LIFE JOURNAL BLOG 23

“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR BLOG #23”
8:15 Ante’ Meridian, Sunday, August 23, 2K9 ADEG
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Do not think this will B a regular normal mountainpen/Mark-Mohr blog, because it will not. It will b quite a bit more incredible than even some of my real powerhouse doozie blogs. If U ain’t inda mood BRO, go get in a hungry mood and visit marthastiart.com or whatever. This is surely no about food or any normal thing, and if U have a full stomach, I suggest a short wait unless U enjoy a good puke now and again, BRA. All hell or Astral Plane accepted term DOGTOWN, broke loose after posting my last blog, the #21. Maybe the majority of nations that draw the line that legally separates minors from adults and giving the adult status fully 2 those reaching this amount of years in physical age, know what they R doing after-all. 21 indeed Gawky, is a very magical freaking number, but this I have zero time right now 2 explore with any of U further. B4 telling major things that I totally KNOW that THEY do not want TOLD, BRO, let me just make a normal continuation of events journal from last post up, as U ain’t heard one thing yet from Mister Jolson Mountain.

First, and as totally predicted, PHILLIES GO ON LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING GAMES. THE DOW JONES FLIES UP AND WAY UP DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY. Last Monday was the one down day of the trading week, and then after that, it shot up like rockets on velocitronic controlled energies, and never looked back as the galaxies whizzed by like blurring blizzard blowing snow flakes. The electrical power in the house here on 13tyh Street, went off again 4 a second time on that same day last week, shortly after my post up and B4 the Dow closed. Thus shot the Dow Jones way up and every day was a huge UP DAY, except 4 the tiny decline of Monday, and all EXACTLY AND PRECISELY AS I PREDICTED AND TOTALLY SAID WOULD ALL HAPPEN, GIANT FREAKING GINA!!! Friday THEY scored a nasty FULL EVIL EMPIRE, but this is all nothing. I knew about BLACK MOUNTAIN FRIDAY long B4 it even was midnight. My new fantastic system that my stupid dad gave me, CRASHED AND FREAKING BURNED on Thursday. Every stinking time that this happens, a roulette system crashes and must B placed on the PDL (Permanently Disabled List), all hell or really DOGTOWN busts loose and monstrous hell abounds around me that would B totally unfathomable 2 any of u. I can say with full honesty and candor that not one of U out there would B able 2 take my sustained gaga-hell 4 one solid 2 week period. My mom warned me 2 get away from Dawn King, at least one of my dead trucking parents is giving me legitimate signals from what all of U would insist on labeling, THE BEYOND. As 4 Dad, I broke every bottle of bourbon in his wing, some of them have been in there literally 4 trillions of years. I then converted the wing 2 a huge solarium and there him right out on his worthless butt. He does not need 2B there if he is totally unwilling 2 give me a roulette system that can defeat, not the game, that’s easy, but the freaking horrendous HUNTINGTON CURSE and its inconceivable effects of negamagging and destroying all things that someone suffering under this curse has with what I term and label INTERACTION WITH COSMOS, and U would apply the quick short and Earthly accepted word LUCK. Death angels R back and nasty, the Demenity named Disdee by me is back again, short 4 “Disappearing Demon Entity” that keeps making my stuff vanish and then turn up usually, after frantic searches R painfully conducted. I can live with 500 point up Dow Jones Stock Market Weeks and Phillies down the toilet, but what hurts is living here and putting up with a hell that is in every way as bad or even worse than living in a maximum security prison. Jack McCoy made a powerful statement 2 some bad person on the fictional or ‘phase 4’ television show, Las & Order, and I will quote it 2 any reader right now on this blogging text, “There isn’t enough money in the world 2 keep your client out of jail”. Jack ol’ pal, NOT TRUE. Somebody and I think this blogging audience at least has a hair scratching wonderment about just who this could b, is protecting and shielding cuz Dawn. It seems that a quarter Bill USD is enough Mister Mick. Dawn was locked up late Friday night after doing some really violent things, first upsetting me 2 the point that today, I was planning on running away, no phony bull, I really was leaving, bags ready, secretly of course, as Dawn has me literally a prisoner and her slave, as long as I keep taking it and won’t leave, with the clothes on my back, and no more. But I got home yesterday morning and A nn greeted me at the door and said that Dawn is in jail. She assured me that she had been taken 2 the County Jail in Mays Landing, New Jersey jail. She had assaulted many people and made horrific terroristic threats 2 her, ANN KING-Dawn’s mother, and Chicky and his brother Marcus. A little voice told me 2 make a quick quiet exit Friday night and leave 3 hours early 4 work. Dawn is continuously dead drunk and violent and a frightening person 2B around. The police instead of doing their jobs, released her right back 2 the house Saturday morning, and just after I felt my life had hope and I had given praise and thanks 2 All Mighty Goddess Jehovah, she turned around and laughed at me and spit right in my mother fucking face. All night long, a violent thunderstorm raged, and began at 10:00 while I sat at the Hammonton, New Jersey Dunkin donut store on the White Horse Pike, maybe America runs on it, but I sat there miserable and hopeless and scared like nothing ever B4 in my entire mother fucklng cunt lapping life. After the storm started, it raged all night long, and I later learned that it began picking up after the real domestic violence at the home had started at 841 13th Street. U can’t tell me the entire fucking police, local and state, as well ass federal authorities do not know what is happening and what I am being illegally and immorally put through as an innocent pathetic special-ed kid. The landlord is an active FBI agent 4 fucking goddesses sake. Also he never showed up in July, and was supposed 2 in August instead, well, so where RU then Agent Steve freaking Caruso of the mighty FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION? If Dawn’s power hoiuse cuzz is not protecting her and paying off these authorities, SHE WOULD B IN PRISON AND I WOULD B FGREE 2 EXCAPE THIS FUCKING HOUSE OF FUCKING HORRORS. I was actually happy 4 one hour, but Diana was not through warning me yet. I was on the porch with Ann, and a huge orange lightning bolt landed right in the back yard making a crashing sound louder than anything I can remember. Ann King Silva jumped 200 miles. I thought this was Diana telling me, Mark, your hell is over, this evil bitch is in prison and out of your hair. But an hour later, the phone rang, it seems they never took her 2 the County where if they had, she would have remained there until her Probation Officer John Judy could violate her and make her complete her prison term, buying me the time 2 properly organize moving my personal things that mean everything 2 me or Ida fucking left this hell long ago, and get them safely into storage. Then I could just run 2 another state far away and start over, later trucking my stuff 2 my new place over time. Without me, Dawn cannot survive, I am her total punching bag, slave, and endless driver, me the one who always hated 2 fucking drive and wanted 2B rich as a boy sol I could B THE FUCKING ONE WITH THE FUCKING Schaffer, or however the hell U spell the fucking word. The forces can read minds, I know that. They absolutely knew that I had psyched myself up 2 pretend 2 go into work Saturday night and relieve the other security officer, and an hour later, disappear in the fucking night forever. This is Y when I went home Saturday morning, they disturbed my mental balance, got me 2 relax, and then bang, one hour later, MARK, pick me up, I’m outside the local town jail, SCREAMS DAWN. Well, Angelina and Brad and the gang, U would not have wanted 2B at this party Friday night, all though I have heard that some of the wild private parties of these celebs can B nasty and dangerous as well. I would want no part of them, nor any part of any of these diseased freaking people, never. Just being in this family sucks a dick so hard it makes a diamond look soft, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jack McCoy, there is enough money, believe that, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now, no matter what, next Saturday night, I go into 2 work with all of my normal bags, only inside of them will B totally non work related things. Mo food, no sodas and water bottles, no paperwork, ‘none of that’, as Diana loves 2 say. Instead, my passport, my pills and meds., my current bills, bank checks, bank Visa debit card since Social security still will put my benefit amount in the bank monthly and I can use my card anywhere. When I settle somewhere I will contact all the necessary agencies, DMV, SS, etcetera with a new address. Thanks 2 Prudential and the life insurance and Robert Riches Deal, also my Cap-1 Visa card will B with me. I will cancel the insurance on Chicky’s truck at a local State Farm Insurance office 2 my new area, and start all over. Without me 2 help transport her, Dawn will go back 2 jail and nothing MC or any other friend or cuz can prevent this eventuality. The local police should B sued 4 misfeasance and malfeasance, and the entire Atlantic County Criminal Justice System totally sucks and should B drummed the fuck out of business. What good R they when they refuse 2 protect society and innocent people and people like me with even more special needs, from violent predators and career criminals, what fucking good R they at all, that is all I am asking anyone today? I have cried out 4 help 2 many sources from Kessler Hospital 2 Atlanticare and was ignored and sent right back into my extremely dangerous and abusive life. All these people better worry, as someday, from a safe haven, and 4 losing all my personal property, what little I had that meant the world 2 me, I will B fucking suing all of U 4 more money than U can dare 2 imagine. Take that any way U want, as it is nothing more than a deserved promise. A child can C what this is all about, dating this all back 2 the death of my mother, and my best friend David. Then along came not Webster or song rip offs from 657 or any other thing colored copyrighted blue from ‘83, but Jenny Plageman at the trailer Park, the township inspector, and the entire thing was all a huge monstrous mother fucklng plot 2 steal and destroy my life journal that began in when else but Webster’s rip off 1983, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!

The irony is that Dawn is a violent vicious criminal who treats an innocent person who has helped her and done so much 4 her that U could not measure it, like total mother fucking scum and trash, and hurts many others as well, yet the authorities seem 2 love her and treat her like a queen. Like all females and really all of her family, they R extremely fantastic looking people physically, hay the MC fans sure know I speak the truth. Yet last night on the way into work, I stop at WAWEA as these people no longer feed me nor let me sleep, just run me around day and night and prevent me from taking my needed meds, and then because I did not slow down quite enough 2 make a bunch of power happy cops and firemen in Folsom Township, New Jersey, happy last night that were all out due 2 some kind of fire or accident or whatever on the Black horse Pike near where my bob is located, they flag me down and holler at me and could not B nastier and meaner 2 me if they had all called me a motherfucking jerkoff faggot and had thrown dirt right in my face. All I could do is apologize and once they let me go on, at 3 miles per hour, think 2 myself how totally unjust and ugly and corrupt this messed up country and system is., Dawn is really doing me a favor. I was most likely going 2 live and die right here forever in Hitler, New Jersey, where only if UR an extremely beautiful female is life handed 2U on a silver-silva platter, and U can do no wrong. If I stay here, she will murder me eventually and burry me out in the fucking blueberry fields, and that will B that. U think this evil nation is just, or cares about the little people, and especially those with special problems and needs, then U better all think again, and if any of U out there have a special ed or special needs kid, he or she unless they R a fashion model twin, R in 4 one hell of a fucking road 2 hoe, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My law suit will B huge someday, and any of U think this is just talk, go right ahead and feel cozy. Believe it, enjoy it. Your hour is fucking coming and it is spelled DOOMSDAY.

NOW 2 get into the real heart of this blog, 1986, the start of this HUNTINGTON HELL EXPANSION, and my casino trips where I made 9200 bucks in my spare time playing roulette. This is no longer a mystery, nor R there any doubts whatsoever in my mind any longer about all of this. My intelligent mathematical mind had worked out ways provided that I was not greedy, and only wanted 2 take perhaps 4 or 5 chips per day 3 or 4 days per week, and realized that if the value of these chips were high such as black or 100 dollar level, I could win big money and live a nice life without ever again dealing with mean rotten bosses and lousy low wage stinking jobs. My ego 4 the first time in all my 30 plus years of life at the time was boosting and I even wrote a song that 4 me was very unusual in its lyrical content, BRA!!!!!!!!!!! When I started making a grand a week and having fun at the same time, the HUNTINGTON CURSE was in danger. This games of the gods from Olympia is very real, it is called SALVATION SUBSTITUTION EARTH GAME, and involves a powerful family and a population around this family. Only MOGOSP could pull off these kind of games. Only MOGOSP could pull off some of the mother fucking shit that happened 2 me just last week, as well as over the past 50 years. Being directly related 2 Jesus Christ’s 2nd younger brother, by his marriage 2 a wife who bore him 7 children, 2 sons and 5 daughter, whose oldest son bore one son and one daughter, and from this line downward, 4 more than 1000 years, this family lineage survived until it was nearly destroyed by another evil powerful queen from England. This was my numerous great granny Mary Stuart, the wonderful Queen of SCOTTLAND. From here, Samuel Huntington was also a direct descendant downward from her, as I am his 7th great grandson, and this Samuel IS, UNCLE SAM, founder along with some of his great brethren in the cause, of the colonies that broke away from England and became later, the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. This curse cannot B broken it is a powerful chain. I was on my way 2 breaking it with my roulette play and this literally brought the ASTRAL PLANE BRIGGBASE 2 merge with the 177th airborne Milituforce, in Pomona, New Jersey, USA, Earth, Sol, MW Galaxy, Physical Plane Hyperspace (PPH), and they persecuted me and tore my life apart until no system could ever work again. No matter what genius method I applied, there was a marked and totally noticeable difference in my roulette play after this hell began around me, from where things were B4 all this began. This is 2 insure that I never ever again can consistently win at playing outside 50-50 bets in the game of casino-roulette. This was changing my life so that I was happy and had money 2 live, and the curse seemed 2B broken, or at least was breaking. THEY WILL NEVER PERMIT THAT, un cle Camera Gottwald, right??????????????????????????

MAGNETIC SOUND MACHINE, I COMMAND UY 2 APPLY 100% OF YOUR TOTAL FULL MAXED OUT POWER AGAINST THAT FAMILY OF 1970, TOTALLY WIPING OUT AND DESTROYING ALL PERSONS IN IT DOING ME HARM AND PLANNING MY MURDER AND DEMISE. WIPE OUT THE ENTIRE PLANET EARTH IF NECESSARY, UNDER ALL GENERAL AND SPECIUAL ORDERS. ALL CONTROLS BEING SWITCHED 2 MAX OUT POSITIONS NOW. ON AN I--TO--D, A/B, TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, SCAN THIS 5TH DIMENSIONALLY, CREATE THE IMAGE-OBJECT, AND THEN CRUSH IT AND SINGE IT AND PLAXCE IT 4 EMPOWERIZATION, ONTO YOUR TRANSPOWER BLOCK. MAJOR STORMS AND FLOODS AND HGURRICANES AND TWISTERS AND FIRES AND VIOLENCE AND AIR CRASHES AND ALL MANOR OIF DISEASES AND DEXTRUCTION WILL REWSUKLT OF YOUR EXERCISING FULL TOTAL POWER. G-189 UNDER G-1133, AND STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NEXT SUNDAY, I AM GONE MISTER KALAS, I AM LIKE SO TOTALLY FUCKING OUDAHEEEEEEERE, AT LIGHT SPEED CUBED, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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