PAWM ATTACK, PART FIVE

“PAWM ATTACK, PART FIVE”
TMCAM/TEOHIV/MP-1995
DATE AND TIME FILE: 062809.839.555555555
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I AM UNDER A THIRD STRAIGHT NASTY FUCKING WEEKEND DEATH SIEGE, SO-SO-WEIN-SSDD, lads, lassies, and all Labradors, talking and non talking. The computer has been Magic Fucking Lantern hit and HACKED, lots of fucking nasty hacking, Y am I not alt all surfreakingprised???????? When it is bad, one way I always know all though I know from the hacking itself, but whenever it is hacked, 2 things lately always go with it, one being an attempt 2 exit websites while posting copy/pasted up 2 my blogging websites, and the other thing is clicking near the last part of the blog I am working on after making a correction and it is not automatically resetting 2 being right at the correct spot and amount of spaces, usually 5 or more spaces off. This time I tried clicking on a line above and coming back, and the hackers placed me 7 spaces from where it should have gone. I AM DEALING WITH TOTAL MOTHER FUCKING DIRT BALLS WGHOOSE MOTHERS R TOTAL TOILET WATER LICKERS. All weekend, planes, Saturday was major nasty MILITUFORCE (military) type planes, saucer and fighter types, and also crash level spray planes with the double decker garbage. It is cooler than it has been the last few weekends, yet motor trash ass cycles R always around at All hours of the day and night, both at the house and the job, and yes on the roads to and from also. Scumbag enemies R making my existence a sub-vampiric hell. When I started on the computer, the fucking jerk off civil rights violation kings made my screen seem 2 go nuts and this is also another part of their hacks and what happens many times during nasty sieges and attacks and computer jack hack Lattisaw attacks, huh Stace???????????????????? Now the clicking on where it should B going 2 has returned 2 normal, 4 right now, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION, AND BOARD OF PUBLIC UTILITIES, AND COPIES OF MANY OF MY BLOG PRINT OUTS THAT R ON DAYS OF NASTY HACKING WILL B SENT 2 ALL 3 OF THESE AGENCIES, even though I am fully mother fucking aware that it will B a total waste of my time and effort and only the Picard-Borg could say it better than me right now, “RESISTANCE IS FUTILE”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I never forget one thing that IC or that I hear. Or that happens 2 me,. BRA!!!!!!!

I told my lovely wonderful blogaud of many Lessians, hopefully a few Morians, and the gods only know who and what laying in-between this LM-Syndrome, don’t get a heart attack DR. Speaking of heart attacks, here is a story that would cause lots of them amongst the not so heart healthy Cheerios eaters in the listening earshot, BRO: Let me change paragraphs 4 this one, baby-love!!!!!!!

Saturday morning I came home tired, as well as SHIT-HOT with subsonic and sky-poison combo Milituforce weaponry. B4 going on, I want 2C if Ann the mighty Silver King is awake yet, she has promised me a major thing and I doubt it will come 2 fruition, but I am gonna C if I can wear her down some more. If she can get me into C her good friend JW, I feel confident that my proof that I will bring regarding the disappearance of more than 10,000 children over the past 40 years, will force the authorities 2 sit up and take notice and freaking ass listen 2 what I have 2 say and look hard at my fantastic fucking evidence, BRA!!!!!!!!!!! Forget 4 one minute that I have secret tape recordings of federal officials admitting that once TEVO and cable STW systems R all in place, they can hook in their watch and key programs that let them key in on all viewers and those that possibly R saying or doing anything that the government is worried about in any way, will instantly go on a target-list, forget this, forget that I HAVE REAL FREAKING TAPES of known powerful people admitting that THEY R and have been WATCHING us while we think we R watching their shows, and invading our privacy, forget this, I have so much more than this 4 JW, stuff proving all the shit in Ex-Senator Decamp’s mighty book from a dozen years ago is totally true and real regarding all the juvy gone missing’s or as they themselves term them now in an abbreviated way, the JGM’s. Many use the word lately and very secretly, JAYGEMS. I know so much about this and how I nearly got 2B one of these scarified lambs, (the innocent symbolically), all so what this evil church labeled entity. SATAN, will bless this evil WALL STREET Skylar Rumson, Nick Blair, Jeb Hawks, bunch of filth disease twisted BRIGGER CULT SCUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This upline dirt hole Lester who is really sitting in a prison cell all throughout the billions and trillions of years of all of our innumerable transdimensional universes, in the glitter of his eye by his frame of reference 2 our downlined worlds of so called reality, is what our denomination of organized believing religious system globally calls either, THE DEVIL, LUCIFER, or SATAN. I know hp0w fucking real this entire mess is, it is just so totally pathetic that roughly 30% of the population that is old enough 2 know what year it is, believes in GOD, and yet they believe absolutely nothing about my situation; while the other 70% or so of global inhabitants of age ten years and up, insist on putting their spin on something that they have not lived through 4 an interminable length of time, and I freaking have. I either need therapy and heavy sike meds, or I need 2 try this or that, I or C things in this way or that light or this reference frame or that opinion, and I am not any better or smarter than the next guy or gal, but crissake, I have lived through what many of U paranormal seekers would only in your misperceived notions, dream of being able 2 have come alive in your life and thus furnish U with that personal proof, only then, UR sucked 2 deeply into the hell, and R worthless 2 the cause of assisting me out of this intergalactic sized nightmare hell. Well, big Paula loves 2 always say freaking this and freaking that and even ion the hospital elevator back in January of 1998, said as she was ripping my shirt off of my body, “get that ugly freaking shirt off boy”, and since I have come 2 learn so much about the first and the second KINGS, and then up through the 7th, maybe so I will not get bleeped off as much on some blogging sites, I should start using the word, fornication Upon the Consent of Paula, instead of the King This changes the invented word of “FUCK” from a long time ago, over in Europe, 2 the word, “FUCP, U could pronounce it as FUSS-P, and after all, Paula is John King’s giant lovely daughter. Aniwho, I know that I got a bit sidetracked here, BRA, as I was gonna tell U’all about the event occurring on Saturday morning around 3 or so, with the disappearing car. A red sports car drove into the only gate that was open at my job site at this hour, and I did not recognize this car or the employee driving it, so I followed it. The second it rounded the first turn in a series of turns, I was right behind it, only it simply was NOT FREAKING PAULA THERE, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was being very careful WAYV, U can bet on that one, and so can my oldest. I searched high and low until the skies lit up 4 the morning light, DONNA, and things did not get better, nor did they get ALL RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder if Stevie thinks I ripped him off? Yes the many secrets of the Motown gang. Y is the one person so silent, if I am so wrong, it’s all in the blogs, BRA??? Has she said one thing???????????????????????? Do U freaking seriously think that I am gonna B just letting things go, when these BRIGGER CULTISTS have been tormenting me all my life, making pollution commercials, and on and on and on, and laughing the FUCP at me, and stealing at getting rich as Nutriment Milk on my back, and I am not gonna get in there and punch hard any time I can, BR!!!!!!! U godda B a fucping nutcase, BRO!!!!!!!!!!! Fucp U, BRA!!!!!!!!!!

All this nasty ass mother fucping hell perpefreakingtrated on me now over these past rock chucking bunt tapping mother fucping two weeks, has torn my damn Philadelphia Phillies ball club into shreds, they probably now have sunk from being FIRST PLACE in their damn division down 2 either 2nd last or dead last, hi Morty Deathtino, he just now as I speak/type, passed by my right side at 3 minpers past nine this moUrning, a quick slight burst, but there nonetheless, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! They have only won 3 out of 11 games now, THAT’s FREAKING 3:11, pronounced three for eleven 4 those non baseball fanatic Morianity blogauders, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Almost every mother fucping (sorry Paula, but U raped me 3 times and screwed me out of knowing my 2 daughter, 50 years combined that I will never get back even if U let me them right now), year, this happens. Last year was the freaking exception 2 the rule and maybe the inverse digital year helped 2 kick that phenomenon in a bit, who the fucp really freaking knows big P? Now Y did my new word added 2 the spell check dictionary just cave in and show the word FUCP as a misspell after using it all this time? Tell me that is not another Magic Lantern government FISA/CIA/FBI/NSA/BFA HACK!!!!!!
FORNICATION UPON CONSENT OF KING is how the (F) word was born on the European continent a long time ago, I was there and I know, ask Diana Arteemis or Lightening, she will verify it. Lightening was spelled this way when I was Franklin, now it is spelled just Lightning, she lost a letter, the magical (E) letter, it is in all the words and names of connected persons and things in my life, think about it BRA!!!!!!!!! So now we will let daut-Paula inherit this nice little piece of nastiness, and change this 2 FORNICATION UPON CONSENT OF PAULA and know the darn word cannot B asterisk bleeped off my blogging texts on sites that say no 2 no-no language. Hay, how R audiences really supposed 2 know when a blogger is legitimately freaking pissed off???????? I get so pissed off at my life, I honestly could say that I’d rather B pissed on, now that is either rare or just plain sick, and I am not a golden shower man, ask all my night ladies. They‘ll tell U that I love 2 stick straws in their mouth and call them my sugar shakes, while my snow snake is being slinky toyed, but golden showers R definitely not my thing lads and lassies. As U gathered by now I’m sure, I checked 2C if Ann the Silver/Silva King was awake a while back, and stood at her door, and she had half of the Redwood Forests sawed down in there. That dude that invented the BREATH-RIGHT, has probably saved marriages, U GO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Times change, yessir. When JW hears my story, he will know I’m not 4 Tom Reale, but that I am indeed 4-REAL, BRA!!!!!!!!!!! I’m not that little 15 and a half year old punk anymore, Tom, ya faggot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Child fucping molester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And this world judges me all kinds of harsh ways, and I never had so much as an evil fantasy about minors. All and any of U that desire 2 hate and judge me can all go 2 freaking DOGTOWN for 20 Minnina-Kalpa’s. U do not even want me 2 start telling U how horrific Dogtown is, baby love.

RC, your system while I multitask and play your thing and blog at the same time, has made me 7 units in 2 games, thank U. Game one was minus 11 and a half units. I just terminated game 2 now and made 18 and a half units. Drop off an other note when U want 2, the hell with the family, yours, mine, all of them. We R pals now U and me, fucp the families. How many windy times do U honestly think I can sit quietly and meditate on any situations where any of them have ever meant me one tiny bit of good, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????? In your next note, tell me please, were U playing a radio or some instrument that day over at the house, I am dying 2 know? Speaking of dying, I died Saturday. U do not wanna hear the messy details, it was bad, and thanks 2 DS up in oh one, it is just like it never even freaking transpired, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!

Speaking of Kings and bullfrogs and disco queen high schools in Boston, I wish 2 thank a powerful friend 4 trying 2 back-door warn me a couple years ago when I was with Jennifer Washburn and those 2 other weird ladies, walking through the Casers Casino annex and over 2 the boardwalk and onto the Ocean (Stacey) One Pier. Your message came across as Scylla always knows oh so well, {2-LATE}, still U tried. Whoever owns or operates this great casino, thank U for attempting 2 warn me about TF-70. The casinos know more about me and my THAT-FAMILY woes than I know about myself and them and ever will. I know this, and so does lovely Mary Carter, which we can always cube, or just square the enemy equation by leaving her totally, “Uncle Stuart Mason OUT OF THIS”. Aniwho, without all the extra letters of yesteryear, no U-Turns on my property please SHOP-RITE, thank U.

Yeah, Y isn’t lightning in her human form saying BOO, huh Yogi? Don’t B mad at me Lightning, U were so beautiful last night or Saturday morning from the time of my arrival at my job and 4 more than 3 solid hours, making the most delicious beautiful exquisite ravishing colors all over the eastern skies most likely U were right around Atlantic City, visiting cousin Sarah-Stacey. How I loved that day back in the scummer time of 2000 when U were all over me on the beach. I love U so much Lightning, so very freaking much, I would die a billion agonizing deaths if it would bring U 5 seconds of joy and happiness. I know U got your boy back, he was a tormented soul just as I am, he is happy with U now. I do not dare blog more on this topic, that line in the sand thing again. I just wanted 2C if someone would bang on the door when I said I’d break the law and ice some enemy. U know I’d never break your great commandments Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle, I love U way 2 much, teen queen!!!!!!! UR my forever brown eyed girl, and I totally BEG U 2 forever love your special Yancy, your THAT-BOY. I will sign off now and cry my freaking self 2 sleep, wishing I as well could leave this evil physical plane and not B endlessly copied by that evil witch up in the future. Stacey my love, my beautiful love, Mizz Monster Botbar Slapper can laugh at me from now until the time that she becomes one of another ring of the BRIGGER-3-SYNDROME, but please do not think that I forgot the interaction a few nights back. U took me into your lovely mighty waters and made giant lovely waves 4 me 2 ride and enjoy. I could hear U calling my name and whispering through your pounding surf how much U do in fact live your THAT-BOY, my brown eyed special giant teen-queen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, UR darker now than she was even if U may not have been then, wow is this cosmos totally surreal or what Miss not-twenty-oh-one-Marola?????????????????????? Y wouldn’t it B scientists and educators and historians, and along these lines, think about it, BRA!!!!!!!!????????????????????? Oh sure Wall Street and Lottery players and Racetrack goers would want 2 play with this, only by the time this is done, there won’t B any more gambling, investing, hurray, NO MORE FREAKING PAULA WALLA STREEY, YE-HO, CALLIO-BOY, and the Chief does not like Cow Girls either, that is the secret of the 60’s, that is what Harner’s Sally was saying, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HA-HA-HA, bing, slap, bass drum, guitar string eyes out, real funny Callio, yeah THE END OF CALLIO would B in fact, REAL BFUNNY, I’m lovin’ it, da-da-da-da-da, and arches, and all that!!!!

GOOGLE ENGINE AND SATELLITE WORLD INTERCONNECTION SYSTEM AND KING/SOIFER WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2297, THIS IS ALL COPYRIGHTED IN 2009, as THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN and well as MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, psudenum for MARK WAYNE MOHR. Google us all up, lots of MARK MOHR’s R out here, but only one has THIS BLOG, bwaby-wuv, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! This is all total truth with nothing false herein whatsoever, also there R no deletions nor R there any additions in any way, shape, or form, 2 these powerful total truths that I tell on this blog. These blogs also R REGISTERTED ON AN OFFICIAL BLOGGING REGISTRY WEBSITE. This is the intellectual property of ME, not a PERMISSION-BARRIER-”ME”, nor any other kind of a ME. What my daughters choose 2 do with their lives is totally their own business from here on out, I am 100% out of the equation, nighty night Albert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Blahhhhhhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

END OF THIS TRANSMISSION, BR: