Billy Mahoney Strikes Again, Doesn't SHE?

‘BILLY MAHONEY STRIKES AGAIN, DOESN’T SHE?’
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-AUDIO-1995
Datfile:---080908.370.27------Beginning Transmission:


Well my Morians and all others stumbling in here Suzie Quattro, I am under a super fucking death siege by the WOMO, or sai8d a bit more descriptively, the WORLD OWNERS/MILITARY-UFO-FORCE of ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MARK MOHR, some know me on line as Michael Wayne Mountainpen. This is not a legally recognized alias, merely a writers chosen pen-name. B4I even left 4 work last night, shit was fucking going major wrong. 2 things got misplaced, and found, HA-HA, clumsy clutsyness abounded, all sorts of crap was happening right down 2 shoelace breakages, always a super negative with me at least, please start noticing and commenting, I will B willing 2 bet it’s also the case with U and it just goes endlessly over your head. Aniwho Hazard song singer and others, as well as the many other ‘hazards’ in my life long B4 meeting Robert and his geeetar playing pal and mine as well, Peter Smith, I made it 2 the job without lots of incidents but that is just about where the phrasing ’without lots of incidents’ ends. The State Police went by often, and I knew I was in trouble, they will not admit it 2 me, I know that, just as Paris’ pop played the I’m So Vane song a while back at me, they would say this 2 me I am quite sure if I ever tried 2 find out, but I know better, first Mr. Hilton SIR, if I am so vane, then out of all the songs U could have played through the PA system, and U played that one, and I am NOT supposed 2 believe as I do, U just verified what I all ready know, ol’ pal, and the (70’s) singer of the song only happens 2 have Sarah Callio’s initials in her name out of many possible chances 4 that, ho-hum Charlie and LA LA LA SCY-LLA, nothing gets by me just because I may choose not 2 blog something for a month or 100 months. I am still sitting on shit that I fully intend 2 blog and counterstrike very hard someday, even though yes in war, innocent blood will always B shed, that is the cold rotten FACTS IOF WAR. I did not start this war, just found my fucking self in it one day in August, coming up now on prefuckingcisely 22 years ago 2 the very day!!!! I will not bore U2 much with all the bullshit, but things will get said, if UR not in the mood 4 ONE-OF-THOSE-MOUNTAINPEN-TRASH-TALK-BLOGS, read no freaking further my friend!!!!

Ann and I were going 2 start at the casino using opposite shooting on days like this very day, but daut-morning-light screwed it up. I am 2 nice 2 people. I give them my very blood and they make me promises, and then shit all over me and laugh, thinking I am so stupid, because I am so fucking nice 2 people. Maybe I get shit out of my system by trash talking them on a blog but I am always the gentleman that goes out of his way over and over and never even expecting any sort of a quid pro quo. Dawn is a miserable man hater who uses men, all men, and me major. But no one is anywhere as smart as they like 2 believe themselves 2B, because I can have her put right back in jail any time I want, no joke. It will reach a point where I all ready know that this will B my last resolve, I’ll simply have no choice when it comes down 2 my survival or hers, as I am not doing this 2 her, she is fucking up my life. She got a medical discharge from the Straight and Narrow Rehab Center 4 substance abuse, and none of U have clue # point oh one of all the wild connections running cosmically into all of this, thus and hence, I am going 2 keep what I now tell y’all simple short and sweet. She wrote me a letter as she often wrote her mom and hubby and me, and in it, came right out and told me in this (signed-confession-letter) that she was not staying there until February of oh-nine, and basically told me that John Judy, her Atlantic County Justice System Probie-Off can go screw himself, as she has a master plan 2 get out and she knows it will work. IT DID!!!!!! She is a highly intelligent person, but they all slip up, usually if in no other way, in a social way. They think that they can use and hurt a person, me in this case, endlessly, and then trust me with her biggest secret. If U plan 2 hurt and hurt and hurt me forever, anyone out there, then don’t B a moron and spit out your biggest closet kept secrets 2 me at your weaker nicey-nice moments, as I guarantee that I will use them against U if need B in order 2 survive myself if my back is totally up against the wall and UR the 1 putting it there. It is not that difficult to inflict upon yourself, a contagious type of skin disease, and this is exactly what she did, and I have her signed confession that literally equals, not MC squared, but a 5-year ticket to state prison 2 finish out a deserved sentence. She is an evil and selfish woman, but then, I have never met a girl yet that I can really say is not, it tears me apart 2 say this, but truth does indeed cause those nasty tears. This is Y truth hurts as they say, we all have heard it since we crawled permanently out of our cribs, and we will go on hearing this until we R laid in our crypts. Sure enough 5-10 days after I received her letter from the clinic that she was gonna get out or else, this thing happens, and one of her room mate ladies got mildly infected with this, and out she went on medical discharge with one very angry John Judy, who would ,most likely kiss me if I ever brought over that damming letter evidence over 2 him, but I will not B that mean, unless she totally wrecks my life and there is literally no escape my role as HER-SLAVE. I feel I have 2 evil ruling queens now, wiping me out worse than any fucking tidal wave could ever do. The one day Terry and Gabby wanted 2 come over and help me with the computer, and Dawn has 2 have her stupid fucking dog IMMEDIATELY, and makes me charge the fucking pound fee of 85 dollars onto my credit card, U obey the queens in my life or else. She paid me back, but I had to remind her and Ann that this was no gift, I am broke and now I do not even have the money that I was counting on after enemy Governor fucking jerk off Corzine screwed me the fuck out of 90 some percent of my property tax rebate, without any warning. Anytime I need 2, it is back 2 jail 4 Amazon Morning Light, Donna Retracer. When I get to the late 22 hundreds, UR meat as well, 4 doing this 2 me. Yes Ernie, U really did send me on 1 fucking hell of a damn journey, just as the son g says. But what did I tell Brad in 1969 that I managed 2 slip and squeeze into my song without getting totally specific about it? Well he had just met the love of his 13 year old life, a luscious 12 year old brunette by the name of Diane, just a few doors down from the apartment court area that he lived in with mommy dearest, Grace Messenger, the gaga-drool of Rodney Dangerfield’s life. Yes she was a super beautiful queen, and I will admit that he was my only boyhood friend who I had nasty fantasies about a mother of any of them while in private bedroom sessions. She was very similar in size and build and facial appearance to the great all mighty Susan Lucci, who I would go on to C in about a year 4 the first time, and nearly drop over dead. As guys all know B4 the invention of affordable video machines in the eighties, trying 2 time ejaculations with quick close up shots on television of queens like Lucci, could either make your entire day or cause one 2 learn major new curse words. Aniwho, and shame on U if UR reading this at your age, but others, Brads new love, Diane, not that I blamed him as she was a little dish, tall for 12 and built like a fashion model and damn near fully developed, but I heard a conversation between them when I was behind the trash house in that particular court, and it was not real pretty. I learned that Brad had an extension phone in the bathroom, and I had used the bathroom perhaps 3 times in the 6 months or so that he lived there, and always wondered what was behind a strange pile of something that looked like a linen box but it was not. It contained a phone, and the cord came in through the back. He had taken it apart at the wall and rewired it as his secret phone, and he had heard all the stuff that went down between Dangerfield and me the day he hollered out from the shit can 4 me 2 get the phone and take a message. Earlier blogs from late last year and early this year, 07/08, tell about the day I talked 2 this world famous comedian from his home, I only wish he had not croaked a few years ago, I would find some way 2 get him and Scot Ransom 2 tell me what they know about me and my problem with the Lamist Cult if I had 2 do something that natch I cannot blog. I heard Diane say that his bicycle, (mine) would B used by a municipal government half a hundred miles 2 the east, in or part of a plot to forever wreck him, just like what happened 2 him in the Philly church camp when he was 8 or 9. Then Brad said, in paraphrase, Y do they hate him and want 2 mess him up so badly? Diane responded that it goes further than us kids could begin 2 understand. Then either she or Brad moved back into the realm of childhood and I knew they were making out. Then after a minute or so, one of them said they had to go home or they’d get in trouble, they were sort of grounded early 4 producing a poor school report card. I then saw Brad exit the trash house, and 30 seconds later so did Brad. I had been on my way over 2 Brad’s, so I waited one minute longer still, and then continued walking around the trash house and over 2 Brads steps and up the C apartment or upstairs left. Most garden apartment systems have 2 floors, and those that do or did, always had the A and C units on floor one left and floor 2 left, and the B and D units were on floor one right and floor two right. I was in an A unit, left-bottom. Well 4 now enough on Garden apartments and Garden Parties and Ricky Nelsons, and what I’ll B forced 2 eventually do w2ith Dawn if things continue on the way that they R. I say all of this only 2 let forces know that I have her letter carefully put away and well hidden, and even without it, can testify under oath without fear of committing perjury that this was all indeed planed. I never want 2 hurt people but sometimes in my miserable cursed life, they just leave me totally without a cherce, Archie Bunker. I will get to the bottom of this computer and how 2 get it doing what I want, and I will get opposite shooting, whether it B with Ann or someone, but I will do this. They R only going to B able 2 slow me down and impede me temporarily, they cannot fucking stop me. I am at full speed ahead with all guns blaring. This is no joke. I will use what I must 2 move on and away from these fucking evil control freaks. I am hoping with every ounce of my being that a future blog will not B done similar 2 this one, about another reining ruling queen in my life. Y she could not just leave me alone after she vanished in seventy is beyond my mortal understanding, but I know things, big things, and it does not take Kennedy and Monroe elevations 2 end careers. All I want is 2 try and live out the rest of my pathetic and miserable life without all of this control freak stuff, I am tired of it. Create another world and rule over that one, leave me online and o0ut of it. Yesterday’s long nightmare interaction was pure hell. The Milituforce LAMBRIGGER SCUM BAGS followed me right through Kiefer Sutherlands channel and did a super Billy Mahoney on me ever since waking up out of it, so what exactly did the makers of this FLATLINERS movie know, and just how the fucking hell did they know it, and just who the fuck R they? I BEG people 2 get and watch, and RE-WATCH this. It is my life come alive. Every time I have ‘them’ fucking with me in the spirit world while I’m asleep, they follow me through the kerlian life energy channel without delay, right into this here and now waking world illusional reality. I try 2 get help and people expect a pathetic cursed fucking trailer rat 2B ABLE or CANE, 2 RAISE hundreds and thousands of dollars while I live on fucking shit and rat poison and have a dick in the mouth governor rob me out of my rightful few bucks. No one will help, all any one ever weill fucking do with me or 2 me is injure and impede and obstruct, sand hurt, sand mess with and fuck with, get the fucking point yet????? I had a major fucking attack at work, and the chem trails were horrific right over me driving home. If anything happens 2 me and I am found dead, these R my FUCKING ACCUSED MURDERERS AND THE LIST MAY SOON GROW: TRUMP, SNYDER, SUMMER, MARTINO, CALLIO, MCGUIRE, SCHAU, UNITED STATES BLACK OPERATIONS WETWORKS COVERT FORCES, MILITARY HIGH RANKINMG TOP CLASSIFIED RATED OFFICIALSU all know how I asked Congressman Andrews’ assistant’s Phil Patru and muscle boy whose name temporarily escapes my mind, write to the Department of Defense on the Congressman’s stationary, Mister Perry the at the time director, twice, and got absolutely stone walled, not even a polite brush off response. Is this a guilty plot of shit in its quintessential form or is my name Mother Moses Toilet Water? U cannot tell me all the things when combined all up and taken as one huge whole, is not proof beyond doubt that something, SOMETHING, I do not know precisely what, but something, HAS 2B GOING THE FUCKING HELL ON????? Here I am with as record promoter in July of 1980, a huge black dude with a magnum gun under his jacket right there 4 anyone 2C, and he says 2 me that if I do not a red light in Philly, he would shoot me, so I ran the fucking light. He said he owned me and that his Rastafarian friends from the 21st century have come back to 1980 2 connect up 2 me and change the world in their favor through numerous complex plans that I do not need B privy 2. He got me 2 tell many things that happened 2 me in my life over the telephone and he had an extremely dependable bladder or bowel tract that was made of a machine, as every 30 minutes, he said 2 me, wait a minute, I have 2 go the bath room, and I could hear clicking sounds like someone turning over or inserting cassette tapes into a machine. I have had literally a full finger count of female recording artists that have in one way or another been interested in something regarding me since 1971. The all mighty herself is one in the upline world. I cannot tell U more right now, but I know she is, The fascitar is a way 2 prove any and all of my claims 2 anyone’s satisfaction or dissatisfaction. It is a secret hidden method not found in any other books on HOW 2 ASTRALLY PROJECT, in any occult book store, nowhere, and not NOW HERE. They covered up 4 thousands of years how 2B in physical body and realm, yet leave and move onto astral world life and bring back your experience or much of it anyway, upon your return. Other books even by the world famous Robert Monroe, talk little about using your astral body on the ASTRAL PLANE. Ghosts use their astral body on the PHYSICAL PLANE, and U can as well, do the equivalent in their realm. I am not going 2 get heavy-into this again, U can Google up what I have all ready blogged on the FASCITAR. 4 a quick rehash 4 now however, U lie still and if possible naked or with a light attire, and no sheet over U. The bed should B comfy and U should B by yourself. It needs B either very quiet, or filled with a white or pink noise as they call it, the sound of a strong fan on its full speed will do just fine or a sound machine that has built in menu sounds like a wind or waterfall or ocean, the Sharper Image company and catalogues at least used 2 contain numerous pink-sound-soothers, as they were called in the nineteen eighties. If U have an old style looping cassette machine that continues, just tape the sound of radio hiss on an analogue radio, or tape a loud falling rain at a window during a storm, try to C if U have an old C-15 tape around. If U have a noisy crowded environment with none of these ways 2 compensate, forget it. Just as U do not enter into sleep eyes open and blaring your stereo, it is better to enter a fascitar trance with the 2 main human senses as tuned out and away from the waking world that UR attempting escape from, as is possible. The reason most will not try this is lengthy, I know all the reasons Y people that claim that they want 2 know what really is going on, still will not try this, Put on top of this reasons list, that forces basically Briggers, the evil third of the Astral World’s ruling system called the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, influences U not to and U simply without an argument, choose 2 silently agree. If U want 2 do this very simple thing that 2U may sound ridiculous and just 2 nutty 2 work so Y waste your time, remember that this is THEM thinking this through U, not U thinking this no matter what U believe. Lie still and flat and quit, head on one pillow, not flat nor over propped. Breathe naturally and maybe just a bit deeply at first, letting yourself revert to regular even breathing. B4U do anything more, all ready have in mind B4 starting this, something in your life and memory that was incredibly blissful 2U that almost sends chills up your butt thinking about it in the dead dark quietude. So think of this blissful thing and remain in a divine feeling emotionally, and then after a time that U feel good about, here is what U do. This is known as the 6 and 10 method, and unlike 99% of methods, IT WORKS, give it say between 3 and 8 tries, it WILL WORK, and you’ll shit yourself after it does, and you’ll never C life in the same way either, so caveat emptor on this point right now. Choose anything or anyplace that U would like 2B, keep it on the mortal world, say a park U enjoyed being at with childhood pals or a wedding U enjoyed with all your friends that came together after many years of separation, U pick it, it is your life. Now here is the 6 and 10 and U must adhere 2 this, the magic is in doing the exercise as well as doing it in these number amounts, whether U choose 2 believe me or not. For 10 times, U must visualize your astral or spiritual or glorified or inner body, floating out of U and instantly being at this place, and if UR with people, speak 2 them and cause them 2 speak 2U just as a child in a fantasy game would do. Try 2 keep it short and simple, no more than 20-40 seconds, as U must repeat this until U have done this 10 full times. After U complete this, U command silently, your astral-body 2 leave U physically and 2 go there in a specified time, B it in 2 or 3 or 4 hours 4 example. Once U do this 6 full times, roll over and totally forget this entirely and permit yourself to fall off into a calm natural sleep. Your unconscious mind does the work, and if U do not let go of what UR trying 2 do after U complete the 10/6 exercise B4 falling out of wakeful awareness, it never will work. Even once U do a perfect 10 and 6 fasercise, short 4 Fascitar-Exercise, it will not happen every single time. Your first success will B the 3rs through your 8th attempt, that is if U attempt this night after night. Even then, U will improve, but will not project out every time. Actually my own words R incredibly deceptive. U always R out, I simply mean that U will have or not have, a waking co-awareness to the event. Deeper levels into the unconsciousness always R on the Astral Realm. My point is still in need of a making here. After U have these experiences, U will suddenly awaken in a frozen state in one of them, not your first one, but it will happen. Many times after U awaken in the morning and snooze back again 4 a short period, your astral body that U commanded out has intentionally not returned, and U cannot move until it does, as the spirit moves the physical body, the physical body is not controlling and moving the phantom body. If this was the case, atheists would in deed B correct, and all would end at death. It of course does not, any more than anything begins with life. Beginnings and endings R all just a part of physical life’s great illusion, permitting this life to seemingly have individuality as well as a place 4 it 2 start as well as stop, birth/death. Now when U get into that place where UR frozen, most panic. It passes, bit buzzing and other type sounds R heard but in a non auditory way. It is not super pleasant but it cannot hurt U, it is truly an astral experience that U have now begun 2B able2 tune into from practicing the Fascitar, and B4 this, U never would retain any waking world awareness 2 any of this even though it does still always exist all around U and all throughout your mortal world physical life. During a freeze period if UR able 2 force your eyes open, objects in front of U may spin or swish back and forth like giant wind shield wipers, along and in time with the humming and or buzzing sound that is inside of U and not heard from your ears as a sound. If U relax and do not waste energy worrying or trying 2 open your eyes, and have no fear just knowing that what is happening is exactly what U have been practicing 4 all along, U now R ready 2 experience the ride of your natural life. Multiply all the roller coasters of the planet by a million, and remember it will not hurt, and U will not die. Just begin 2 wish yourself onto the Astral Plane. If U want based on reading my foundation website 2 go to my place at Ricktown Manor, go there, just wish that UR indeed there, and keep doing it, and all of a sudden, U will leave mortality behind and C a world beyond anything that I can ever hope to convey 2U by me pounding here on these black square keys and shooting up blogs 2 a Blogger site or my foundation website of, www.morianity-foundation.com/ Then, once UR home, U will totally know, things get very bright yet this brightness instead of being blinding is pure and soft and creates a clarity that is not verbally describable. U will not want 2 re-enter mortal life, but U will B forced 2, as your body on the mortal world will call U back into your dreams of physicality. You will fight it 4 perhaps 10 minutes or 10 years or 5 thousand years, but eventually U WILL find yourself falling back into your MW-mortal world sleep and dream. The Fascitar is the only thing that ever will show those of interest, that Mountainpen is not a delusional crazy person. Use it or fuck it, that is up 2 all of U bwaby-wuv.

Many tall girls are all around me this summer, they have crawled literally out of the cracks in the hologram, and big chunky ones also. Muzak is major, and one day I will throw an atom bomb on that miserable fucking Geico lizard, ya’ skuzzy slime bucked stupid ass car insurance crooks. I’d walk B4 having your rotten insurance. Give me State fucking Farm pal!!!!!!!

The last 2 weeks or so, my kitty cat command has increased mega fold, it is like being in my 30’s again. They R all over me. I just ignore them. Women R nothing but fucking trouble. If I was not under this horrific family curse, maybe all would B totally different. 4 right now, I will order a copy of Yellow-Book through the June-2031 Wildwood Press, and get ripped off for the umpteenth millionth fucking time, oh well, if I ain’t used 2 this yet, I am a super JJ ass hole X10 to the 68th. If everyone in my family was all in one room except 4 me, and some terrorist blew it 2 shit and they all died, a knock would come at my door by Masonic top WOMO forces, and they would hand me a catalogue of 100 of the most beautiful show girls on the planet and stick a gun into my face and tell me I must choose one and marry her immediately and she will fuck U2 death until she gets pregnant with a male child. This family shit is no joke. Someone must CAREY out this generational responsibility or mankind will terminate. I used 2 think Jim Burr was over doing this, he was not!!!!! It is all real. I* can effect markets and global realities, can the hottest Starlit in Hollywood make that same claim? No, because she is not a direct male descendant of King David and the Judah Lineage or the All Mighty Blood-line. This may B just a game 2 the great Sarah-Stacey, but game or no game, SHE RULES THIS EMPIRE. Anyone that can pick up an ocean liner and fgly it all around her beautiful great city effortlessly, and do what she does inside my “DREAMS” as U mortals would call them, can do whatever pleases her, and we can only obey unless we wish 2 enter into the belly of a whale, and B her endlessly trapped disobedient shellfish. My next week’s blogs will tell major shit, if U cock suckers don’t get the fuck off of my back!!!!! Kiss my ruptured asshole U diseased slime pricks!!!!!!!!

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