have to find this because I can't exactly find you. I started this document at 206 and the machine had issues so my part of the clock has passed the mark.

I say this because I'm working within a cracked environment and I'm beating them at their own game. I really am.

I entered this place yelling and screaming about what I could do if I so desired. The problem I had was location, location, location!

Let's just say the lights on somewhere.

Today is the day of the rest of your life so you might will look at today.

I think about October 14, 2012 and I think about what a long way I've come from there. Basically I was able to walk in your shoes and now I have removed your shoes and him placing them up your rectum. That's not to the person trying to talk to.

The person I'm trying to talk to.

You're on the dial which means if I'm working within a cracked environment someone else's reading the dial.

I see your point I just can't tag you and speak to you confidentially. You are the key for the car I need to start.

Whether you know it or not you're holding a car key to a special type of code called the clock code.

I'm not bull defecating right now rid. This is for real, there's a type of code called a clock code. It has timestamps.

2 location, location, location, your timestamp is somewhat obvious and somewhat blatant on the other hand that's the only way a matter trip over it sorting through all of this mess.

18 85 5X 185X.

X being the value of the elements within a certain type of ping-pong.

There's a lot more stuff I need to be telling you. I made notes somewhere.

I can remember some of the stuff.

To all of the psychology Fs, I'm having a recurring dream. Knowing how the cartoon boys don't want to hear about my dreams and that's fine, I definitely understand their point of view. And this does fall outside of the original instruction set given to the original so-called inside group. That I think I called outside somewhere.

If you have an archive your realized that parts of this dream have come up before. I think they came up in 2004 or 2005. You'll have to refer to the archive.

Your guess is probably much better than mine.

There's a character, this is far outside the average persons field of knowledge especially the one who's passing along the clock code. In a way this doesn't relate to the clock coded all, I don't think, but I never know.

There was a TV commercial for toilet paper, he was a character in one of those commercials, he worked a grocery store, he was the, please don't squeeze the Sherman man, in the grocery store. That's not Sherman it's Cherman.

Now I've had this dream at least 4 times, probably more. In the dream he always says the exact same thing to me but he's in different locations and doing different things. The last time I had the dream, not last night the night before, he was in a stainless steel tub, I'm assuming he was neck it. I assume he is neck it because I can see his bare chest. He's telling me I need to tell you people some important issues.

And there are quite a few important issues. I just don't feel like telling you because it takes so much time. Which gets back to an old or should I say recently old Saturday Night Live when the hostess of Nikki and I'll just feeding the punchlines.

So here are the punchlines, does anyone have a recipe book, it's called the 20 7K. That's pretty importance or better corrected, correct it, 27K.

There's one other thing in the dream, Mr. Sherman is not alone he's always accompanied by a female. This e-mail is in the music industry specifically rating relating to contemporary country and Western music.

I still have no idea why this person is in my dream and why this person is been chosen. It really doesn't make sense although her math is damn near perfect. And so was the math of her husband.

Despite what any of you might think I'm not trying to get in the way of anyone's marriage! Far from it. I didn't choose you in a strange way you chose me.

This gets back to some captured footage I have, I'm assuming the information has been stolen because of the behavior of some of the elements within my life.

I made a small movie with a camera mounted in my backseat. I was talking to the camera and I was actually talking to this girl that's in my dream.

A while back, I was driving and this girl manifested herself in my backseat. You could collect imaginary, I can see why you would call it that, here's the problem, here is the problem, I would call it imaginary!

There was nobody in my backseat. But she was in my backseat with 2 other people. This is starting to bother me because this relates to candlesticks in building bricks. Which is something altogether different.

Now at that time I truly knew nothing about this given artist, I know a little bit more now, not on purpose but because people kept signaling that pattern. Then I saw why.

Okay, you into other people appear in my backseat, you were sitting in the middle of the back seat.

The machine is being quite lethargic.

Maybe you people need to get your hands out of the blueberry pie.

Unfortunately I'm going to have to stop this document.

I'll call it problems with Denmark!

Back to code clock, I got some elements but they don't do much. I also need to talk about staging. That's actually a twofold lecture, it's got something to do with a small silver thing I picked up in Ada Oklahoma. You see there's more than one you!

By the way, that's the actual element that was thrown my way in 8 Oklahoma in Ada Oklahoma.

Over and out for now, I would talk more but the machine is definitely having some type of issue.

898

This is somewhat typical, there's not much in the way of anything archival here or anywhere else of the places I'm currently inhabiting. If you could go back to 2004 2005 you would see me making posts and then going back and amending them. That's kind of what I'm doing here. From my perspective I don't have a choice.

Let's talk to the clock code. If you look carefully I've just given you a script.

Now I'm on the outside of your outside. You are throwing code whether you know it or not. This is a big deal. Normally I would throw on my little scientist And call it coincidence. You were right on that edge kind of teetering and tottering over coincidence.

I saved the document I made the post and I turned the word processor off and the beast.

I then returned to location, location, location, and I thought I'd better resurvey what I was interpreting as code. And lo and behold I was swimming in it. That was low and behold.

I looked at how you had structured your given location, location, location. I thought, I don't know if any of this is real, it's very easy to lie here, does this person know that setting up a page this way indicates her age and therefore her birth year.

How many times do I have to tell you, don't squeeze the Sherman, change the S to the C. I don't feel like correcting it.

Anyway I feel like I've told you not to squeeze the toilet paper at least 4000 times or something pretty close to that.

Congratulations, your script has increased, now I should talk about staging and being very careful with blue swimsuits! I thought that would have been the outlet but it did not pan out. Neither did the day I'll pay you what a OU for hamburgers. The day I will pay you for what I owe you for my hamburger bill.

You guys can have to think, I'm operating from a knowledge base that clearly extends beyond your lifeline. There are 2 places to put your birth year, you're not older than Methuselah.

On the other hand if we slice and dice that would put you in a more appropriate arena.

You people do realize, you've put your fingers and things you should not put your fingers into. And now I'm dancing around the pie and twisting your fingers up. Look carefully, more script. Blue swimsuits pertain to England the twist can go anywhere specifically I think it was somewhere in Switzerland, now I could go back and check that but I don't want to give out too much information.

We do have that strange female doctor, you're the one I was telling you about when I was at the Museum. I don't know if that information still up or not. I'm assuming not. I was giving a lecture to Stephen King concerning color theory and the use of light. When the doctor stepped in.

This particular doctor defies reason and she actually is older than Methuselah.

To all of the users out there that is to say you and let's make that plural, were still bound by the normal reality of what ever reality is. My brain on the other hand tends to defy reality. Go figure!

Now I have to log back on with all of that crap. Then I'll probably trip over some more code. If you've hacked into this box you know I have saved many files and the location, location, location code is now a factor X or should I say beyond factor X.

You could call this a hairy mess but I'm assuming everyone's keeping hygiene in line with the professors desires!

It's okay, Marianne, that was a different place and time however Ginger knew the circuit and so complied. Now I have to get a cock cage around Mr. Howells penis, sorry Mrs. Howell. That's a part of the circuit and that's part of the prefix I use for some things called ( CON ). You guys need to be careful with my nomenclature, like everything I do it means more than one thing, that would be a big timeclock.

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