“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR #7”
Thursday, July 30, 2K9, 5:19 PM
Blog Starts:
I was over at Chicky’s job a while back. Dawn’s bro JOE KING, was here and talked Dawn out of going through my insurance with 2 back 2 back 500 dollar deductibles and a much higher rate, it is cheaper 2 have people he knows repair it, and now that is one less fucping headache 4 me. Only Allstate has the accident-forgiveness clause, and I am with the State Farm. So we will mend it ourselves, and without spending lots of money that I do not have, and B4 all is said and done it will B better than it was.
When I was over at the pizzeria, a crash level zenithing enemy chipper attack struck me at 4:12 PM. This has been a very heavy day of non small plane and non chemtrail aerial persecution, it is all large MILI-2-FORCE garbage that is attacking me everywhere I motherfucping go.
Now let me get on the topic of faith, the Catholic Church, and religion in general, from Christianity 2 all the rest of them, right down 2 and including any smaller cult type of groups, all religions start small and would B classified by the already established other large faiths, as CULTS. These motherfucping Astral Realm forces wanna play war games with me, then bring it the fucp on Paula King and the gang, real COOL. Every prick in the large faiths, such as the top church officers in the Catholic Faith, if they believed which they would not, as they lack the faith 2 ever totally really believe 100% in anything, all of U out there do, oh and me 2, I don’t have a lot of faith at all, I KNOW, I’VE SEEN, I’VE WITNESSED SHIT, but if they believed in absolute certainty, try &C a reality here, it is a stretch and it is powerful, but if U know, U do not believe, if U believe, U cannot totally know. These words R what they R, one means one thing, another means something else. There is nothing wrong with trying 2 have a lot of faith, in your children, your school, your office or job, humanity in general, and especially in a creator that loves us and personally cares 4 us; but 2 bad this is all totally true, yet totally a relative equation, and therefore its being true is sort of meaningless, and it would take me 1000 years 2 try and explain in words just what I mean here and what I truly do know. Let me begin at computer school in June or around there of the year 1973, where I met 4 the first time, an aggressive wanna B programmer by the name of James t. Burr, who desired being a multi-millionaire and successful computer company owner. A few months later, even though GOD was never lost, he found this entity, and accepted his son as LORD (SAR) and savior. Y would something this powerful who could walk the fucp on water and so much more, begin 2 even care in the least, whether Jim burr or anyone else 4 that matter, accepts him or not? When UR the new geeky kid in school and desire 2B popular or said differently, ACCEPTED, by peers and schoolmates, then UR at the hopeful mercy of the popularity gods and if U do the right things and say the right things and R wearing the right clothes and kicks, maybe, just maybe, U will fit in with the popular crowd and become as the pop-kids desire 2 think of themselves as, the owners, in some way ACCEPTED. If however U walked in and levitated and turned schoolbooks into candy bars, and turned the 90 pound weaklings into muscle bulging football jocks, U would have no need 4 ACCEPTANCE. This accepting the Lord Jesus Christ, right off the bat, is a total bunch of motherfucping horse shirt. Long B4 any star ever shone in any sky, this GOD that U all that believe in it either call Jehovah or just GOD as though the poor dude has no real name, this all powerful thing decided whether or not 2 ACCEPT U, BRO, not the other way around. If U then feel drawn 2 being a non material spiritually minded person that grows 2 detest wicked and sinful thoughts and behavior, it is only because this powerful GOD made the first move, HAROLD CAMPING of Family Stations Incorporated, on this issue is totally absolutely 100% correct and a child looking and searching 4 truth can C it with blinders the hell on. I could go on forever and it would b meaningless, each person is gonna believe exactly the way that they do, only I know exactly Y this is so, and none of U do, not in the least. It is because there is a realm 4 lack of better wordage, called the 6th DIMENSION. This realm is THOUGHT. This realm is Y all of hyperspace is acting and doing and thinking exactly what it is. Is this all there is Peggy Lee or does it get more complex? What do u think? Of course it does, it would take me billions of years 2 try and explain what I know. I have had in this one lifetime as me, or MARK W. MOHR, constant experiences that the churches of the world such as the largest, the CATHOLIC BELIEVERS, would absolutely B forced 2 classify by their definition of it, MIRACLES, events outside of the naturally occurring world. First, there is a way 2 access this other world, and Christians tell U all that this is either sinful or dangerous. I read a bible called King James Version of holy scriptures from my wonderful beautiful Jehovah, and it tells me an exact opposite. I wonder how this can B? First, comes 2 mind, “Seek and U will find, knock and the door will B opened 2U, quoted from Jesus the SAR, (LORD), just without the ‘thee and thou’ old English way of speaking. Next comes directly 2 mind R such things as, and these R paraphrases but not altered truths as numerous translations in fact do, First UR2 search 4 the real and true kingdom of GOD, all other things when U do that R then automatically added or given 2U. Meditate daily on the word, the word by the way is GOD ITSELF, read the first few verses in the bible. I could list 100 more things and they all inter-agree with each other, but who has the time 2 read all that? How can U not C that we all R told that if we want 2 know what is really going on, we must search. Even Google can tell us all that much, and they do not 2 my knowledge walk on water and restore sight 2 the blind and so forth. Search what, did U Say? Search 4 reality, or truth, interchangeable terms and words without a doubt. How can U search anything if U do not have a roadmap and a game plan? If U can really give me a good reason 2 doubt MORIANITY based on an answer 2 that, then feel freaking free peeps. Seekers have indeed found that the realm of the Astral or SPIRITUAL is obtainable and reachable while physically alive, but they never yet have lived 2C the true reality of what this last sentence is saying. They cannot C things in reverse and realize that they exist on thins spiritual realm where everything is mush realer and truer and brighter, as well as having a totally different set of physical laws than the living do here on the physical plane, and the simple reason is 4 this is that they CANNOT HAVE PHYSICAL LAWS, this is not the PHYSICAL REALM, they instead have ASTRAL LAWS, and these 2 totally opposite laws RY these 2 worlds just never can collide, and Y all the believers in this fantasy religion the way they now C and accept its truths, is total bunk. In life, U need both space and time FIRST, and then U can have an interactive experience, anything from a day at the beach 2 a fist fight at a bar. Take either space 4 things 2 happen in, or time 4 events 2 occur through, away, and the interaction is PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE. But in the non material life and realm, the (spiritual-astral) one, U have this reversed. U first need the interaction 2B ‘dreamed or thought of or brought about’, and when in fact then it is brought about, along with it, comes the space and the time 4 its being there in the first place. These reversal rules in our world and the other world permanently separate these 2 realms, FOREVER. Quickly fitting this together with faith verses totally knowing, let me blow your mind with this cool example B4I even attempt 2 explain it at all any further. There R2 doors in front of U and behind U is a raging inferno. One door leads 2 a drop off of Mount Everest, and other one into a room of a banquet feast filled with unclothed dancers and a party that Prince and 99 would have 2 admire. Touching the door knob attaches your hand like cement and swings the door open and the know falls off, so U cannot take a sneak peak, U must take a leap of faith as this raging fire roars ahead behind U and UR coughing up your lungs. This is now something that 4-8 billion persons R created as a videogame and forced 2 play one by one, only 4 whatever the unknown reason, one of these many billions of players is already shown which door is the right one. In the game, many persons B4 the fire gets 2 close, band together and develops concepts and reasons 4 believing Y one particular door is the correct one, and that is that. Maybe it is right and who can know, unless UR the one that indeed went through and played this game B4 and was then sent back in 2 play it again, and began remembering with total clarity. This example is me, as I know what I know, and none of U out there that R so great all the way down 2 some rotten jailbird lowlife, can ever B sure, the way I am sure. I have spoken 2 many people who flatlined. They R no different that anyone else, the movie was great, and that is what it was, a movie, Kiefer and Julia. Google up the FASACITAR and practice the 6-10, and even though U will never B me, U might just realize that wow, this nut job blogger is telling it straight, there is something that is indeed out beyond life, and beyond dreams, and cannot really ever B put properly in mortal lingo. U must do the 6-10 meditation and seek. Prayer and scripture reading is fantastic, it can only serve 2 make us all better 4 it in small degrees, but it never will show U and prove 2U the way the 6-1o does, that this is all real, and that faith is not needed once U INDEED KNOW THAT IT IS ALL REAL AND TRUE. Some have suggested 2 me, yo player, it is your playing around with all this spiritual; stuff that has brought U your troubles. No, it is not one bit the truth 2 believe that. It is nothing but a freaking lie. My troubles R because of what Samuel Huntington did up in Braintree, Massachusetts in the late nineteen-fifties. Proving 2 yourself, one by one, U human beings out there, just as I am, flesh and blood, will only cause humanity 2 grow. In the times of Misses Marola, there indeed was one small step 4 a man named Armstrong one night in mid-late July, but the giant leap 4 mankind was not the rest of the space mission and all this tax dollar waste of these shuttle garbage programs still ongoing 2 this very time. This giant leap can only B accomplished by adding dimensionality 2 the equation. 2 really learn truth and grow in spirit, the only way is the FASCITAR. U can also join ECKANKAR, but they C things a tad differently than MORIANITY does. Still, it is a start, think about it. Or stay a monkey, grunting, groaning, B stupid, maybe even join the scum on Wall Street. U godda admit it was fascinating how David Collis and Alexander the Leviathan chose the one game out of so many possible other games on that marvelous television show DARK SHADOWS, it was called WALL STREET. Is my cousin Nebuchadnezzar and the story I have told 2 the world really that far fetched when seen in the proper light of spiritual open-mindedness? Same force behind it all, she lives on 10-S-C Street, huh LORDESS CALLIO?????????????????????????
END OF THE BLOG, MMLJ-#7
Thursday, July 30, 2009
MMLJ #6
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG #6”
Thursday afternoon, 12:51 PM, on July 30th, 2K9
Start of the blog:
This has been the most horrible mother fucking day in my mother fucking life. It began with seeing Jane Dirtweeds last night, and it goes on and on with me seeing Jane Dirtweeds, right up through 2 hours ago, and most likely will happen again in a few minutes time.
The Dow Jones will B up at least 400 and maybe go up as high as 1600 points today, closing near ten thousand. There is no way this will not happen. First, I backed up AGAIN, into Chicky’s stupid fucking old red truck, I am not used 2 living with a family, I have been alone all my life or with my mother, this is just am intolerable mother fucking situation. This time, Dawn insists on going through my insurance 2 fix both vehicles even though with the people that we know it all could B done 4 a couple hundred dollars and I have that much socked away. Hopefully I have and I think I do, the accident forgiveness clause with my auto insurance 4 my first accident, and it will B my first, even though it did not occur on the street, but with my own 2 vehicles and my own driveway, excuse me, KING QUEEN DAWN’s driveway, and vehicles, that she has commandeered. I only wish that all of this was taking place in 1997. I thought I had it real bad and so gods awful bad in the nineties, NO FUCKING COMPARISON, BRO!!!!!!!! None of this should even B happening. I should B in my own little place living my own little fucking life, not doing all the shit I am expected 2 from morning till night. I am on a mental disability and living with a deranged maniac lunatic who cared care totally fucking less about any of my serious medical and emotional problems, this super fucking dysfunctional clan is all out 4 them, this is the way it has always been since this stated with them and me, back all the fucking way into the middle and late nineteen- freaking sixties. I plan 2 sue the entire medical establishment 4 mufti-millions someday. I asked 4 help, I asked 2B removed from this domestic nightmare, and they just let me rot in fucking hell.
Then I got fucking screwed looking right at the car radio clock at fucking eleven-eleven in the parking lot in Atlantic City where I took Dawn and Ann and Marcus so that Marcus could get an evaluation since his stabbing injuries from a couple weeks ago. As soon as I did if memory is serving me, it could b in a reverse order, in fact now I am thinking about it from a slightly clearer head, it was 3 minutes shy of this B4 we all climbed into the car and I started itr up. A zenithing nasty military attack fighter jet got me. Then driving out of town and into Absecon, 2 huge military bombers flew at treetop level, making an approach 4 their landing at the base, the 177th Airborne division of the Air Force, located in Pomona, NJUSAESMWG. Life up here 12 years from the ending of my life journal, is so far beyond monstrously indescribable, despicable, and inconceivable, that just trying 2 adequately find proper diction 4 writing and blogging it would require volumes of encyclopedias, BRA!!!!!!! I am gonna shut my mother fucking eyes now 4 a 3 or 4 minutes and pray 2 the fucking gods in hell that I do not C Miss Fonda-disease-sleaze again in 2 minutes. 4 the total fucking hell I am going through pussy cats should B climbing all over me like worms through rich top soil, only, no deal. I gave the explanation, it is indeed as a seasonal reality. I have lived a very long time, and summer romances 4 most women, R pretty much divided in half with one group staying in the relationship throughout the summer,. While the other group has a break up and usually 4 whatever the reasons this seems most frequently 2 occur just as August comes in. This is the last thing on my mind, I could totally care less other than now 4 two reasons, it is and always has been a potential weapon that theoretically can B used against my enemies in a huge hyper time major way, and now with recent ETTOS becoming no longer a theory but in my mind, a set in Moses tablet stone reality, I need 2 try testing some ANTI-ETTOS ideas that I am secretly working on, some were around nearer 2 the turn of the century, but I never got around 2 trying them, and I of course cannot use some of them now that I no longer live alone and am free any more 2 live my own life and do what I want. That 4 now is all over unless I can break my small mass equals blahhhhhh bleeee blummmm monkey, and run off, leaving behind the few things that mean a very lot 2 me, and yes, Buddhists, R grounding me 3 the material realm. Discussing the mighty and evil ETTOS and the E-4 part that is all found explained and discussed back in the MORIANITY BIBLE-2, this is being used on me with horrendous mother fucking evil effectiveness since running into Ed Himacane and Dawn and Ann and now stuck in an inescapable way with this family of serpent snakes, as I did not pay attention 2 the song warnings of the Haddonwood years, and B enlightened enough, in time, yo, 2 avoid all this once I started 2C it all coming at me like a run fucking away freight train, BRO. It is as though I am 95 years old, mentally, but only happens when I an with these jerk fucking off people. They make me forget everything and the mission and motive is as obvious as the funny face on a clown, mizz Fargo. Dawn has no patience with anyone, and is a living nightmare. Back in the MORIANITY project blogged and not on tape, 2 years ago or so give or take, my mom appeared 2 fucking me a vivid dream and warned me in a Dollar Store where I was with Ann and Dawn, in this powerful interactive experience. She told me 2 get far away and fast, sand I dismissed it like I dismissed LOIS FOCA, and the proper state 2 but a straight and boxed lottery number, I bought in the wrong state and ignored the box part, and it is all on the record and all over the internet and the copyright office by now, BRA. And not a “Diller a dollar the ten o’clock scholar arriving now at noon” store, the DOLLAR STORE, Mildred B Young of the late autumn of 1972, but how I remember coming into her class later and later and how she would recite this 2 me. Rog, what don’t me and your powerful cuz have in common other than a lot less monkey on my back, yet still way 2 much 2 escape her mighty plan, or Lester’s in all fairness 2 her. Still systems failure pal, how can she remain out of the picture entirely when as U pit it, she sort of needs 2 keep the Williamstown giant cop attitude, and is 2 afraid 2 totally believe all this on an awake level. Oh well, believing and knowing R huge things that this life journal will B exploring as this hell keeps getting made worse 4 me. I am about 2 tell mother fucking secrets 2 the planet so huge, that one day, I know I will find myself with the title of FIRST HUMAN BANNED FROM INTERNET BLOGGING, BY LAW, don’t fucking laugh everybody, remember the China earthquake and the World Series parade, and the 6-9 room nightmare residence, and on and on and on, BRO! I always knew that MARcucci, MARolla, Miss MARie, and her mighty camel and diner down Kings Highway a mile from school, was all just 2 wild, weird and nut job squared 2 all B just some silly stupid coincidence, and so does Jimmy Stuart. The problem here with that is that these fucking bastard enemies on top of all else, just put a scum bag JIMMY with a scuz bucket tire on the back, right in front of me, and where else, the local 13th Street Comcast Cable Building, where the great Queen Mayan and her blue symbolic car is parked there every day during regular freaking business hours with the tag of New Jersey JNR-10P, her age until this September 29th, my younger daughter that is, but then my special ed school and the period from 1969 until the end of January of 1973 and my destruction in Haddonfield is all there 4 another set of days and weeks 2 unfold these powerful truths and disastrous freaking nightmares. I suppose I was 2 unenlightened 2 pay any attention 30 years later 2 what my older daughter not yet born indirectly messaged me in lyrical content in the DON’T HIDE U CAN’T HIDE year. Somehow this sentence was poofed off and removed along with all of the next paragraph that now must B fucking re-typed in.
I just typed an entire paragraph telling my lightning how wonderful she was 4 coming around me here in Berryville yesterday afternoon and as I was motherfucking typing away, the entire paragraph was poof-hacked off and vanished. I was saying how much I love U my lightning, and always will. IWALU, baby blond DZA, my endless TEEN-QUEEN. I will CU at the waterfalls later on Diana, in the mean time, please tell my special daut P Junior-10, not 2 take any wooden nickels, or any bull shirts off of Julie Nichols, oh well, when I tell the entire thing, the entire story, this world won’t know whether 2 sit up and fucking belch out a volcano the size of the Pacific Ocean or just roll over and play dead and hope that I will go away. But that will not happen. From a foreign shore, I will put streaming A/V through my own website and verify my entire story. Keep fucking using this major ETTOS-4 on me U diseased sick bitches, and I will kick your asses personally if I have 2 freaking retrace U all someday, cage U, and put U all through Dogtown type pinball gagged glass machines while U get spun in and bounce around until all that B seen is blood and gore. Think this is funny do U mother truckers, when I am, done with your asses, the gods won’t mother fletchen recognize U let alone your nasty ugly moms.
END OF BLOG #6.
Thursday afternoon, 12:51 PM, on July 30th, 2K9
Start of the blog:
This has been the most horrible mother fucking day in my mother fucking life. It began with seeing Jane Dirtweeds last night, and it goes on and on with me seeing Jane Dirtweeds, right up through 2 hours ago, and most likely will happen again in a few minutes time.
The Dow Jones will B up at least 400 and maybe go up as high as 1600 points today, closing near ten thousand. There is no way this will not happen. First, I backed up AGAIN, into Chicky’s stupid fucking old red truck, I am not used 2 living with a family, I have been alone all my life or with my mother, this is just am intolerable mother fucking situation. This time, Dawn insists on going through my insurance 2 fix both vehicles even though with the people that we know it all could B done 4 a couple hundred dollars and I have that much socked away. Hopefully I have and I think I do, the accident forgiveness clause with my auto insurance 4 my first accident, and it will B my first, even though it did not occur on the street, but with my own 2 vehicles and my own driveway, excuse me, KING QUEEN DAWN’s driveway, and vehicles, that she has commandeered. I only wish that all of this was taking place in 1997. I thought I had it real bad and so gods awful bad in the nineties, NO FUCKING COMPARISON, BRO!!!!!!!! None of this should even B happening. I should B in my own little place living my own little fucking life, not doing all the shit I am expected 2 from morning till night. I am on a mental disability and living with a deranged maniac lunatic who cared care totally fucking less about any of my serious medical and emotional problems, this super fucking dysfunctional clan is all out 4 them, this is the way it has always been since this stated with them and me, back all the fucking way into the middle and late nineteen- freaking sixties. I plan 2 sue the entire medical establishment 4 mufti-millions someday. I asked 4 help, I asked 2B removed from this domestic nightmare, and they just let me rot in fucking hell.
Then I got fucking screwed looking right at the car radio clock at fucking eleven-eleven in the parking lot in Atlantic City where I took Dawn and Ann and Marcus so that Marcus could get an evaluation since his stabbing injuries from a couple weeks ago. As soon as I did if memory is serving me, it could b in a reverse order, in fact now I am thinking about it from a slightly clearer head, it was 3 minutes shy of this B4 we all climbed into the car and I started itr up. A zenithing nasty military attack fighter jet got me. Then driving out of town and into Absecon, 2 huge military bombers flew at treetop level, making an approach 4 their landing at the base, the 177th Airborne division of the Air Force, located in Pomona, NJUSAESMWG. Life up here 12 years from the ending of my life journal, is so far beyond monstrously indescribable, despicable, and inconceivable, that just trying 2 adequately find proper diction 4 writing and blogging it would require volumes of encyclopedias, BRA!!!!!!! I am gonna shut my mother fucking eyes now 4 a 3 or 4 minutes and pray 2 the fucking gods in hell that I do not C Miss Fonda-disease-sleaze again in 2 minutes. 4 the total fucking hell I am going through pussy cats should B climbing all over me like worms through rich top soil, only, no deal. I gave the explanation, it is indeed as a seasonal reality. I have lived a very long time, and summer romances 4 most women, R pretty much divided in half with one group staying in the relationship throughout the summer,. While the other group has a break up and usually 4 whatever the reasons this seems most frequently 2 occur just as August comes in. This is the last thing on my mind, I could totally care less other than now 4 two reasons, it is and always has been a potential weapon that theoretically can B used against my enemies in a huge hyper time major way, and now with recent ETTOS becoming no longer a theory but in my mind, a set in Moses tablet stone reality, I need 2 try testing some ANTI-ETTOS ideas that I am secretly working on, some were around nearer 2 the turn of the century, but I never got around 2 trying them, and I of course cannot use some of them now that I no longer live alone and am free any more 2 live my own life and do what I want. That 4 now is all over unless I can break my small mass equals blahhhhhh bleeee blummmm monkey, and run off, leaving behind the few things that mean a very lot 2 me, and yes, Buddhists, R grounding me 3 the material realm. Discussing the mighty and evil ETTOS and the E-4 part that is all found explained and discussed back in the MORIANITY BIBLE-2, this is being used on me with horrendous mother fucking evil effectiveness since running into Ed Himacane and Dawn and Ann and now stuck in an inescapable way with this family of serpent snakes, as I did not pay attention 2 the song warnings of the Haddonwood years, and B enlightened enough, in time, yo, 2 avoid all this once I started 2C it all coming at me like a run fucking away freight train, BRO. It is as though I am 95 years old, mentally, but only happens when I an with these jerk fucking off people. They make me forget everything and the mission and motive is as obvious as the funny face on a clown, mizz Fargo. Dawn has no patience with anyone, and is a living nightmare. Back in the MORIANITY project blogged and not on tape, 2 years ago or so give or take, my mom appeared 2 fucking me a vivid dream and warned me in a Dollar Store where I was with Ann and Dawn, in this powerful interactive experience. She told me 2 get far away and fast, sand I dismissed it like I dismissed LOIS FOCA, and the proper state 2 but a straight and boxed lottery number, I bought in the wrong state and ignored the box part, and it is all on the record and all over the internet and the copyright office by now, BRA. And not a “Diller a dollar the ten o’clock scholar arriving now at noon” store, the DOLLAR STORE, Mildred B Young of the late autumn of 1972, but how I remember coming into her class later and later and how she would recite this 2 me. Rog, what don’t me and your powerful cuz have in common other than a lot less monkey on my back, yet still way 2 much 2 escape her mighty plan, or Lester’s in all fairness 2 her. Still systems failure pal, how can she remain out of the picture entirely when as U pit it, she sort of needs 2 keep the Williamstown giant cop attitude, and is 2 afraid 2 totally believe all this on an awake level. Oh well, believing and knowing R huge things that this life journal will B exploring as this hell keeps getting made worse 4 me. I am about 2 tell mother fucking secrets 2 the planet so huge, that one day, I know I will find myself with the title of FIRST HUMAN BANNED FROM INTERNET BLOGGING, BY LAW, don’t fucking laugh everybody, remember the China earthquake and the World Series parade, and the 6-9 room nightmare residence, and on and on and on, BRO! I always knew that MARcucci, MARolla, Miss MARie, and her mighty camel and diner down Kings Highway a mile from school, was all just 2 wild, weird and nut job squared 2 all B just some silly stupid coincidence, and so does Jimmy Stuart. The problem here with that is that these fucking bastard enemies on top of all else, just put a scum bag JIMMY with a scuz bucket tire on the back, right in front of me, and where else, the local 13th Street Comcast Cable Building, where the great Queen Mayan and her blue symbolic car is parked there every day during regular freaking business hours with the tag of New Jersey JNR-10P, her age until this September 29th, my younger daughter that is, but then my special ed school and the period from 1969 until the end of January of 1973 and my destruction in Haddonfield is all there 4 another set of days and weeks 2 unfold these powerful truths and disastrous freaking nightmares. I suppose I was 2 unenlightened 2 pay any attention 30 years later 2 what my older daughter not yet born indirectly messaged me in lyrical content in the DON’T HIDE U CAN’T HIDE year. Somehow this sentence was poofed off and removed along with all of the next paragraph that now must B fucking re-typed in.
I just typed an entire paragraph telling my lightning how wonderful she was 4 coming around me here in Berryville yesterday afternoon and as I was motherfucking typing away, the entire paragraph was poof-hacked off and vanished. I was saying how much I love U my lightning, and always will. IWALU, baby blond DZA, my endless TEEN-QUEEN. I will CU at the waterfalls later on Diana, in the mean time, please tell my special daut P Junior-10, not 2 take any wooden nickels, or any bull shirts off of Julie Nichols, oh well, when I tell the entire thing, the entire story, this world won’t know whether 2 sit up and fucking belch out a volcano the size of the Pacific Ocean or just roll over and play dead and hope that I will go away. But that will not happen. From a foreign shore, I will put streaming A/V through my own website and verify my entire story. Keep fucking using this major ETTOS-4 on me U diseased sick bitches, and I will kick your asses personally if I have 2 freaking retrace U all someday, cage U, and put U all through Dogtown type pinball gagged glass machines while U get spun in and bounce around until all that B seen is blood and gore. Think this is funny do U mother truckers, when I am, done with your asses, the gods won’t mother fletchen recognize U let alone your nasty ugly moms.
END OF BLOG #6.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
to my uncle hunt or really his nasty descendants
IF THIS FUCKING COMPUTER HACKING IS NOT STOPPED, I AM GOING 2 FUCKING GO 2 WASHINGTON, DC AND SOMEONE IS GONNA LISTEN 2 ME.
PAULA, B CAREFUL 2 TAKE THIS STATEMENT ANY WAY U WANNA BABE!!!!!!!!!!!
PAULA, B CAREFUL 2 TAKE THIS STATEMENT ANY WAY U WANNA BABE!!!!!!!!!!!
MMLJ-BLOG 5
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG #5
1:04 AM on Wednesday, July 29th of 2009
Start of blog 5-----MMLJ:
3 years ago I had an incredible dream after falling asleep watching a television show by the name of “Rescue 911”, hosted by Captain Kirk, and this has been discussed on many previous occasions on my journal. It was just months after I joined 4 a full year, the swim and health club on route 42 in Deptford, new Jersey by the name of Haddonwood, owned by a mister Tony Zenin, on the 27th day of June, 1994. This was like no other dream in magnitude unless I go back 2 the year 198, 17 years ago, 2 when I had 2 powerful dreams, one about a mysterious girl singing 2 me on the boardwalk on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, a strange and haunting song by the name of “Love Is 4 Carpenters”, and the other about a strange ultra sized jet black cat that could tell what the Pennsylvania lottery number would B the following night without fail, and a lady who owned this animal told me that the cat always gets the number correct, either straight up or boxed. But in the dream in the approximate time range of early autumn up 2 perhaps as late as middle autumn of 1994, this same unknown girl was with me and we were at the beach of Tennessee Avenue, or actually, the Saint James Street beach on the right side of the Central Pier. My life has altered fantastically since this dream 3 years ago, and up in the future far beyond here, going as far as two thousand and ten, my life is off the scale screwed up and all because of this dream. She and I were using a strange device that propelled us through the ocean at5 an extremely high rate of speed without causing us burn up from the friction or any other conceivable negative consequences. I fell madly in love with this wild teenager and even asked her 2 marry me in this dream. She said that she would and I was happy 4 the first time in my miserable life. Then suddenly, 2 the right or south of us down the beach, along came the parents of this girl, who chased me away from her and told me I can never have her. As I walked off the beach, I looked back at her and said, “Have a nice life”. I got 2 the boardwalk and headed north, or left towards Tennessee Avenue, and instantly the dream stopped. Far out into negative or positronic space, I learned that this was not a dream, or it was but dreams R not what they appear 2B 2 the human race in modern times of technological advancements. The problem with all of this is that everything everywhere comes from a source that loves beyond a passionate ecstasy, creating games with others who have absolutely no clue that a game indeed is being played with them, and I have come 2 call this situation-reality, the cosmic parlor trick, or CPT 4 short. Now is any of the wild stuff that I have accidentally learned how 2 do with machines of an electronic nature, especially those that turn the human voice into electrical energy and convert it back again, (tape recorders), part of these CPT? The answer is an unequivocal NO. Whatever I may possibly learn 2 do, no matter how far fetched, is within my human body and human world realm source, and in no way empowered directly from any source beyond this. Only when the empowering source lies closer 2 the void infinity than human life and existence does, can these CPT B in fact performed. 4 those tuning back on the cosmonet from blasted out space colonies, remember, this is a continuation of a life journal, I know perfectly well what year this is being typed in and posted up onto blogger sites in. This is not some attempt at deception or subterfuge, what is happening has all been recently explained. Did I plan all of this some time back when I first blogged back at the end of MORIANITY, regarding things all being indeed parlor tricks? Absolutely. I plan moves ahead like a chess master when it comes 2 telling what unfathomable nightmare has surrounded me and literally captured both me and my entire life like some poisonous fumes bursting out into the air all around me. If I did not plan ahead, and attempt numerous ways of getting my message out 2 my co-humans, it would B a lost cause and I may as well do everyone a Ron Wirtz favor right now with my empowered AEB. B4 moving on at all any further with any of this or any other stuff, what I say next only applies 2 one of the 4 sites that I post up 2 on the (inter)connected (net)working system of the computer world, or its abbreviation name being the INTERNET. There is a strange situation going on, and 4 anyone that happens 2B tuning into the site called www.unexplained-mysteries.com/, the blog connected, MMLJ 3 and 4, refused 2 post up. It posted up fine on all other 3 sites that I user, and also, other direct type ins or cut and paste word documents post up without a problem on the site, but it just will not allow this particular set of words 2 post up 2 this particular site, if it gets stranger and more outlandish than this in the twilight zone, I for one would need 2C it 2 believe it. I major hyper time urge anyone following g my blogs on this site in the future, to find out what was said and was not allowed 2 get said on this one site, by going 2 www.blogger.com and putting in quotations in the search on Google, MMLJ 3 and 4. There is obviously some reason this is being done, a screen just pops up with a message calling it a 406 error, and it will not allow the blog 2 post up 2 the site no matter how many times I have tried. The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL must have their reasons and agendas 4 going 2 so much trouble and risking exposure that this is all real and being done 2 me, that R so powerful, even though I cannot right now really even venture a guess at it, but still, they know lots more than I do.
There is someone in the future who has suggested that there is no MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, merely some arrogant cocky filth bag with a powerful mainframe and MOGOSP system, programmed 2 make my life a living hell. Y would anyone go 2 the trouble of doing this 4 no reason at all, when if indeed they have access 2 this powerful potential weapon, they could instead B using it in a positive productive way 2 accomplish great things 4 themselves? I mean let’s really examine the psychology of mankind. Is it more fun 2 succeed or 2 watch others fail? Well Ross the Boss Mister Adam Schiff hater, brought this very concept up in the scripted Superman-3 series in the early nineteen eighties. All though yes mankind in general is sick and lower than a subwoofer frequency, most people when polled, would rather make a million dollars than watch 10 innocent people in real life that they do not like a lot, lose 100,000 bucks each, in one day’s stock market crash. This was a real poll recently done, I have the statistical lab specific info, the number and name of the project, the address of the polling laboratory, and the organization that was behind running this query, should anyone wanna check it out 4 themselves. Ross the Boss was correct that there R some nut jobs out there that might actually not vote that way, but the major mass majority would take their million hands down. Same thing also was applied in other examples. They told these polled groups 2 think of the 5 people that they hated most in the world, and asked them if they would get more thrill out of winning a brand new car on the PRICE IS RIGHT show, or watch these 5 persons purchase a brand new car and B standing on corner and witness a nasty collision totally these 5 hated persons cars. Again, hands down more than 9 out of 10 voted 2 win their car. Now MOGOSP is real, it stands 4 MOTIVE-GOAL SOFTWARE PROGRAM, and it can eventually do virtually anything. If U program it and say u wanna B a rock star, it will do whatever it takes until U either become one or the system blows up. No one was ever polled on MOGOSP, it is not yet here but will B when the world’s vision is clear, a whittle joke, figure it out. Even then, this will b the infancy stages of early PCA or computer automation. Ten more years minimum will B needed 4 systems 2B really the MOGOSP I speak of. Now let us say it is 2035 just 5 sake of this discussion. Would U rather B doing all sorts of things 2 make your own life better with this tool, or B using it secretly 2 undermine and sabotage the lives of those U do not particularly like? Still, can we theoretically wonder if an Astral Plane force could B influencing a group of human cult followers, just like with DARK SHADOWS, 2 use this potentially powerful weapon and tool v4 just this diabolical purpose? Well my answer 2 this whether UB an atheist or an agnostic or a semi religious person or an extremely religious believer in GOD, just read the bible and the answer will come jumping out at U at the speed of light squared, this I will promise any one of U right here and right now, LAVB. Anyone alive that denies that many times they wonder 2 themselves, “Y did I say or do such and such, or Y didn’t I say or do such and such”, I mean seriously, Y? Well the answer is IAD and ETTOS and put it all together and just say PAWM-PIE, and the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL serves this delicious and evil dish up on a regular daily basis 2 the entire inhabitants of 5th dimensional hyperspace, FDHS. Hard 2 believe that a full righteous empire was scored a dozen July’s away on the 28th. I will go these next dozen years, destined 2 remain in THEORY-MODE, believing 99+% but not absolutely have certainty about this reality of the PAWM-PIE. That is way off in the year of twenty oh nine Mrs. Marola. She personally knew the 1969 Miss America and got her 2 visit the school one mid spring afternoon in 1969. If U do not have EW connections, U cannot pull off a stunt like that. Am I really so far off base Mister Blair? Life journal, the sci-fi channel wants me 2 move out of Williamstown as the cable company here does not have U on its line-up. They need me 2 rewash the DARK SHADOWS show, and remember the details, and put the LEVIATHAN plot into its proper perspective. This is YI left 4 Somerdale where the company there, Garden State Cable does indeed bring the sci-fi channel into the system. This is YI was destined 2 move 2 that nightmare home in Somerdale, and maybe not win the Publishers Clearinghouse Prize KJ McAllister Co-Ed, but dreamshift caused a second part 2 this dream. This led me 2 learning the real truths about family lineages and the McGuire and Callio families of Atlantic city, New Jersey. Wow is this getting good yet mister Jimmy Pat???????????????????
Timing, planning, how the danger hovers. When U know, they know U know, and feel their thoughts of doom, yeah 4 right now copyright examiners of the future 21st century, we need not figure it all out. We know indeed that theories R not sci-fi, leviathan due dated ones with phones ringing in town inns, or large ones on Princeton University blackboards keeping me now typing in English, people soon will know this 2 and then no more skies will turn from blue, or pink if UR a TPB fan, Ryan up in the future in your own motel room with gorgeous Kendall. Yeah, I am being driven totally and completely mad, but not by humans, the gods work through humans, and the humans work their parlor tricks through powerful future MOGOSP programs, advanced humans can even use the teck from far off and apply it right into out own world through distance-delay-technology, huh Squire Trilane Kirk. Touché. Nice duck buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Saw U from 900 LY away, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit. Laugh clowns, they sure would have laughed 300 years ago if U were 2 ever B able 2 tell the early colonists about out present day world, laugh, or maybe put U in the woodpile and burn U. There is sop much 2 say on this journal, my problem is never gonna B running out of story, my story is beyond infinite hell. The only problem is hop much more can I take?
END OF BLOG, MMLJ-#5:
1:04 AM on Wednesday, July 29th of 2009
Start of blog 5-----MMLJ:
3 years ago I had an incredible dream after falling asleep watching a television show by the name of “Rescue 911”, hosted by Captain Kirk, and this has been discussed on many previous occasions on my journal. It was just months after I joined 4 a full year, the swim and health club on route 42 in Deptford, new Jersey by the name of Haddonwood, owned by a mister Tony Zenin, on the 27th day of June, 1994. This was like no other dream in magnitude unless I go back 2 the year 198, 17 years ago, 2 when I had 2 powerful dreams, one about a mysterious girl singing 2 me on the boardwalk on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, a strange and haunting song by the name of “Love Is 4 Carpenters”, and the other about a strange ultra sized jet black cat that could tell what the Pennsylvania lottery number would B the following night without fail, and a lady who owned this animal told me that the cat always gets the number correct, either straight up or boxed. But in the dream in the approximate time range of early autumn up 2 perhaps as late as middle autumn of 1994, this same unknown girl was with me and we were at the beach of Tennessee Avenue, or actually, the Saint James Street beach on the right side of the Central Pier. My life has altered fantastically since this dream 3 years ago, and up in the future far beyond here, going as far as two thousand and ten, my life is off the scale screwed up and all because of this dream. She and I were using a strange device that propelled us through the ocean at5 an extremely high rate of speed without causing us burn up from the friction or any other conceivable negative consequences. I fell madly in love with this wild teenager and even asked her 2 marry me in this dream. She said that she would and I was happy 4 the first time in my miserable life. Then suddenly, 2 the right or south of us down the beach, along came the parents of this girl, who chased me away from her and told me I can never have her. As I walked off the beach, I looked back at her and said, “Have a nice life”. I got 2 the boardwalk and headed north, or left towards Tennessee Avenue, and instantly the dream stopped. Far out into negative or positronic space, I learned that this was not a dream, or it was but dreams R not what they appear 2B 2 the human race in modern times of technological advancements. The problem with all of this is that everything everywhere comes from a source that loves beyond a passionate ecstasy, creating games with others who have absolutely no clue that a game indeed is being played with them, and I have come 2 call this situation-reality, the cosmic parlor trick, or CPT 4 short. Now is any of the wild stuff that I have accidentally learned how 2 do with machines of an electronic nature, especially those that turn the human voice into electrical energy and convert it back again, (tape recorders), part of these CPT? The answer is an unequivocal NO. Whatever I may possibly learn 2 do, no matter how far fetched, is within my human body and human world realm source, and in no way empowered directly from any source beyond this. Only when the empowering source lies closer 2 the void infinity than human life and existence does, can these CPT B in fact performed. 4 those tuning back on the cosmonet from blasted out space colonies, remember, this is a continuation of a life journal, I know perfectly well what year this is being typed in and posted up onto blogger sites in. This is not some attempt at deception or subterfuge, what is happening has all been recently explained. Did I plan all of this some time back when I first blogged back at the end of MORIANITY, regarding things all being indeed parlor tricks? Absolutely. I plan moves ahead like a chess master when it comes 2 telling what unfathomable nightmare has surrounded me and literally captured both me and my entire life like some poisonous fumes bursting out into the air all around me. If I did not plan ahead, and attempt numerous ways of getting my message out 2 my co-humans, it would B a lost cause and I may as well do everyone a Ron Wirtz favor right now with my empowered AEB. B4 moving on at all any further with any of this or any other stuff, what I say next only applies 2 one of the 4 sites that I post up 2 on the (inter)connected (net)working system of the computer world, or its abbreviation name being the INTERNET. There is a strange situation going on, and 4 anyone that happens 2B tuning into the site called www.unexplained-mysteries.com/, the blog connected, MMLJ 3 and 4, refused 2 post up. It posted up fine on all other 3 sites that I user, and also, other direct type ins or cut and paste word documents post up without a problem on the site, but it just will not allow this particular set of words 2 post up 2 this particular site, if it gets stranger and more outlandish than this in the twilight zone, I for one would need 2C it 2 believe it. I major hyper time urge anyone following g my blogs on this site in the future, to find out what was said and was not allowed 2 get said on this one site, by going 2 www.blogger.com and putting in quotations in the search on Google, MMLJ 3 and 4. There is obviously some reason this is being done, a screen just pops up with a message calling it a 406 error, and it will not allow the blog 2 post up 2 the site no matter how many times I have tried. The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL must have their reasons and agendas 4 going 2 so much trouble and risking exposure that this is all real and being done 2 me, that R so powerful, even though I cannot right now really even venture a guess at it, but still, they know lots more than I do.
There is someone in the future who has suggested that there is no MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, merely some arrogant cocky filth bag with a powerful mainframe and MOGOSP system, programmed 2 make my life a living hell. Y would anyone go 2 the trouble of doing this 4 no reason at all, when if indeed they have access 2 this powerful potential weapon, they could instead B using it in a positive productive way 2 accomplish great things 4 themselves? I mean let’s really examine the psychology of mankind. Is it more fun 2 succeed or 2 watch others fail? Well Ross the Boss Mister Adam Schiff hater, brought this very concept up in the scripted Superman-3 series in the early nineteen eighties. All though yes mankind in general is sick and lower than a subwoofer frequency, most people when polled, would rather make a million dollars than watch 10 innocent people in real life that they do not like a lot, lose 100,000 bucks each, in one day’s stock market crash. This was a real poll recently done, I have the statistical lab specific info, the number and name of the project, the address of the polling laboratory, and the organization that was behind running this query, should anyone wanna check it out 4 themselves. Ross the Boss was correct that there R some nut jobs out there that might actually not vote that way, but the major mass majority would take their million hands down. Same thing also was applied in other examples. They told these polled groups 2 think of the 5 people that they hated most in the world, and asked them if they would get more thrill out of winning a brand new car on the PRICE IS RIGHT show, or watch these 5 persons purchase a brand new car and B standing on corner and witness a nasty collision totally these 5 hated persons cars. Again, hands down more than 9 out of 10 voted 2 win their car. Now MOGOSP is real, it stands 4 MOTIVE-GOAL SOFTWARE PROGRAM, and it can eventually do virtually anything. If U program it and say u wanna B a rock star, it will do whatever it takes until U either become one or the system blows up. No one was ever polled on MOGOSP, it is not yet here but will B when the world’s vision is clear, a whittle joke, figure it out. Even then, this will b the infancy stages of early PCA or computer automation. Ten more years minimum will B needed 4 systems 2B really the MOGOSP I speak of. Now let us say it is 2035 just 5 sake of this discussion. Would U rather B doing all sorts of things 2 make your own life better with this tool, or B using it secretly 2 undermine and sabotage the lives of those U do not particularly like? Still, can we theoretically wonder if an Astral Plane force could B influencing a group of human cult followers, just like with DARK SHADOWS, 2 use this potentially powerful weapon and tool v4 just this diabolical purpose? Well my answer 2 this whether UB an atheist or an agnostic or a semi religious person or an extremely religious believer in GOD, just read the bible and the answer will come jumping out at U at the speed of light squared, this I will promise any one of U right here and right now, LAVB. Anyone alive that denies that many times they wonder 2 themselves, “Y did I say or do such and such, or Y didn’t I say or do such and such”, I mean seriously, Y? Well the answer is IAD and ETTOS and put it all together and just say PAWM-PIE, and the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL serves this delicious and evil dish up on a regular daily basis 2 the entire inhabitants of 5th dimensional hyperspace, FDHS. Hard 2 believe that a full righteous empire was scored a dozen July’s away on the 28th. I will go these next dozen years, destined 2 remain in THEORY-MODE, believing 99+% but not absolutely have certainty about this reality of the PAWM-PIE. That is way off in the year of twenty oh nine Mrs. Marola. She personally knew the 1969 Miss America and got her 2 visit the school one mid spring afternoon in 1969. If U do not have EW connections, U cannot pull off a stunt like that. Am I really so far off base Mister Blair? Life journal, the sci-fi channel wants me 2 move out of Williamstown as the cable company here does not have U on its line-up. They need me 2 rewash the DARK SHADOWS show, and remember the details, and put the LEVIATHAN plot into its proper perspective. This is YI left 4 Somerdale where the company there, Garden State Cable does indeed bring the sci-fi channel into the system. This is YI was destined 2 move 2 that nightmare home in Somerdale, and maybe not win the Publishers Clearinghouse Prize KJ McAllister Co-Ed, but dreamshift caused a second part 2 this dream. This led me 2 learning the real truths about family lineages and the McGuire and Callio families of Atlantic city, New Jersey. Wow is this getting good yet mister Jimmy Pat???????????????????
Timing, planning, how the danger hovers. When U know, they know U know, and feel their thoughts of doom, yeah 4 right now copyright examiners of the future 21st century, we need not figure it all out. We know indeed that theories R not sci-fi, leviathan due dated ones with phones ringing in town inns, or large ones on Princeton University blackboards keeping me now typing in English, people soon will know this 2 and then no more skies will turn from blue, or pink if UR a TPB fan, Ryan up in the future in your own motel room with gorgeous Kendall. Yeah, I am being driven totally and completely mad, but not by humans, the gods work through humans, and the humans work their parlor tricks through powerful future MOGOSP programs, advanced humans can even use the teck from far off and apply it right into out own world through distance-delay-technology, huh Squire Trilane Kirk. Touché. Nice duck buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Saw U from 900 LY away, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit. Laugh clowns, they sure would have laughed 300 years ago if U were 2 ever B able 2 tell the early colonists about out present day world, laugh, or maybe put U in the woodpile and burn U. There is sop much 2 say on this journal, my problem is never gonna B running out of story, my story is beyond infinite hell. The only problem is hop much more can I take?
END OF BLOG, MMLJ-#5:
MMLJ BLOG 3 AND 4 FAILURE
NOTHING WORKS ON um SITE AS FAR AS BLOG 3. SOMEONE DOES NOT WANT THIS UP, GEE i WONDER WHO AND Y, DUHH, MIAMI RADIO HOST
MMLJ-BLOG FOUR
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG 3”
Monday, 10:14 PM, July 27, 2009
Start of blog, MMLJ #3:
This first paragraph is not the original blog that appears on 3 other blogger websites that I posted up 2 last night. It is the following night, almost a full Earth rotation later now, and still the site called www.unexplained-mysteries.com/ will not permit this original blog as I had it anyway, 2B cut and pasted and posted up there from my word-works document. So I am now attempting 2 add a new first paragraph and add today’s blogging as a new ending 2 this blog from last night. There was a small Milituforce presence today, nothing all that major. Also the giant women hologram has calmed a bit, there R always plenty of tall-ies but the real giants that went on a roll have cooled down a bit. Cat command was there but not major, in fact over the past month it is very light 4 all the hell I am, going through in aerial persecution, BRA. But there is a reason 4 this, and it is a seasonal explanation. It can B retold later when more time permits, it has however all ready been blogged years ago and pertains 2 the way summer romances begin in late spring and half of them or more break up[ in the last week of July or the first week of August. Men, this is a well guarded p^^^y secret, listen up, yo. Sol the girls now without their boy toys feel in a major competition against other girls still romantically involved, and then they get incredibly aggressive in early August. This is when the girl I talked about on many blogs, BEACH STACEY, almost raped me on the Hilton beach, and this is not that much of an exaggeration, BRA!!!!!!!! Now here is where the blog really began originally last night, and iof U read it all ready, skip down until U read, this blog #3 ends here and then read, no it does not, and then read on from there dudes and dudesses, wait a second, this is your life journal remember there, operation SIDE-STAR, subliminal king??????????????????????????
Early this morning when I left the house 2 deposit a small amount of money into the bank so that a check would not bounce, major chemtrails were all over zenithing the house on 13th Street. This 4 the most part along with the usual low flying airplanes of Hammonton, was basically the extent of today’s persecution from the enemies. This started at approximately 8:40 AM. The Dow Jones, as always gained again today. Friday I believe was a total FULL EVIL EMPIRE, but the weekend produced a FULL RIGHTEOUS SPORTSPIRE 4 me. I slowly am going 2 need over time, 2 get used 2 the fact that this is no longer lads and lassies this and ladies and gentlemen that, this is a journal continuing on cassette tape as though it is the middle nineties all over again, with the only difference being that I will inject into this, my future knowledge on many various items, future that is referenced 2 where the taped journals left off in these times. I have the absolute ability 2 relive as though now was then, or however U may wish 2 visualize this, again, I am saying U. Let me qualify this by making this admitted statement that is based on a simple and very intriguing visual observation of the starry night skies. When anyone tries 2 do something, forces naturally set themselves up around all of us, 2 different and varying degrees based on each of our own personal magnetics or connections with cosmos based on a scale of positive and negative. This is something that is real, a law of physics, yet more powerful even than a law of physics, as it first B4 physics can even ever exist in any type of a reality, it must B set in a larger and greater stone or cast mold. This is named in future times, LAWTRONICS. Technically Lawtronics is one and the same thing with the 7th dimension. Below this one is the mind dimension or #6. This is where mind itself transmits itself into hyperspace, or the other 5 dimensions of so-called reality, so-called because it is not really real at all. The only real thing at all is total nothingness, or the void, also called by me 4 nearly 4 full decades now, Zero-Dimension. My point is that it will now take me a while 2 separate the truth that I know longer am attempting in any way shape or form, 2 talk 2 any kind of an audience. I merely am continuing the life journal on cassette tape from its ending in 1997 and turning into a continuation taping called MORIANITY, later still, 2B blogged on the internet with a slight varying change of verbal structure, and used as a direct medium and hopeful communication 2 the collective consciousness and below consciousness levels of humankind. Actually in early November of 1995, one full year after sending my book “The Permission Barrier”, down 2 the US Copyright Office 4 registration, Morianity Bible began as a separate taped piece of work, but not in 1997, this is just when the 2 works, my journal and the New Testament of Morianity Bible sort of just merged into one and the same thing like Kent and soup. The point is that I am no longer talking 2 anyone, yet readers can always access this public information and any websites that these words R posted onto. In fact as owner of these works, I have always given total permission 2 anyone over the legal age since my blogs can B a bit adult at times, 2 repost parts or entire works anywhere that they choose. The only thing that would ever B actionable would B if anyone tries 2 profit on copyrighted intellectual property contained herein by me as the copyright claimant, by directly selling the information. If I post a roulette system and someone wishes 2 gamble with it, that is their own business, as it was publicly posted and unprotected in its raw form called an idea. U cannot protect an idea through copyright or patent. U can only trademark names, and this is complex law, it is exact and 4 a degreed lawyer 2 tell U, not me. Logos and designs and short phrases, and certain ideas brought into the stage of beyond raw idea can possibly if not all ready claimed, B trademarked, most of the time. None of that applies 2 my intellectual property except actual names of things such as FREEZER FAN, MOGOSP, and other things discussed, all though not trademarked, can only B used through proving a date and time of conception should others use the very same wordage. My real point is none of this, it is just that habits R always difficult 2 break, and MORIANITY is over, done, terminated, fine’. This is the continuation of MMLJ, or MARK MOHR’S LIFE JOURNAL, but let us look at the sky-star observation and make a powerful point in so doing, “US”?, UC, habits. It will take me quite some time. I doubt I ever will stop making up words, that habit goes back centuries. I need 2 make a point and still speak 2U out there, but hopefully once this is done, I can go a while B4 slipping back into old habits. On the next clear night, unless U live in a city, then U can forget about it unless U wanna drive out 2 a more remote and darker area, look up at a very faint star that U barely can C, just the smallest amount with either perfect eyesight or with eyeglasses that correct your vision 2 normal. Now C how the star is going in and out of view, and U can only C it here and there, as it is that faint. Now, instead of staring right at the star directly, look off away from it just a tiny bit, and U will notice a powerful reality. Trying not 2C it so hard, will allow U2 actually C it better. Try this, C if U can prove me wrong. Well, since Chris Bennett put me onto becoming a blogger, I have expended energies in unfathomable amounts 2 try and get a major wild story, my nightmare life, believed and looked at, by a large group of my co-humans. Now I grow a bit wary after ending Chapter Xlll of Morianity bible-2, and trying so hard 2C the star. So now, I will no longer have this as a direct motive, it will indirectly always B there since I post these blogs up onto public blogger sites, yet it is now gonna B more indirect, and less direct, I will indeed B looking a bit off and away from the faint star in the night sky. Now the star is seen brighter and better, and who knows, maybe the powerful truths of MORIANITY will B as well, given sufficient time, and with the will of the gods. I will call this operation side-star. This is what was planned all along eventually, but I sort of hoped that Morianity-2 would go a bit longer. Then I woke up and realized, mam, UR wasting your time, just continue with your life journal, post it up publicly, and then let the freaking chips fall where they may, BRO. First of all, I know how powerful the PAWM-PIE is now 4 the first time in all my life as me currently. As with any legitimate laboratory or scientist anywhere in the world, the same thing applies here also with me and my circumstances, as follows: I had lots of the same concepts in 1997 than I do up here in 2009, but would in all honesty if confronted by an attorney in a court of law, have felt totally compelled 2 say that these ideas and things were my theory. Many scientists have many theories, but do not discount theories or undervalue them. In rare instances, things that work in a microcosm do not hold up with absolute accuracy in the real time real world, a term I despise having 2 use, as only the VOID INFINITY is real, not one other thing IS NOR CAN B REAL, it is all dreamed out and away by the LAWTRON, escaping a prior closed curve repeating infinity, that basically sends that prior once existence into the uncreation by its new frame of reference outside the curve, or really, in the dream. It operates almost as rocket science does. The out flowing fuel pushes the rocket or propels it in the opposite direction with an equal and opposite force of the out flowing fuels, basic Newtonian physics. The cancellation of a prior closed curve permit’s the LAWTRON or the escaping soul, 2 leave the prior infinity. This nonsense of searching for Higgs God Particle is just that, utter nonsense, scientists endlessly attempting 2 figure out a dream. Reverse this concept, tell me where the logic is 2 figuring out some wild crazy dream U just had last freaking night, BRO. If U honestly think I can use words like men and women of science, or even advanced equations, 2 fully tell people of 2009, the exact way this mechanically operates, forget it. U also all know how a complicated dream is many times just totally impossible 2 ever accurately explain, not 2 another soul or even 2 yourself if U attempted 2 write it down, or scientifically analyze it. So spend your millions or more on miles of circumference rings of colliding particles and play your games, when I all ready have the simple truth 2 the entire thing, but then again, words will fail me. I do know this much Roger, and I only say this because of what U said in your last note, and it must B truth 4 two reasons, and we need not get real specific on one of them, and then the other one is also just as obvious but more bloggable and that is that what U told me and admitted 2 me regarding giving me roulette systems, U, the Chief/Mayor, your cuz, and Lester upline, that is 4 fam members BRO, so someone out here is totally hooked on the stock market game, and this is engineered straight out of the Astral Plane by the powerful Millionth Council, or the one third of this body that is evil down 2 its rotting core, the LAMBRIGG CULTISTS. Here is Y it so dangerous, U know, that camel and needle thing regarding not having 2 endlessly roam the Astral Realm and the hyperspace, and not ever permitted a city name and a city pass that will gain an entity the permitted entrance into Sahasra Dal Kanwal. From here, no one ever falls asleep and down into hyperspace again. Energy is lost in all other places on the Astral world because it is made up of an interaction built into the lawtronics of the entire working system. Buddhists explain these words in a slightly differing way, but say precisely the same thing, except perhaps 4 their pathetic hope of reaching total oblivion, existors exist, time is pure illusion, if UR here, U always have been and will B, as all time is one time. Parlor tricks of the mind R powerful beyond any conceivable way 2 ever express this 2U. Rog, do I believe 4 one minute that Gill and Ann have told me a true story about Paula”? Gimme a break. If that isn’t right out of a Patterson or “King” novel, what is? A magic romance meeting at a concert in a world famous resort, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! B careful not 2 play me 4 such a darn fool peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh boy, here I go again, instead of a life journal, it is the old style Morianity coming through, the long quotes, the Bro and the Bra, and the frickin and the freaking, habits? I do not wind surf or fly kites anymore, nor do I spend lots of time in and around the Boston Harbor, yet I am compelled 2 stay near my old home, but the reasons, well Rog, let me tell U the reasons so maybe other things can B cleared up. I would have gone thousands of miles away a long time ago if it were not 4 the fact that the equation that caused me not 2B typing in Japanese or German right now, warns about Madonna’s material world. At the risk of another 1972 arm break, I have very few things, and those things that I have R near and dear 2 my heart. They attach me 2 the circumstances around me, they do not permit my escape. They weigh combined most likely in ton value, a definite single digit figure, yet the energy needed 4 me 2 escape them is monstrous, just as the mighty equation states. If a fire came and destroyed it all tonight, I would B ouddahere Harry, tomorrow moUUUUUUrning. There would B absolutely nothing 2 hold me in this hell. Now this tonnage of mass is indeed real and life can indeed B scientifically converted. Now how much mass can B created and converted with say one million bucks, let alone many millions or billions? It takes only a spoonful of mass 2 create so much energy in the nuclear realm. These R undisputed facts, and only called theories because no Star Ship Enterprise has been built yet due 2 lack of technological ability, basically in the metallurgical department, and some fundamental still lacking of high dimensional force laws such as controlling a velocitron, let alone its discovery at all as of yet, in the realm of the quark and lepton. Now in a microcosm, sports clocks have indeed been taken up in Air Force jets, and it has been absolutely observed that the tiny measuring time pieces move faster when the jet accelerates and ascends away from the Earth, and then returns 2 normal when the jet decelerates and descends back lower towards the ground. Expanding this same principle in exact proportions, at around 170 thousand miles per second, the jet grows in mass 2 a huge size, and time itself is dilated. The mass grows because of the G-force. The G-force is a factor caused by the extremely high speed that must now B measured in the word velocity, because distance per time cannot accurately reflect at this high speed, the true reality, because the time dilation interferes with that. Some scientists call the velocity of light a cosmic speed limit, and indeed on an atomic level it is accurately quoted. Leaving the Earth and the miseries that have always plagued life here is one and the same thing as the rocket moving ahead faster and faster. If it could do this without a G-force, sufficient energy would eventually B mustered 2 move beyond light velocity on an atomic level. However, tonnage or mass is increasing exponentially after 60 and 70 and 80 percent of C or the velocity of light, the “Constant”. At 99.9999% of 186,282 SMPS, the jet would B as large as the solar system, and as the nines keep approaching the full C, the jet would B as massive as the galaxy. No energy anywhere would B able 2 budge it, it would slow down and not continue speeding up. This is the cosmic speed limit factor. Colliders or PA’s, (Particle-Accelerators), can smash subatomic particles into each other in opposite directions and cause all sorts of new realities in the realm of the subatomic, but how does one begin 2 fuse consciousness into an exploding mesh of tiny violent particles? If cars could never reach 100 miles per hour, could U get an effect of more than 100 MPH by having 2 cars moving at full speed in a head on collision?, of course U could. So breaking the speed of light barrier is not the issue, it is what RU gonna do now? But the point here is the tonnage, the mass. Things get heavier and weigh us all down yet we all want so many things. The laws of physics prove it all is totally as I claim it 2B, it just never has been reduced 2 a ‘life-formula’, well not until I came along, and it has not really been formulated yet. It fascinates me how life works. Not only was your system, and others B4 it from the fam a test 4 major stock market moves, but it also brought out true ideas that R spoken quietly so as never 2 offend. All I can hopefully gather out of all of this, or maybe a better word choice here is salvage out of it, is that it is definitely no random happenstance, U know, what your cuz thinks which I will term AWM, and her choice of project names. This is YI always knew from early childhood that indeed, everything is connected in the world of energy. I said this long B4 the popular Hollywood crowd and their new weird wild baby naming religion and Shirley McClain ever arrived on the scene, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder what tonnage the conversion would come 2 in her case, ask your cuz when UR west again if she even has a clue. There is absolutely nothing wrong with success, the bible is filled with reap and sow examples. I am merely awestruck if UR telling me a straight truth about what she told U, look at how my small monkey holds back my escape. Well, upline and downline is a reality I all ready knew totally about in 1997 Rog, do not wonder about that 4 one second my good pal. The mental realm of the elevator room is a wild story, 4 those of U back in 1997. I realize that a statement like this is off the wall 2 many people, but hyperspace is filled with exact copies of this very universe, the only difference being that they R in different sections on the 4th dimension. Do we have hyperspace communications and internet yet, of course we don’t, but then do any of us know with certainty what will B discovered and technologically applied tomorrow and the day following that? My journal ended in the summertime, right around now, late July or early August, a dozen years ago and this must begin 2 pick up the pieces from there if it accurately is going 2 depict the life journal of me in an uninterrupted way by a dozen years. Haddonwood just closed up mysteriously one day, and I moved out of Highview and into a miserable place in Somerdale on Harvard Avenue. This is when I met John King, the father of the Queen Mayan. This is late August of 1996 now, and in another year, I will come 2 meet 2 wild young men named John and Photeous, right on where else but Atlantic City’s famous 4 me, Tennessee Avenue. What part of WEIRD don’t I understand John? First there is the dogs up on the roof overlooking Chief Levy’s Baywatch Tower. But it gets much better in the future, much better, yo, wait and hear. Dave said they would run him 4 mayor some day, or will say after the turn of the century, forget about the clear blue skies over Germany and the Red Baron. Well they did, and he won, but that is only the start of that incredible story, the tiny teeny start. It wasn’t until early 2009 that I learned a lot more about Y my life is such a hell, and how he fits smack dab into all of it.
Lightning was all over me this past weekend, not in 1997, but here in the final July weekend of twenty oh-nine Misses Marola. U know, I really did live in my own little zone, not putting that all together, not keeping up with the Bob Patterson culturally non-ignorant, and not seeing how Park Ranger Rosalie tried 2 save my life and I was 2 dumb 2C the forest from the bees let alone the freaking trees, what did I need, a meteor 2 fall on my head? The strange man in the swimming pool besides Joe and Andy, wow, cut me a break Elmer Fudd, Whaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! Anyway, Diana was so beautiful both nights at my job. Yes, my job. I was forced 2 return 2 work, eventually kicked off disability, and things got worse than my wildest imagination could ever have taken me after they murdered my mom and the entire county covered up the crime. Let’s talk about imagination. I did not know until late summertime in 1997 that no one is capable of making up a single thing or imagining it so 2 speak, nothing, not ever. It is as set in stone as energy is equal 2 mass when multiplied by light velocity squared. Astral entities fall off asleep, and the only man alive 2 my knowledge that was onto this or some part of this was a dude named Robert Monroe, and his book called “Projections Of The Astral Body” is a total must read 4 my Morians, should they ever come 2 exist, and as of 12 years from now, and now being 1997, this has not become even close 2 a reality, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These sleeping entities wake up as babies in hyperspace, or occasionally on lower realms in the germ or insect worlds. From time 2 time, intentional groupings form and attempt 2 break LAWTRONICS, by entering into life as better than human, and this cannot B done, and what happens is that the LAWTRON has a built in firewall and failsafe switch of a sorts 2 prevent this. What instead occurs is that the entity dreams its way into the imagination of an all ready existing physical lifer, a human, and when a character is invented by James Patterson, he is not really invented by James Patterson, and this is truth. Artists do not want 2 hear this truth, they hate my freaking guts 4 knowing and speaking this truth. Not one note of music or anything can B ‘thought-up’. It is all an Astral entity in some way attempting 2 come through and into this dream as more than what is lawtronically permitted. This is Y werewolves and vampires and monsters and aliens exist only in our imaginations, or do they, now that I have told U where they REALLY come from, BRA????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everything in the book written by me, “THE PERMISSION BARRIER”, was not fictional, and was based on a real event. The amazing part of this is the way it all came 2 pass, all of it, ALL OF IT, even parts I never ‘dreamed’ were happening all along, as the tree and forest lines blur when UR indeed 2 close 2 a sitch. The hospital hellishness, my mother’s vicious death by James Pratt White, Studio Park Records, and on and on. Still, half of the book that I thought did not come true, all did, such as beach Stacey, Dave’s death and murder, and Roger’s mighty cuz. In those days, I never gave my cousins Ruth and Heinz a single thought. I was in a different zone. But was TF-70 aware of me, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit?????????????
I suppose the saddest part of everything was the way my quest 2 locate the All Mighty teenager went so horrendously bad. It was my worst nightmare. It was sort of like a home invasion gone bad if multiplied by ten to the power of three hundred. What I had no way of knowing in 1997 until November rolled around, was that I was destined 2 meet 2 of my boyhood heroes, Billy Harner and Sally Starr, and even become very close friends with them. No one on planet Earth would believe some of the incredible things that I could tell. This life journal is publicly posted, and fear of legal or other reprisals force me 2 omit much of the real juicy stories. Believe me, if I could, I would, say more, mama, and papa Cassette. Jean Ruba Smith put a knife in my back as many others did, but she asked me YI killed off Dave Roth and my mother in the book. I remember responding 2 her in a way that stunned me that these words just came out B4I even could think of holding them back, “I know this will all happen somewhere, it has 2 do with asapian particles that R in long stringy lines and make up realities composed of individual interactions inside a giant series of illusions”. As I said, PARLOR TRICKS, that is the ‘name of the game’, literally, Darren McGavin.
Thank U4 being so good 2 me LIGHTNING. I love climbing up high on the concrete hill, and watching your colorful splendor and glory, my lovely beautiful teen queen. I did not know her full Astral name in 1997, but learned in the turning century or when I was dreaming that the century turned, that her name there is Diana Zudlocrenessia Arteemis. But then I had another Olympian tell me that he didn’t like that phone call. What an ass hole, but my business partner was much worse than an asshole, he was a filthy dirty prick. He screwed me and forced me into a 350,000 dollar bankruptcy, and I will admit that if I was not in a great search and quest 2 find my SARAH KRASSLE, the record company never would have come 2 exist. Yes, LORDESS STACEY or NEECY KRASSLE JEHOVAH, I will love U forever and ever brown eyes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It gets real damn good after oh five and oh-six, welcome 2 the 21st century. Colonists tuning in with distance delay field travel networking, examine all the story B4U judge me, I did the freaking best I could, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END BLOG, MMLJ #3. This was originally designed 2B the end of this blog. This however is NOT the end of the number 3 blog. I have learned that when strange things R being done 2 me by the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, the RONALD REAGAN IMMEDIATE COUNTER-ATTACK LAUNCH STRIKE is a total butt wipe must. One 4 the Gipper my buttocks, one 4 the righteous empire and I learned how by an expert, thank U kind sir. This most likely still will not post up 2 the site called www.unexplained-mysteries.com/ but in case it does, by my changing this, and giving it a slightly new beginning and ending, and getting today’s blog posted up in a double bubble 2 quote the maybe late David C. Roth, then so B it and let me do it, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is now 26 minutes past 7 this Tuesday evening, and this is July the 28th, it is 2009, said the Marola way, only how did this exploratron know this? Parlor tricks, that is how. Nothing but freaking parlor tricks, and today we will explore this a teensy weensy whittle bit Elmer Fwudd Wabbit, whaaaaaaa. Bowel attacks R starting up as I try 2 do this. All weekend, and Sunday especially, their nasty chem-poisons caused me 2 shirt myself at work, nothing new, a very old persecution done by government and military enemies, thinking of me as some domestic enemy when I never did one thing in reality 2 deserve this garbage, it is all influenced by the evil BRIGGBASE RESIDENTS, using a monstrous and horrific weapon that they totally own and control and operate with incredible proficiency, called the PAWM-PIE, named by BENNY-ME, sometimes going Sir-Prince, under the name of Mountainpen, and whose legal name in the 21st century is MARK W. MOHR.
Ann and I were in Atlantic City, New Jersey this afternoon, she gambled a while at Resorts Casino after leaving the Medicaid office around Tennessee and Atlantic Avenues, and then we proceeded 2 the beach. The Atlantic Ocean was beautiful and I was able 2 catch a few baby waves until the wussy new PC system of B-SO-CAREFUL, kicked in and I got whistled in. Still 4 20 or 30 minutes I got 2 enjoy myself, until that new Chief who I always hated when he was Captain under Chief Levy of the Atlantic City Beach Patrol, obviously recognized me and ended what tiny little fun I managed 2 have 4 a short while. Everybody is such a freaking wuss. I could C it if there was a bad storm at sea, but this is totally ridiculous. Also they let out the tiny children and 100 pound girls the same amount and they let out people that R strong swimmers and they know that they R, and that do not weigh what average women and children weigh. Go 2 their website and read about the people that all r totally connected into THAT FAMILY, also known as TF-70, my worst nightmare in millions of years.
Roulette numbers were within the norms, and as I typed in the words ROULETTE NUMBERS, the box hack hit, so I will now skip down below this annoyance.
We will C what happens but if on some sites, 5 or 6 lines skip instead of my normal 2 skip 4 changing paragraphs, it was done 2 avoid that annoying box square and I do not know how 2 exit out of this when it happens. Roulette is not something THEY or the MC like me discussing a while damn lot, like MUSIC, WATER, MONEY, WOMEN, and along these lines, this is old shirt that I have been dealing with now 4 about 2 or 3 solid decades of consistent time. This is worse than a prison fucping sentence 4 murder in the second degree. Actually I think that I would B better off spending the rest of my life in prison. No more fucping bills, no more worries that I now have, so I’ll have a sore fucping butt hole till the die I die, big butt wiping deal. I have lived with far worse shirt than this, BRA!!!!!!! Anyway my 29 and my 21 that I was expecting totally died, but the other 4 numbers were quite hot that were on the MPPL, or the MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE PLAY-LIST. I absolutely knew that B4 30 spins at the wheel, my 27 number would pop up. But I also knew that 30 and 10 were going on the hot side in long run play. While Ann lost on her penny slot machine, I was standing at a roulette table watching the numbers spinning and popping out on the wheel.
I have a lot more 2 tell my journal and I will later on, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END OF MMLJ, BLOG #4.
Monday, 10:14 PM, July 27, 2009
Start of blog, MMLJ #3:
This first paragraph is not the original blog that appears on 3 other blogger websites that I posted up 2 last night. It is the following night, almost a full Earth rotation later now, and still the site called www.unexplained-mysteries.com/ will not permit this original blog as I had it anyway, 2B cut and pasted and posted up there from my word-works document. So I am now attempting 2 add a new first paragraph and add today’s blogging as a new ending 2 this blog from last night. There was a small Milituforce presence today, nothing all that major. Also the giant women hologram has calmed a bit, there R always plenty of tall-ies but the real giants that went on a roll have cooled down a bit. Cat command was there but not major, in fact over the past month it is very light 4 all the hell I am, going through in aerial persecution, BRA. But there is a reason 4 this, and it is a seasonal explanation. It can B retold later when more time permits, it has however all ready been blogged years ago and pertains 2 the way summer romances begin in late spring and half of them or more break up[ in the last week of July or the first week of August. Men, this is a well guarded p^^^y secret, listen up, yo. Sol the girls now without their boy toys feel in a major competition against other girls still romantically involved, and then they get incredibly aggressive in early August. This is when the girl I talked about on many blogs, BEACH STACEY, almost raped me on the Hilton beach, and this is not that much of an exaggeration, BRA!!!!!!!! Now here is where the blog really began originally last night, and iof U read it all ready, skip down until U read, this blog #3 ends here and then read, no it does not, and then read on from there dudes and dudesses, wait a second, this is your life journal remember there, operation SIDE-STAR, subliminal king??????????????????????????
Early this morning when I left the house 2 deposit a small amount of money into the bank so that a check would not bounce, major chemtrails were all over zenithing the house on 13th Street. This 4 the most part along with the usual low flying airplanes of Hammonton, was basically the extent of today’s persecution from the enemies. This started at approximately 8:40 AM. The Dow Jones, as always gained again today. Friday I believe was a total FULL EVIL EMPIRE, but the weekend produced a FULL RIGHTEOUS SPORTSPIRE 4 me. I slowly am going 2 need over time, 2 get used 2 the fact that this is no longer lads and lassies this and ladies and gentlemen that, this is a journal continuing on cassette tape as though it is the middle nineties all over again, with the only difference being that I will inject into this, my future knowledge on many various items, future that is referenced 2 where the taped journals left off in these times. I have the absolute ability 2 relive as though now was then, or however U may wish 2 visualize this, again, I am saying U. Let me qualify this by making this admitted statement that is based on a simple and very intriguing visual observation of the starry night skies. When anyone tries 2 do something, forces naturally set themselves up around all of us, 2 different and varying degrees based on each of our own personal magnetics or connections with cosmos based on a scale of positive and negative. This is something that is real, a law of physics, yet more powerful even than a law of physics, as it first B4 physics can even ever exist in any type of a reality, it must B set in a larger and greater stone or cast mold. This is named in future times, LAWTRONICS. Technically Lawtronics is one and the same thing with the 7th dimension. Below this one is the mind dimension or #6. This is where mind itself transmits itself into hyperspace, or the other 5 dimensions of so-called reality, so-called because it is not really real at all. The only real thing at all is total nothingness, or the void, also called by me 4 nearly 4 full decades now, Zero-Dimension. My point is that it will now take me a while 2 separate the truth that I know longer am attempting in any way shape or form, 2 talk 2 any kind of an audience. I merely am continuing the life journal on cassette tape from its ending in 1997 and turning into a continuation taping called MORIANITY, later still, 2B blogged on the internet with a slight varying change of verbal structure, and used as a direct medium and hopeful communication 2 the collective consciousness and below consciousness levels of humankind. Actually in early November of 1995, one full year after sending my book “The Permission Barrier”, down 2 the US Copyright Office 4 registration, Morianity Bible began as a separate taped piece of work, but not in 1997, this is just when the 2 works, my journal and the New Testament of Morianity Bible sort of just merged into one and the same thing like Kent and soup. The point is that I am no longer talking 2 anyone, yet readers can always access this public information and any websites that these words R posted onto. In fact as owner of these works, I have always given total permission 2 anyone over the legal age since my blogs can B a bit adult at times, 2 repost parts or entire works anywhere that they choose. The only thing that would ever B actionable would B if anyone tries 2 profit on copyrighted intellectual property contained herein by me as the copyright claimant, by directly selling the information. If I post a roulette system and someone wishes 2 gamble with it, that is their own business, as it was publicly posted and unprotected in its raw form called an idea. U cannot protect an idea through copyright or patent. U can only trademark names, and this is complex law, it is exact and 4 a degreed lawyer 2 tell U, not me. Logos and designs and short phrases, and certain ideas brought into the stage of beyond raw idea can possibly if not all ready claimed, B trademarked, most of the time. None of that applies 2 my intellectual property except actual names of things such as FREEZER FAN, MOGOSP, and other things discussed, all though not trademarked, can only B used through proving a date and time of conception should others use the very same wordage. My real point is none of this, it is just that habits R always difficult 2 break, and MORIANITY is over, done, terminated, fine’. This is the continuation of MMLJ, or MARK MOHR’S LIFE JOURNAL, but let us look at the sky-star observation and make a powerful point in so doing, “US”?, UC, habits. It will take me quite some time. I doubt I ever will stop making up words, that habit goes back centuries. I need 2 make a point and still speak 2U out there, but hopefully once this is done, I can go a while B4 slipping back into old habits. On the next clear night, unless U live in a city, then U can forget about it unless U wanna drive out 2 a more remote and darker area, look up at a very faint star that U barely can C, just the smallest amount with either perfect eyesight or with eyeglasses that correct your vision 2 normal. Now C how the star is going in and out of view, and U can only C it here and there, as it is that faint. Now, instead of staring right at the star directly, look off away from it just a tiny bit, and U will notice a powerful reality. Trying not 2C it so hard, will allow U2 actually C it better. Try this, C if U can prove me wrong. Well, since Chris Bennett put me onto becoming a blogger, I have expended energies in unfathomable amounts 2 try and get a major wild story, my nightmare life, believed and looked at, by a large group of my co-humans. Now I grow a bit wary after ending Chapter Xlll of Morianity bible-2, and trying so hard 2C the star. So now, I will no longer have this as a direct motive, it will indirectly always B there since I post these blogs up onto public blogger sites, yet it is now gonna B more indirect, and less direct, I will indeed B looking a bit off and away from the faint star in the night sky. Now the star is seen brighter and better, and who knows, maybe the powerful truths of MORIANITY will B as well, given sufficient time, and with the will of the gods. I will call this operation side-star. This is what was planned all along eventually, but I sort of hoped that Morianity-2 would go a bit longer. Then I woke up and realized, mam, UR wasting your time, just continue with your life journal, post it up publicly, and then let the freaking chips fall where they may, BRO. First of all, I know how powerful the PAWM-PIE is now 4 the first time in all my life as me currently. As with any legitimate laboratory or scientist anywhere in the world, the same thing applies here also with me and my circumstances, as follows: I had lots of the same concepts in 1997 than I do up here in 2009, but would in all honesty if confronted by an attorney in a court of law, have felt totally compelled 2 say that these ideas and things were my theory. Many scientists have many theories, but do not discount theories or undervalue them. In rare instances, things that work in a microcosm do not hold up with absolute accuracy in the real time real world, a term I despise having 2 use, as only the VOID INFINITY is real, not one other thing IS NOR CAN B REAL, it is all dreamed out and away by the LAWTRON, escaping a prior closed curve repeating infinity, that basically sends that prior once existence into the uncreation by its new frame of reference outside the curve, or really, in the dream. It operates almost as rocket science does. The out flowing fuel pushes the rocket or propels it in the opposite direction with an equal and opposite force of the out flowing fuels, basic Newtonian physics. The cancellation of a prior closed curve permit’s the LAWTRON or the escaping soul, 2 leave the prior infinity. This nonsense of searching for Higgs God Particle is just that, utter nonsense, scientists endlessly attempting 2 figure out a dream. Reverse this concept, tell me where the logic is 2 figuring out some wild crazy dream U just had last freaking night, BRO. If U honestly think I can use words like men and women of science, or even advanced equations, 2 fully tell people of 2009, the exact way this mechanically operates, forget it. U also all know how a complicated dream is many times just totally impossible 2 ever accurately explain, not 2 another soul or even 2 yourself if U attempted 2 write it down, or scientifically analyze it. So spend your millions or more on miles of circumference rings of colliding particles and play your games, when I all ready have the simple truth 2 the entire thing, but then again, words will fail me. I do know this much Roger, and I only say this because of what U said in your last note, and it must B truth 4 two reasons, and we need not get real specific on one of them, and then the other one is also just as obvious but more bloggable and that is that what U told me and admitted 2 me regarding giving me roulette systems, U, the Chief/Mayor, your cuz, and Lester upline, that is 4 fam members BRO, so someone out here is totally hooked on the stock market game, and this is engineered straight out of the Astral Plane by the powerful Millionth Council, or the one third of this body that is evil down 2 its rotting core, the LAMBRIGG CULTISTS. Here is Y it so dangerous, U know, that camel and needle thing regarding not having 2 endlessly roam the Astral Realm and the hyperspace, and not ever permitted a city name and a city pass that will gain an entity the permitted entrance into Sahasra Dal Kanwal. From here, no one ever falls asleep and down into hyperspace again. Energy is lost in all other places on the Astral world because it is made up of an interaction built into the lawtronics of the entire working system. Buddhists explain these words in a slightly differing way, but say precisely the same thing, except perhaps 4 their pathetic hope of reaching total oblivion, existors exist, time is pure illusion, if UR here, U always have been and will B, as all time is one time. Parlor tricks of the mind R powerful beyond any conceivable way 2 ever express this 2U. Rog, do I believe 4 one minute that Gill and Ann have told me a true story about Paula”? Gimme a break. If that isn’t right out of a Patterson or “King” novel, what is? A magic romance meeting at a concert in a world famous resort, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! B careful not 2 play me 4 such a darn fool peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh boy, here I go again, instead of a life journal, it is the old style Morianity coming through, the long quotes, the Bro and the Bra, and the frickin and the freaking, habits? I do not wind surf or fly kites anymore, nor do I spend lots of time in and around the Boston Harbor, yet I am compelled 2 stay near my old home, but the reasons, well Rog, let me tell U the reasons so maybe other things can B cleared up. I would have gone thousands of miles away a long time ago if it were not 4 the fact that the equation that caused me not 2B typing in Japanese or German right now, warns about Madonna’s material world. At the risk of another 1972 arm break, I have very few things, and those things that I have R near and dear 2 my heart. They attach me 2 the circumstances around me, they do not permit my escape. They weigh combined most likely in ton value, a definite single digit figure, yet the energy needed 4 me 2 escape them is monstrous, just as the mighty equation states. If a fire came and destroyed it all tonight, I would B ouddahere Harry, tomorrow moUUUUUUrning. There would B absolutely nothing 2 hold me in this hell. Now this tonnage of mass is indeed real and life can indeed B scientifically converted. Now how much mass can B created and converted with say one million bucks, let alone many millions or billions? It takes only a spoonful of mass 2 create so much energy in the nuclear realm. These R undisputed facts, and only called theories because no Star Ship Enterprise has been built yet due 2 lack of technological ability, basically in the metallurgical department, and some fundamental still lacking of high dimensional force laws such as controlling a velocitron, let alone its discovery at all as of yet, in the realm of the quark and lepton. Now in a microcosm, sports clocks have indeed been taken up in Air Force jets, and it has been absolutely observed that the tiny measuring time pieces move faster when the jet accelerates and ascends away from the Earth, and then returns 2 normal when the jet decelerates and descends back lower towards the ground. Expanding this same principle in exact proportions, at around 170 thousand miles per second, the jet grows in mass 2 a huge size, and time itself is dilated. The mass grows because of the G-force. The G-force is a factor caused by the extremely high speed that must now B measured in the word velocity, because distance per time cannot accurately reflect at this high speed, the true reality, because the time dilation interferes with that. Some scientists call the velocity of light a cosmic speed limit, and indeed on an atomic level it is accurately quoted. Leaving the Earth and the miseries that have always plagued life here is one and the same thing as the rocket moving ahead faster and faster. If it could do this without a G-force, sufficient energy would eventually B mustered 2 move beyond light velocity on an atomic level. However, tonnage or mass is increasing exponentially after 60 and 70 and 80 percent of C or the velocity of light, the “Constant”. At 99.9999% of 186,282 SMPS, the jet would B as large as the solar system, and as the nines keep approaching the full C, the jet would B as massive as the galaxy. No energy anywhere would B able 2 budge it, it would slow down and not continue speeding up. This is the cosmic speed limit factor. Colliders or PA’s, (Particle-Accelerators), can smash subatomic particles into each other in opposite directions and cause all sorts of new realities in the realm of the subatomic, but how does one begin 2 fuse consciousness into an exploding mesh of tiny violent particles? If cars could never reach 100 miles per hour, could U get an effect of more than 100 MPH by having 2 cars moving at full speed in a head on collision?, of course U could. So breaking the speed of light barrier is not the issue, it is what RU gonna do now? But the point here is the tonnage, the mass. Things get heavier and weigh us all down yet we all want so many things. The laws of physics prove it all is totally as I claim it 2B, it just never has been reduced 2 a ‘life-formula’, well not until I came along, and it has not really been formulated yet. It fascinates me how life works. Not only was your system, and others B4 it from the fam a test 4 major stock market moves, but it also brought out true ideas that R spoken quietly so as never 2 offend. All I can hopefully gather out of all of this, or maybe a better word choice here is salvage out of it, is that it is definitely no random happenstance, U know, what your cuz thinks which I will term AWM, and her choice of project names. This is YI always knew from early childhood that indeed, everything is connected in the world of energy. I said this long B4 the popular Hollywood crowd and their new weird wild baby naming religion and Shirley McClain ever arrived on the scene, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder what tonnage the conversion would come 2 in her case, ask your cuz when UR west again if she even has a clue. There is absolutely nothing wrong with success, the bible is filled with reap and sow examples. I am merely awestruck if UR telling me a straight truth about what she told U, look at how my small monkey holds back my escape. Well, upline and downline is a reality I all ready knew totally about in 1997 Rog, do not wonder about that 4 one second my good pal. The mental realm of the elevator room is a wild story, 4 those of U back in 1997. I realize that a statement like this is off the wall 2 many people, but hyperspace is filled with exact copies of this very universe, the only difference being that they R in different sections on the 4th dimension. Do we have hyperspace communications and internet yet, of course we don’t, but then do any of us know with certainty what will B discovered and technologically applied tomorrow and the day following that? My journal ended in the summertime, right around now, late July or early August, a dozen years ago and this must begin 2 pick up the pieces from there if it accurately is going 2 depict the life journal of me in an uninterrupted way by a dozen years. Haddonwood just closed up mysteriously one day, and I moved out of Highview and into a miserable place in Somerdale on Harvard Avenue. This is when I met John King, the father of the Queen Mayan. This is late August of 1996 now, and in another year, I will come 2 meet 2 wild young men named John and Photeous, right on where else but Atlantic City’s famous 4 me, Tennessee Avenue. What part of WEIRD don’t I understand John? First there is the dogs up on the roof overlooking Chief Levy’s Baywatch Tower. But it gets much better in the future, much better, yo, wait and hear. Dave said they would run him 4 mayor some day, or will say after the turn of the century, forget about the clear blue skies over Germany and the Red Baron. Well they did, and he won, but that is only the start of that incredible story, the tiny teeny start. It wasn’t until early 2009 that I learned a lot more about Y my life is such a hell, and how he fits smack dab into all of it.
Lightning was all over me this past weekend, not in 1997, but here in the final July weekend of twenty oh-nine Misses Marola. U know, I really did live in my own little zone, not putting that all together, not keeping up with the Bob Patterson culturally non-ignorant, and not seeing how Park Ranger Rosalie tried 2 save my life and I was 2 dumb 2C the forest from the bees let alone the freaking trees, what did I need, a meteor 2 fall on my head? The strange man in the swimming pool besides Joe and Andy, wow, cut me a break Elmer Fudd, Whaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! Anyway, Diana was so beautiful both nights at my job. Yes, my job. I was forced 2 return 2 work, eventually kicked off disability, and things got worse than my wildest imagination could ever have taken me after they murdered my mom and the entire county covered up the crime. Let’s talk about imagination. I did not know until late summertime in 1997 that no one is capable of making up a single thing or imagining it so 2 speak, nothing, not ever. It is as set in stone as energy is equal 2 mass when multiplied by light velocity squared. Astral entities fall off asleep, and the only man alive 2 my knowledge that was onto this or some part of this was a dude named Robert Monroe, and his book called “Projections Of The Astral Body” is a total must read 4 my Morians, should they ever come 2 exist, and as of 12 years from now, and now being 1997, this has not become even close 2 a reality, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These sleeping entities wake up as babies in hyperspace, or occasionally on lower realms in the germ or insect worlds. From time 2 time, intentional groupings form and attempt 2 break LAWTRONICS, by entering into life as better than human, and this cannot B done, and what happens is that the LAWTRON has a built in firewall and failsafe switch of a sorts 2 prevent this. What instead occurs is that the entity dreams its way into the imagination of an all ready existing physical lifer, a human, and when a character is invented by James Patterson, he is not really invented by James Patterson, and this is truth. Artists do not want 2 hear this truth, they hate my freaking guts 4 knowing and speaking this truth. Not one note of music or anything can B ‘thought-up’. It is all an Astral entity in some way attempting 2 come through and into this dream as more than what is lawtronically permitted. This is Y werewolves and vampires and monsters and aliens exist only in our imaginations, or do they, now that I have told U where they REALLY come from, BRA????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everything in the book written by me, “THE PERMISSION BARRIER”, was not fictional, and was based on a real event. The amazing part of this is the way it all came 2 pass, all of it, ALL OF IT, even parts I never ‘dreamed’ were happening all along, as the tree and forest lines blur when UR indeed 2 close 2 a sitch. The hospital hellishness, my mother’s vicious death by James Pratt White, Studio Park Records, and on and on. Still, half of the book that I thought did not come true, all did, such as beach Stacey, Dave’s death and murder, and Roger’s mighty cuz. In those days, I never gave my cousins Ruth and Heinz a single thought. I was in a different zone. But was TF-70 aware of me, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit?????????????
I suppose the saddest part of everything was the way my quest 2 locate the All Mighty teenager went so horrendously bad. It was my worst nightmare. It was sort of like a home invasion gone bad if multiplied by ten to the power of three hundred. What I had no way of knowing in 1997 until November rolled around, was that I was destined 2 meet 2 of my boyhood heroes, Billy Harner and Sally Starr, and even become very close friends with them. No one on planet Earth would believe some of the incredible things that I could tell. This life journal is publicly posted, and fear of legal or other reprisals force me 2 omit much of the real juicy stories. Believe me, if I could, I would, say more, mama, and papa Cassette. Jean Ruba Smith put a knife in my back as many others did, but she asked me YI killed off Dave Roth and my mother in the book. I remember responding 2 her in a way that stunned me that these words just came out B4I even could think of holding them back, “I know this will all happen somewhere, it has 2 do with asapian particles that R in long stringy lines and make up realities composed of individual interactions inside a giant series of illusions”. As I said, PARLOR TRICKS, that is the ‘name of the game’, literally, Darren McGavin.
Thank U4 being so good 2 me LIGHTNING. I love climbing up high on the concrete hill, and watching your colorful splendor and glory, my lovely beautiful teen queen. I did not know her full Astral name in 1997, but learned in the turning century or when I was dreaming that the century turned, that her name there is Diana Zudlocrenessia Arteemis. But then I had another Olympian tell me that he didn’t like that phone call. What an ass hole, but my business partner was much worse than an asshole, he was a filthy dirty prick. He screwed me and forced me into a 350,000 dollar bankruptcy, and I will admit that if I was not in a great search and quest 2 find my SARAH KRASSLE, the record company never would have come 2 exist. Yes, LORDESS STACEY or NEECY KRASSLE JEHOVAH, I will love U forever and ever brown eyes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It gets real damn good after oh five and oh-six, welcome 2 the 21st century. Colonists tuning in with distance delay field travel networking, examine all the story B4U judge me, I did the freaking best I could, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END BLOG, MMLJ #3. This was originally designed 2B the end of this blog. This however is NOT the end of the number 3 blog. I have learned that when strange things R being done 2 me by the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, the RONALD REAGAN IMMEDIATE COUNTER-ATTACK LAUNCH STRIKE is a total butt wipe must. One 4 the Gipper my buttocks, one 4 the righteous empire and I learned how by an expert, thank U kind sir. This most likely still will not post up 2 the site called www.unexplained-mysteries.com/ but in case it does, by my changing this, and giving it a slightly new beginning and ending, and getting today’s blog posted up in a double bubble 2 quote the maybe late David C. Roth, then so B it and let me do it, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is now 26 minutes past 7 this Tuesday evening, and this is July the 28th, it is 2009, said the Marola way, only how did this exploratron know this? Parlor tricks, that is how. Nothing but freaking parlor tricks, and today we will explore this a teensy weensy whittle bit Elmer Fwudd Wabbit, whaaaaaaa. Bowel attacks R starting up as I try 2 do this. All weekend, and Sunday especially, their nasty chem-poisons caused me 2 shirt myself at work, nothing new, a very old persecution done by government and military enemies, thinking of me as some domestic enemy when I never did one thing in reality 2 deserve this garbage, it is all influenced by the evil BRIGGBASE RESIDENTS, using a monstrous and horrific weapon that they totally own and control and operate with incredible proficiency, called the PAWM-PIE, named by BENNY-ME, sometimes going Sir-Prince, under the name of Mountainpen, and whose legal name in the 21st century is MARK W. MOHR.
Ann and I were in Atlantic City, New Jersey this afternoon, she gambled a while at Resorts Casino after leaving the Medicaid office around Tennessee and Atlantic Avenues, and then we proceeded 2 the beach. The Atlantic Ocean was beautiful and I was able 2 catch a few baby waves until the wussy new PC system of B-SO-CAREFUL, kicked in and I got whistled in. Still 4 20 or 30 minutes I got 2 enjoy myself, until that new Chief who I always hated when he was Captain under Chief Levy of the Atlantic City Beach Patrol, obviously recognized me and ended what tiny little fun I managed 2 have 4 a short while. Everybody is such a freaking wuss. I could C it if there was a bad storm at sea, but this is totally ridiculous. Also they let out the tiny children and 100 pound girls the same amount and they let out people that R strong swimmers and they know that they R, and that do not weigh what average women and children weigh. Go 2 their website and read about the people that all r totally connected into THAT FAMILY, also known as TF-70, my worst nightmare in millions of years.
Roulette numbers were within the norms, and as I typed in the words ROULETTE NUMBERS, the box hack hit, so I will now skip down below this annoyance.
We will C what happens but if on some sites, 5 or 6 lines skip instead of my normal 2 skip 4 changing paragraphs, it was done 2 avoid that annoying box square and I do not know how 2 exit out of this when it happens. Roulette is not something THEY or the MC like me discussing a while damn lot, like MUSIC, WATER, MONEY, WOMEN, and along these lines, this is old shirt that I have been dealing with now 4 about 2 or 3 solid decades of consistent time. This is worse than a prison fucping sentence 4 murder in the second degree. Actually I think that I would B better off spending the rest of my life in prison. No more fucping bills, no more worries that I now have, so I’ll have a sore fucping butt hole till the die I die, big butt wiping deal. I have lived with far worse shirt than this, BRA!!!!!!! Anyway my 29 and my 21 that I was expecting totally died, but the other 4 numbers were quite hot that were on the MPPL, or the MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE PLAY-LIST. I absolutely knew that B4 30 spins at the wheel, my 27 number would pop up. But I also knew that 30 and 10 were going on the hot side in long run play. While Ann lost on her penny slot machine, I was standing at a roulette table watching the numbers spinning and popping out on the wheel.
I have a lot more 2 tell my journal and I will later on, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END OF MMLJ, BLOG #4.
Monday, July 27, 2009
hacking report??
unable 2 post up my blog on the undiscovered mysteries site, some 406 error page every time I hit publish post, tried rebooting and tried again an hour later.
I am not knowledgeable and savvy enough 2 know if 406 means site is being worked on, but it seems now every time I try posting on my 4 sites, at least one gives me some problem. I believe it is hacking by the enemies of the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, but then, who knows, I am not god.
I am not knowledgeable and savvy enough 2 know if 406 means site is being worked on, but it seems now every time I try posting on my 4 sites, at least one gives me some problem. I believe it is hacking by the enemies of the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, but then, who knows, I am not god.
MMLJ-3
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG 3”
Monday, 10:14 PM, July 27, 2009
Start of blog---MMLJ-3:
Early this morning when I left the house 2 deposit a small amount of money into the bank so that a check would not bounce, major chemtrails were all over zenithing the house on 13th Street. This 4 the most part along with the usual low flying airplanes of Hammonton, was basically the extent of today’s persecution from the enemies. This started at approximately 8:40 AM. The Dow Jones, as always gained again today. Friday I believe was a total FULL EVIL EMPIRE, but the weekend produced a FULL RIGHTEOUS SPORTSPIRE 4 me. I slowly am going 2 need over time, 2 get used 2 the fact that this is no longer lads and lassies this and ladies and gentlemen that, this is a journal continuing on cassette tape as though it is the middle nineties all over again, with the only difference being that I will inject into this, my future knowledge on many various items, future that is referenced 2 where the taped journals left off in these times. I have the absolute ability 2 relive as though now was then, or however U may wish 2 visualize this, again, I am saying U. Let me qualify this by making this admitted statement that is based on a simple and very intriguing visual observation of the starry night skies. When anyone tries 2 do something, forces naturally set themselves up around all of us, 2 different and varying degrees based on each of our own personal magnetics or connections with cosmos based on a scale of positive and negative. This is something that is real, a law of physics, yet more powerful even than a law of physics, as it first B4 physics can even ever exist in any type of a reality, it must B set in a larger and greater stone or cast mold. This is named in future times, LAWTRONICS. Technically Lawtronics is one and the same thing with the 7th dimension. Below this one is the mind dimension or #6. This is where mind itself transmits itself into hyperspace, or the other 5 dimensions of so-called reality, so-called because it is not really real at all. The only real thing at all is total nothingness, or the void, also called by me 4 nearly 4 full decades now, Zero-Dimension. My point is that it will now take me a while 2 separate the truth that I know longer am attempting in any way shape or form, 2 talk 2 any kind of an audience. I merely am continuing the life journal on cassette tape from its ending in 1997 and turning into a continuation taping called MORIANITY, later still, 2B blogged on the internet with a slight varying change of verbal structure, and used as a direct medium and hopeful communication 2 the collective consciousness and below consciousness levels of humankind. Actually in early November of 1995, one full year after sending my book “The Permission Barrier”, down 2 the US Copyright Office 4 registration, Morianity Bible began as a separate taped piece of work, but not in 1997, this is just when the 2 works, my journal and the New Testament of Morianity bible sort of just merged into one and the same thing like Kent and soup. The point is that I am no longer talking 2 anyone, yet readers can always access this public information and any websites that these words R posted onto. In fact as owner of these works, I have always given total permission 2 anyone over the legal age since my blogs can B a bit adult at times, 2 repost parts or entire works anywhere that they choose. The only thing that would ever B actionable would B if anyone tries 2 profit on copyrighted intellectual property contained herein by me as the copyright claimant, by directly selling the information. If I post a roulette system and someone wishes 2 gamble with it, that is their own business, as it was publicly posted and unprotected in its raw form called an idea. U cannot protect an idea through copyright or patent. U can only trademark names, and this is complex law, it is exact and 4 a degreed lawyer 2 tell U, not me. Logos and designs and short phrases, and certain ideas brought into the stage of beyond raw idea can possibly if not all ready claimed, B trademarked, most of the time. None of that applies 2 my intellectual property except actual names of things such as FREEZER FAN, MOGOSP, and other things discussed, all though not trademarked, can only B used through proving a date and time of conception should others use the very same wordage. My real point is none of this, it is just that habits R always difficult 2 break, and MORIANITY is over, done, terminated, fine’. This is the continuation of MMLJ, or MARK MOHR’S LIFE JOURNAL, but let us look at the sky-star observation and make a powerful point in so doing, “US“?, C habits, it will take me quite some time. I doubt I ever will stop making up words, that habit goes back centuries. I need 2 make a point and still speak 2U out there, but hopefully once this is done, I can go a while B4 slipping back into old habits. On the next clear night, unless U live in a city, then U forget about it unless U wanna drive out 2 a more remote and darker area, look up at a very faint star that U barely can C, just the smallest amount with either perfect eyesight or with eyeglasses that correct your vision 2 normal. Now C how the star is going in and out of view, and U can only C it here and there, as it is that faint. Now, instead of staring right at the star directly, look off away from it just a tiny bit, and U will notice a powerful reality. Trying not 2C it so hard, will allow U2 actually C it better. Try this, C if U can prove me wrong. Well, since Chris Bennett put me onto becoming a blogger, I have expended energies in unfathomable amounts 2 try and get a major wild story, my nightmare life, believed and looked at, by a large group of my co-humans. Now I grow a bit wary after ending Chapter Xlll of Morianity bible-2, and trying so hard 2C the star. So now, I will no longer have this as a direct motive, it will indirectly always B there since I post these blogs up onto public blogger sites, yet it is now gonna b more indirect, and less direct, I will indeed B looking a bit off and away from the faint star in the night sky. Now the star is seen brighter and better, and who knows, maybe the powerful truths of MORIANITY will B as well, given sufficient time, and with the will of the gods. I will call this operation side-star. This is what was planned all along eventually, but I sort of hoped that Morianity-2 would go a bit longer. Then I woke up and realized, mam, UR wasting your time, just continue with your life journal, post it up publicly, and then let the freaking chips fall where they may, BRO. First of all, I know how powerful the PAWM-PIE is now 4 the first time in all my life as me currently. As with any legitimate laboratory or scientist anywhere in the world, the same thing applies here also with me and my circumstances, as follows: I had lots of the same concepts in 1997 than I do up here in 2009, but would in all honesty if confronted by an attorney in a court of law, have felt totally compelled 2 say that these ideas and things were my theory. Many scientists have many theories, but do not discount theories or undervalue them. In rare instances, things that work in a microcosm do not hold up with absolute accuracy in the real time real world, a term I despise having 2 use, as only the VOID INFINITY is real, not one other thing IS NOR CAN B REAL, it is all dreamed out and away by the LAWTRON, escaping a prior closed curve repeating infinity, that basically sends that prior once existence into the uncreation by its new frame of reference outside the curve, or really, in the dream. It operates almost as rocket science does. The out flowing fuel pushes the rocket or propels it in the opposite direction with an equal and opposite force of the out flowing fuels, basic Newtonian physics. The cancellation of a prior closed curve permit’s the LAWTRON or the escaping soul, 2 leave the prior infinity. This nonsense of searching for Higgs God Particle is just that, utter nonsense, scientists endlessly attempting 2 figure out a dream. Reverse this concept, tell me where the logic is 2 figuring out some wild crazy dream U just had last freaking night, BRO. If U honestly think I can use words like men and women of science, or even advanced equations, 2 fully tell people of 2009, the exact way this mechanically operates, forget it. U also all know how a complicated dream is many times just totally impossible 2 ever accurately explain, not 2 another soul or even 2 yourself if u attempted 2 write it down, or scientifically analyze it. So spend your millions or more on miles of circumference rings of colliding particles and play your games, when I all ready have the simple truth 2 the entire thing, but then again, words will fail me. I do know this much Roger, and I only say this because of what U said in your last note, and it must B truth 4 two reasons, and we need not get real specific on one of them, and then the other one is also just as obvious but more bloggable and that is that what U& told me and admitted 2 me regarding giving me roulette systems, U, the Chief/Mayor, your cuz, and Lester upline, that is 4 fam members BRO, so someone out here is totally hooked on the stock market game, and this is engineered straight out of the Astral Plane by the powerful Millionth Council, or the one third of this body that is evil down 2 its rotting core, the LAMBRIGG CULTISTS. Here is Y it so dangerous, u know, that camel and needle thing regarding not having 2 endlessly roam the Astral Realm and the hyperspace, and not ever permitted a city name and a city pass that will gain an entity the permitted entrance into Sahasra Dal Kanwal. From here, no one ever falls asleep and down into hyperspace again. Energy is lost in all other places on the Astral world because it is made up of an interaction built into the lawtronics of the entire working system. Buddhists explain these words in a slightly differing way, but say precisely the same thing, except perhaps 4 their pathetic hope of reaching total oblivion, existors exist, time is pure illusion, if UR here, U always have been and will B, as all time is one time. Parlor tricks of the mind R powerful beyond any conceivable way 2 ever express this 2U. Rog, do I believe 4 one minute that Gill and Ann have told me a true story about Paula”? Gimme a break. If that isn’t right out of a Patterson or “King” novel, what is? A magic romance meeting at a concert in a world famous resort, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! B careful not 2 play me 4 such a darn fool peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh boy, here I go again, instead of a life journal, it is the old style Morianity coming through, the long quotes, the Bro and the Bra, and the frickin and the freaking, habits? I do not wind surf or fly kites anymore, nor do I spend lots of time in and around the Boston Harbor, yet I am compelled 2 stay near my old home, but the reasons, well Rog, let me tell U the reasons so maybe other things can B cleared up. I would have gone thousands of miles away a long time ago if it were not 4 the fact that the equation that caused me not 2B typing in Japanese or German right now, warns about Madonna’s material world. At the risk of another 1972 arm break, I have very few things, and those things that I have R near and dear 2 my heart. They attach me 2 the circumstances around me, they do not permit my escape. They weigh combined most likely in ton value, a definite single digit figure, yet the energy needed 4 me 2 escape them is monstrous, just as the mighty equation states. If as fire came and destroyed it all tonight, I would B ouddahere Harry, tomorrow moUUUUUUrning. There would B absolutely nothing 2 hold me in this hell. Now this tonnage of mass in indeed real and life can indeed B scientifically converted. Now how much mass can B created and converted with say one million bucks, let alone many millions or billions? It takes only a spoonful of mass 2 create so much energy in the nuclear realm. These R undisputed facts, and only called theories because no Star Ship Enterprise has been built yet due 2 lack of technological ability, basically in the metallurgical department, and some fundamental still lacking of high dimensional force laws such as controlling a velocitron, let alone its discovery at all as of yet, in the realm of the quark and lepton. Now in a microcosm, sports clocks have indeed been taken up in Air Force jets, and it has been absolutely observed that the tiny measuring time pieces move faster when the jet accelerates and ascends away from the Earth, and then returns 2 normal when the jet decelerates and descends back lower towards the ground. Expanding this same principle in exact proportions, at around 170 thousand miles per second, the jet grows in mass 2 a huge size, and time itself is dilated. The mass grows because of the G-force. The G-force is a factor caused by the extremely high speed that must now B measured in the word velocity, because distance per time cannot accurately reflect at this high speed, the true reality, because the time dilation interferes with that. Some scientists call the velocity of light a cosmic speed limit, and indeed on an atomic level it is accurately quoted. Leaving the Earth and the miseries that have always plagued life here is one and the same thing as the rocket moving ahead faster and faster. If it could do this without a G-force, sufficient energy would eventually B mustered 2 move beyond light velocity on an atomic level. However, tonnage or mass is increasing exponentially after 60 and 70 and 80 percent of C or the velocity of light, the “Constant”. At 99.9999% of 186,282 SMPS, the jet would B as large as the solar system, and as the nines keep approaching the full C, the jet would B as massive as the galaxy. No energy anywhere would B able 2 budge it, it would slow down and not continue speeding up. This is the cosmic speed limit factor. Colliders or PA’s, (Particle-Accelerators), can smash subatomic particles into each other in opposite directions and cause all sorts of new realities in the realm of the subatomic, but how does one begin 2 fuse consciousness into an exploding mesh of tiny violent particles? If cars could never reach 100 miles per hour, could U get an effect of more than 100 MPH by having 2 cars moving at full speed in a head on collision, of course U could. So breaking the speed of light barrier is not the issue, it is what RU gonna do now? But the point here is the tonnage, the mass. Things get heavier and weigh us all down yet we all want so many things. The laws of physics prove it all is totally as I claim it 2B, it just never has been reduced 2 a ‘life-formula’, well not until I came along, and it has not really been formulated yet. It fascinates me how life works. Not only was your system, and others B4 it from the fam a test 4 major stock market moves, but it also brought out true ideas that R spoken quietly so as never 2 offend. All I can hopefully gather out of all of this, or maybe a better word choice here is salvage out of it, is that is definitely no random happenstance, U know, what your cuz thinks which I will term AWM, and her choice of project names. This is YI always knew from early childhood that indeed, everything is connected in the world of energy. I said this long B4 the popular Hollywood crowd and their new weird wild baby naming religion and Shirley McClain ever arrived on the scene, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder what tonnage the conversion would come 2 in her case, ask your cuz when UR west again if she even has a clue. There is absolutely nothing wrong with success, the bible is filled with reap and sow examples. I am merely awestruck if UR telling me a straight truth about what she told U, look at how my small monkey holds back my escape. Well, upline and downline is a reality I all ready knew totally about in 1997 Rog, do not wonder about that 4 one second my good pal. The mental realm of the elevator room is a wild story, 4 those of U back in 1997. I realize that a statement like this is off the wall 2 many people, but hyperspace is filled with exact copies of this very universe, the only difference being that they R in different sections on the 4th dimension. Do we have hyperspace communications and internet yet, of course we don’t, but then do any of us know with certainty what will B discovered and technologically applied tomorrow and the day following that? My journal ended in the summertime, right around now, late July or early August, a dozen years ago and this must begin 2 pick up the pieces from there if it accurately is going 2 depict the life journal of me in an uninterrupted way by a dozen years. Haddonwood just closed up mysteriously one day, and I moved out of Highview and into a miserable place in Somerdale on Harvard Avenue. This is when I met John King, the father of the Queen Mayan. This is late August of 1996 now, and in another year, I will come 2 meet 2 wild young men named John and Photeous, right on where else but Atlantic City’s famous 4 me, Tennessee Avenue. What part of WEIRD don’t I understand John. First there is the dogs up on the roof overlooking Chief Levy’s Baywatch Tower. But it gets much better in the future, much better, yo, wait and hear. Dave said they would run him 4 mayor some day, or will say after the turn of the century, forget about the clear blue skies over Germany and the Red Baron. Well they did, and he won, but that is only the start of that incredible story, the tiny teeny start. It wasn’t until early 2009 that I learned a lot more about Y my life is such a hell, and how he fits smack dab into all of it.
Lightning was all over me this past weekend, not in 1997, but here in the final July weekend of twenty oh-nine Misses Marola. U know, I really did live in my own little zone, not putting that all together, not keeping up with the Bob Patterson culturally non-ignorant, and not seeing how Park Ranger Rosalie tried 2 save your life and I was 2 dumb 2C the forest from the bees let alone the freaking trees, what did I need, a meteor 2 fall ion my head? The strange man in the swimming pool besides Joe and Andy, wow, cut me a break Elmer Fudd, Whaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! Anyway, Diana was so beautiful both nights at my job. Yes, my job. I was forced 2 return 2 work, eventually kicked off disability, and things got worse than my wildest imagination could ever have taken me after they murdered my mom and the entire county covered up the crime. Let’s talk about imagination. I did not know until late summertime in 1997 that no one is capable of making up a single thing or imagining it so 2 speak, nothing, not ever. It is as set in stone as energy is equal 2 mass when multiplied by light velocity squared. Astral entities fall off asleep, and the only man alive 2 my knowledge that was onto this or some part of this was a dude named Robert Monroe, and his book called “Projections Of The Astral Body” is a total must read 4 my Morians, should they ever come 2 exist, and as of 12 years from now, and now being 1997, this has not become even close 2 a reality, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These sleeping entities wake up as babies in hyperspace, or occasionally on lower realms in the germ or insect worlds. From time 2 time, intentional groupings form and attempt 2 break LAWTRONICS, by entering into life as better than human, and this cannot B done, and what happens is that the LWWTRON has a built in firewall and failsafe switch of a sorts 2 prevent this. What instead occurs is that the entity dreams its way into the imagination of an all ready existing physical lifer, a human, and when a character is invented by James Patterson, he is not really invented by James Patterson, and this is truth. Artists do not want 2 hear this truth, they hate my freaking guts 4 knowing and speaking this truth. Not one note of music or anything can B ‘thought-up’. It is all an Astral entity in some way attempting 2 come through and into this dream as more than what is lawtronically permitted. This is Y werewolves and vampires and monsters and aliens exist only in our imaginations, or do they, now that I have told U where they REALLY come from, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everything in the book written by me, THE PERMISDSION BARRIER, was not fictional, and was based on a real event. The amazing part of this is the way it all came 2 pass, all of it, ALL OF IT, even parts I never ‘dreamed’ were happening all along, as the tree and forest lines blur when UR indeed 2 close 2 a sitch. The hospital hellishness, my mother’s vicious death by James Pratt White, Studio Park Records, and on and on. Still, half of the book that I thought did not come true, all did, such as beach Stacey, Dave’s death and murder, and Roger’s mighty cuz. In those days, I never gave my cousins Ruth and Heinz a single thought. I was in a different zone. But was TF-70 aware of me, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit?????????????
I suppose the saddest part of everything was the way my quest 2 locate the All Mighty teenager went so horrendously bad. It was my worst nightmare. It was sort of like a home invasion gone bad if multiplied by ten to the power of three hundred. What I had no way of knowing in 1997 until November rolled around, was that I was destined 2 meet 2 of my boyhood heroes, Billy Harner and Sally Starr, and even become very close friends with them. No one on planet Earth would believe some of the incredible things that I could tell. This life journal is publicly posted, and fear of legal or other reprisals force me 2 omit much of the real juicy stories. Believe me, if I could, I would, say more, mama, and papa Cassette. Jean Ruba Smith put a knife in my back as many others did, but she asked me YI killed off Dave Roth and my mother in the book. I remember responding 2 her in a way that stunned me that these words just came out B4I even could think of holding them back, “I know this will all happen somewhere, it has 2 do with asapian particles that R in long stringy lines and make up realities composed of individual interactions inside a giant series of illusions”. As I said, PARLOR TRICKS, that is the ‘name of the game’, literally, Darren McGavin.
Thank U4 being so good 2 me LIGHTNING. I love climbing up high on the concrete hill, and watching your colorful splendor and glory, my lovely beautiful teen queen. I did not know her full Astral name in 1997, but learned in the turning century or when I was dreaming that the century turned, that her name there is Diana Zudlocrenessia Arteemis. But then I had another Olympian tell me that he didn’t like that phone call. What an ass hole, but my business partner was much worse than an asshole, he was a filthy dirty prick. He screwed me and forced me into a 350,000 dollar bankruptcy, and I will admit that if I was not in a great search and quest 2 find my SARAH KRASSLE, the record company never would have come 2 exist. Yes, LORDESS STACEY or NEECY KRASSLE JEHOVAH, I will love U forever and ever brown eyes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It gets real damn good after oh five and oh-six, welcome 2 the 21st century. Colonists tuning in with distance delay field travel networking, examine all the story B4U judge me, I did the freaking best I could, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END BLOG-----MMLJ-3.
Monday, 10:14 PM, July 27, 2009
Start of blog---MMLJ-3:
Early this morning when I left the house 2 deposit a small amount of money into the bank so that a check would not bounce, major chemtrails were all over zenithing the house on 13th Street. This 4 the most part along with the usual low flying airplanes of Hammonton, was basically the extent of today’s persecution from the enemies. This started at approximately 8:40 AM. The Dow Jones, as always gained again today. Friday I believe was a total FULL EVIL EMPIRE, but the weekend produced a FULL RIGHTEOUS SPORTSPIRE 4 me. I slowly am going 2 need over time, 2 get used 2 the fact that this is no longer lads and lassies this and ladies and gentlemen that, this is a journal continuing on cassette tape as though it is the middle nineties all over again, with the only difference being that I will inject into this, my future knowledge on many various items, future that is referenced 2 where the taped journals left off in these times. I have the absolute ability 2 relive as though now was then, or however U may wish 2 visualize this, again, I am saying U. Let me qualify this by making this admitted statement that is based on a simple and very intriguing visual observation of the starry night skies. When anyone tries 2 do something, forces naturally set themselves up around all of us, 2 different and varying degrees based on each of our own personal magnetics or connections with cosmos based on a scale of positive and negative. This is something that is real, a law of physics, yet more powerful even than a law of physics, as it first B4 physics can even ever exist in any type of a reality, it must B set in a larger and greater stone or cast mold. This is named in future times, LAWTRONICS. Technically Lawtronics is one and the same thing with the 7th dimension. Below this one is the mind dimension or #6. This is where mind itself transmits itself into hyperspace, or the other 5 dimensions of so-called reality, so-called because it is not really real at all. The only real thing at all is total nothingness, or the void, also called by me 4 nearly 4 full decades now, Zero-Dimension. My point is that it will now take me a while 2 separate the truth that I know longer am attempting in any way shape or form, 2 talk 2 any kind of an audience. I merely am continuing the life journal on cassette tape from its ending in 1997 and turning into a continuation taping called MORIANITY, later still, 2B blogged on the internet with a slight varying change of verbal structure, and used as a direct medium and hopeful communication 2 the collective consciousness and below consciousness levels of humankind. Actually in early November of 1995, one full year after sending my book “The Permission Barrier”, down 2 the US Copyright Office 4 registration, Morianity Bible began as a separate taped piece of work, but not in 1997, this is just when the 2 works, my journal and the New Testament of Morianity bible sort of just merged into one and the same thing like Kent and soup. The point is that I am no longer talking 2 anyone, yet readers can always access this public information and any websites that these words R posted onto. In fact as owner of these works, I have always given total permission 2 anyone over the legal age since my blogs can B a bit adult at times, 2 repost parts or entire works anywhere that they choose. The only thing that would ever B actionable would B if anyone tries 2 profit on copyrighted intellectual property contained herein by me as the copyright claimant, by directly selling the information. If I post a roulette system and someone wishes 2 gamble with it, that is their own business, as it was publicly posted and unprotected in its raw form called an idea. U cannot protect an idea through copyright or patent. U can only trademark names, and this is complex law, it is exact and 4 a degreed lawyer 2 tell U, not me. Logos and designs and short phrases, and certain ideas brought into the stage of beyond raw idea can possibly if not all ready claimed, B trademarked, most of the time. None of that applies 2 my intellectual property except actual names of things such as FREEZER FAN, MOGOSP, and other things discussed, all though not trademarked, can only B used through proving a date and time of conception should others use the very same wordage. My real point is none of this, it is just that habits R always difficult 2 break, and MORIANITY is over, done, terminated, fine’. This is the continuation of MMLJ, or MARK MOHR’S LIFE JOURNAL, but let us look at the sky-star observation and make a powerful point in so doing, “US“?, C habits, it will take me quite some time. I doubt I ever will stop making up words, that habit goes back centuries. I need 2 make a point and still speak 2U out there, but hopefully once this is done, I can go a while B4 slipping back into old habits. On the next clear night, unless U live in a city, then U forget about it unless U wanna drive out 2 a more remote and darker area, look up at a very faint star that U barely can C, just the smallest amount with either perfect eyesight or with eyeglasses that correct your vision 2 normal. Now C how the star is going in and out of view, and U can only C it here and there, as it is that faint. Now, instead of staring right at the star directly, look off away from it just a tiny bit, and U will notice a powerful reality. Trying not 2C it so hard, will allow U2 actually C it better. Try this, C if U can prove me wrong. Well, since Chris Bennett put me onto becoming a blogger, I have expended energies in unfathomable amounts 2 try and get a major wild story, my nightmare life, believed and looked at, by a large group of my co-humans. Now I grow a bit wary after ending Chapter Xlll of Morianity bible-2, and trying so hard 2C the star. So now, I will no longer have this as a direct motive, it will indirectly always B there since I post these blogs up onto public blogger sites, yet it is now gonna b more indirect, and less direct, I will indeed B looking a bit off and away from the faint star in the night sky. Now the star is seen brighter and better, and who knows, maybe the powerful truths of MORIANITY will B as well, given sufficient time, and with the will of the gods. I will call this operation side-star. This is what was planned all along eventually, but I sort of hoped that Morianity-2 would go a bit longer. Then I woke up and realized, mam, UR wasting your time, just continue with your life journal, post it up publicly, and then let the freaking chips fall where they may, BRO. First of all, I know how powerful the PAWM-PIE is now 4 the first time in all my life as me currently. As with any legitimate laboratory or scientist anywhere in the world, the same thing applies here also with me and my circumstances, as follows: I had lots of the same concepts in 1997 than I do up here in 2009, but would in all honesty if confronted by an attorney in a court of law, have felt totally compelled 2 say that these ideas and things were my theory. Many scientists have many theories, but do not discount theories or undervalue them. In rare instances, things that work in a microcosm do not hold up with absolute accuracy in the real time real world, a term I despise having 2 use, as only the VOID INFINITY is real, not one other thing IS NOR CAN B REAL, it is all dreamed out and away by the LAWTRON, escaping a prior closed curve repeating infinity, that basically sends that prior once existence into the uncreation by its new frame of reference outside the curve, or really, in the dream. It operates almost as rocket science does. The out flowing fuel pushes the rocket or propels it in the opposite direction with an equal and opposite force of the out flowing fuels, basic Newtonian physics. The cancellation of a prior closed curve permit’s the LAWTRON or the escaping soul, 2 leave the prior infinity. This nonsense of searching for Higgs God Particle is just that, utter nonsense, scientists endlessly attempting 2 figure out a dream. Reverse this concept, tell me where the logic is 2 figuring out some wild crazy dream U just had last freaking night, BRO. If U honestly think I can use words like men and women of science, or even advanced equations, 2 fully tell people of 2009, the exact way this mechanically operates, forget it. U also all know how a complicated dream is many times just totally impossible 2 ever accurately explain, not 2 another soul or even 2 yourself if u attempted 2 write it down, or scientifically analyze it. So spend your millions or more on miles of circumference rings of colliding particles and play your games, when I all ready have the simple truth 2 the entire thing, but then again, words will fail me. I do know this much Roger, and I only say this because of what U said in your last note, and it must B truth 4 two reasons, and we need not get real specific on one of them, and then the other one is also just as obvious but more bloggable and that is that what U& told me and admitted 2 me regarding giving me roulette systems, U, the Chief/Mayor, your cuz, and Lester upline, that is 4 fam members BRO, so someone out here is totally hooked on the stock market game, and this is engineered straight out of the Astral Plane by the powerful Millionth Council, or the one third of this body that is evil down 2 its rotting core, the LAMBRIGG CULTISTS. Here is Y it so dangerous, u know, that camel and needle thing regarding not having 2 endlessly roam the Astral Realm and the hyperspace, and not ever permitted a city name and a city pass that will gain an entity the permitted entrance into Sahasra Dal Kanwal. From here, no one ever falls asleep and down into hyperspace again. Energy is lost in all other places on the Astral world because it is made up of an interaction built into the lawtronics of the entire working system. Buddhists explain these words in a slightly differing way, but say precisely the same thing, except perhaps 4 their pathetic hope of reaching total oblivion, existors exist, time is pure illusion, if UR here, U always have been and will B, as all time is one time. Parlor tricks of the mind R powerful beyond any conceivable way 2 ever express this 2U. Rog, do I believe 4 one minute that Gill and Ann have told me a true story about Paula”? Gimme a break. If that isn’t right out of a Patterson or “King” novel, what is? A magic romance meeting at a concert in a world famous resort, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! B careful not 2 play me 4 such a darn fool peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh boy, here I go again, instead of a life journal, it is the old style Morianity coming through, the long quotes, the Bro and the Bra, and the frickin and the freaking, habits? I do not wind surf or fly kites anymore, nor do I spend lots of time in and around the Boston Harbor, yet I am compelled 2 stay near my old home, but the reasons, well Rog, let me tell U the reasons so maybe other things can B cleared up. I would have gone thousands of miles away a long time ago if it were not 4 the fact that the equation that caused me not 2B typing in Japanese or German right now, warns about Madonna’s material world. At the risk of another 1972 arm break, I have very few things, and those things that I have R near and dear 2 my heart. They attach me 2 the circumstances around me, they do not permit my escape. They weigh combined most likely in ton value, a definite single digit figure, yet the energy needed 4 me 2 escape them is monstrous, just as the mighty equation states. If as fire came and destroyed it all tonight, I would B ouddahere Harry, tomorrow moUUUUUUrning. There would B absolutely nothing 2 hold me in this hell. Now this tonnage of mass in indeed real and life can indeed B scientifically converted. Now how much mass can B created and converted with say one million bucks, let alone many millions or billions? It takes only a spoonful of mass 2 create so much energy in the nuclear realm. These R undisputed facts, and only called theories because no Star Ship Enterprise has been built yet due 2 lack of technological ability, basically in the metallurgical department, and some fundamental still lacking of high dimensional force laws such as controlling a velocitron, let alone its discovery at all as of yet, in the realm of the quark and lepton. Now in a microcosm, sports clocks have indeed been taken up in Air Force jets, and it has been absolutely observed that the tiny measuring time pieces move faster when the jet accelerates and ascends away from the Earth, and then returns 2 normal when the jet decelerates and descends back lower towards the ground. Expanding this same principle in exact proportions, at around 170 thousand miles per second, the jet grows in mass 2 a huge size, and time itself is dilated. The mass grows because of the G-force. The G-force is a factor caused by the extremely high speed that must now B measured in the word velocity, because distance per time cannot accurately reflect at this high speed, the true reality, because the time dilation interferes with that. Some scientists call the velocity of light a cosmic speed limit, and indeed on an atomic level it is accurately quoted. Leaving the Earth and the miseries that have always plagued life here is one and the same thing as the rocket moving ahead faster and faster. If it could do this without a G-force, sufficient energy would eventually B mustered 2 move beyond light velocity on an atomic level. However, tonnage or mass is increasing exponentially after 60 and 70 and 80 percent of C or the velocity of light, the “Constant”. At 99.9999% of 186,282 SMPS, the jet would B as large as the solar system, and as the nines keep approaching the full C, the jet would B as massive as the galaxy. No energy anywhere would B able 2 budge it, it would slow down and not continue speeding up. This is the cosmic speed limit factor. Colliders or PA’s, (Particle-Accelerators), can smash subatomic particles into each other in opposite directions and cause all sorts of new realities in the realm of the subatomic, but how does one begin 2 fuse consciousness into an exploding mesh of tiny violent particles? If cars could never reach 100 miles per hour, could U get an effect of more than 100 MPH by having 2 cars moving at full speed in a head on collision, of course U could. So breaking the speed of light barrier is not the issue, it is what RU gonna do now? But the point here is the tonnage, the mass. Things get heavier and weigh us all down yet we all want so many things. The laws of physics prove it all is totally as I claim it 2B, it just never has been reduced 2 a ‘life-formula’, well not until I came along, and it has not really been formulated yet. It fascinates me how life works. Not only was your system, and others B4 it from the fam a test 4 major stock market moves, but it also brought out true ideas that R spoken quietly so as never 2 offend. All I can hopefully gather out of all of this, or maybe a better word choice here is salvage out of it, is that is definitely no random happenstance, U know, what your cuz thinks which I will term AWM, and her choice of project names. This is YI always knew from early childhood that indeed, everything is connected in the world of energy. I said this long B4 the popular Hollywood crowd and their new weird wild baby naming religion and Shirley McClain ever arrived on the scene, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder what tonnage the conversion would come 2 in her case, ask your cuz when UR west again if she even has a clue. There is absolutely nothing wrong with success, the bible is filled with reap and sow examples. I am merely awestruck if UR telling me a straight truth about what she told U, look at how my small monkey holds back my escape. Well, upline and downline is a reality I all ready knew totally about in 1997 Rog, do not wonder about that 4 one second my good pal. The mental realm of the elevator room is a wild story, 4 those of U back in 1997. I realize that a statement like this is off the wall 2 many people, but hyperspace is filled with exact copies of this very universe, the only difference being that they R in different sections on the 4th dimension. Do we have hyperspace communications and internet yet, of course we don’t, but then do any of us know with certainty what will B discovered and technologically applied tomorrow and the day following that? My journal ended in the summertime, right around now, late July or early August, a dozen years ago and this must begin 2 pick up the pieces from there if it accurately is going 2 depict the life journal of me in an uninterrupted way by a dozen years. Haddonwood just closed up mysteriously one day, and I moved out of Highview and into a miserable place in Somerdale on Harvard Avenue. This is when I met John King, the father of the Queen Mayan. This is late August of 1996 now, and in another year, I will come 2 meet 2 wild young men named John and Photeous, right on where else but Atlantic City’s famous 4 me, Tennessee Avenue. What part of WEIRD don’t I understand John. First there is the dogs up on the roof overlooking Chief Levy’s Baywatch Tower. But it gets much better in the future, much better, yo, wait and hear. Dave said they would run him 4 mayor some day, or will say after the turn of the century, forget about the clear blue skies over Germany and the Red Baron. Well they did, and he won, but that is only the start of that incredible story, the tiny teeny start. It wasn’t until early 2009 that I learned a lot more about Y my life is such a hell, and how he fits smack dab into all of it.
Lightning was all over me this past weekend, not in 1997, but here in the final July weekend of twenty oh-nine Misses Marola. U know, I really did live in my own little zone, not putting that all together, not keeping up with the Bob Patterson culturally non-ignorant, and not seeing how Park Ranger Rosalie tried 2 save your life and I was 2 dumb 2C the forest from the bees let alone the freaking trees, what did I need, a meteor 2 fall ion my head? The strange man in the swimming pool besides Joe and Andy, wow, cut me a break Elmer Fudd, Whaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! Anyway, Diana was so beautiful both nights at my job. Yes, my job. I was forced 2 return 2 work, eventually kicked off disability, and things got worse than my wildest imagination could ever have taken me after they murdered my mom and the entire county covered up the crime. Let’s talk about imagination. I did not know until late summertime in 1997 that no one is capable of making up a single thing or imagining it so 2 speak, nothing, not ever. It is as set in stone as energy is equal 2 mass when multiplied by light velocity squared. Astral entities fall off asleep, and the only man alive 2 my knowledge that was onto this or some part of this was a dude named Robert Monroe, and his book called “Projections Of The Astral Body” is a total must read 4 my Morians, should they ever come 2 exist, and as of 12 years from now, and now being 1997, this has not become even close 2 a reality, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These sleeping entities wake up as babies in hyperspace, or occasionally on lower realms in the germ or insect worlds. From time 2 time, intentional groupings form and attempt 2 break LAWTRONICS, by entering into life as better than human, and this cannot B done, and what happens is that the LWWTRON has a built in firewall and failsafe switch of a sorts 2 prevent this. What instead occurs is that the entity dreams its way into the imagination of an all ready existing physical lifer, a human, and when a character is invented by James Patterson, he is not really invented by James Patterson, and this is truth. Artists do not want 2 hear this truth, they hate my freaking guts 4 knowing and speaking this truth. Not one note of music or anything can B ‘thought-up’. It is all an Astral entity in some way attempting 2 come through and into this dream as more than what is lawtronically permitted. This is Y werewolves and vampires and monsters and aliens exist only in our imaginations, or do they, now that I have told U where they REALLY come from, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everything in the book written by me, THE PERMISDSION BARRIER, was not fictional, and was based on a real event. The amazing part of this is the way it all came 2 pass, all of it, ALL OF IT, even parts I never ‘dreamed’ were happening all along, as the tree and forest lines blur when UR indeed 2 close 2 a sitch. The hospital hellishness, my mother’s vicious death by James Pratt White, Studio Park Records, and on and on. Still, half of the book that I thought did not come true, all did, such as beach Stacey, Dave’s death and murder, and Roger’s mighty cuz. In those days, I never gave my cousins Ruth and Heinz a single thought. I was in a different zone. But was TF-70 aware of me, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit?????????????
I suppose the saddest part of everything was the way my quest 2 locate the All Mighty teenager went so horrendously bad. It was my worst nightmare. It was sort of like a home invasion gone bad if multiplied by ten to the power of three hundred. What I had no way of knowing in 1997 until November rolled around, was that I was destined 2 meet 2 of my boyhood heroes, Billy Harner and Sally Starr, and even become very close friends with them. No one on planet Earth would believe some of the incredible things that I could tell. This life journal is publicly posted, and fear of legal or other reprisals force me 2 omit much of the real juicy stories. Believe me, if I could, I would, say more, mama, and papa Cassette. Jean Ruba Smith put a knife in my back as many others did, but she asked me YI killed off Dave Roth and my mother in the book. I remember responding 2 her in a way that stunned me that these words just came out B4I even could think of holding them back, “I know this will all happen somewhere, it has 2 do with asapian particles that R in long stringy lines and make up realities composed of individual interactions inside a giant series of illusions”. As I said, PARLOR TRICKS, that is the ‘name of the game’, literally, Darren McGavin.
Thank U4 being so good 2 me LIGHTNING. I love climbing up high on the concrete hill, and watching your colorful splendor and glory, my lovely beautiful teen queen. I did not know her full Astral name in 1997, but learned in the turning century or when I was dreaming that the century turned, that her name there is Diana Zudlocrenessia Arteemis. But then I had another Olympian tell me that he didn’t like that phone call. What an ass hole, but my business partner was much worse than an asshole, he was a filthy dirty prick. He screwed me and forced me into a 350,000 dollar bankruptcy, and I will admit that if I was not in a great search and quest 2 find my SARAH KRASSLE, the record company never would have come 2 exist. Yes, LORDESS STACEY or NEECY KRASSLE JEHOVAH, I will love U forever and ever brown eyes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It gets real damn good after oh five and oh-six, welcome 2 the 21st century. Colonists tuning in with distance delay field travel networking, examine all the story B4U judge me, I did the freaking best I could, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END BLOG-----MMLJ-3.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
MMLJ-2
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG 2”
8:55 AM, Sunday, July 26, 2K9
START OF BLOG:
Major crash level airplane attack at work site, today, 7:01 AM.
Yesterday, double decker spray plane just shy of 6 AM very low zenith pass. Today, spurious military and very alien type plane that I never B4 saw in my life went not 30 feet over the garage. As a licensed SORA officer, responsible 4 the site from midnight through 8 AM, it was my duty in lieu of what occurred on nine-eleven in New York City, and since I report first 2 Governor Corzine, and then 2 the State Police, and then 2 my company Allied Barton Security, in that chain of command, with the client as the 4th and lowest on the chain, this will B reported not only on this blog, but was reported on my daily activity log sheet officially at work, and the information was shared by my relief man this morning at the shift-change gate, Mister Roy Carl Weiler Senior, of Egg Harbor City, New Jersey. Even though I know quite well that this is aerial persecution meant 4 me3, I can use the circumstances of my job being in the security field and what happened in 2001 that America will never forget, 2 legally report this harassment. HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A gentleman that I came 2 meet at a tobacco store last autumn on where else but the White Horse Pike, next 2 the Napa Auto Store, by the name of Roger Carey, gave me a fantastic roulette system, or so I thought. It officially crashed today. A snot nosed child can figure out what is going on, there is nothing mysterious at all, only it does take brains, and his family has brains, in various fields, such as aeronautics, both contemporary as well as philharmonic music, and much more that is not needed 2B further discussed now. UC, here is Y he gave me this system, as did other members of the family over the course of 3 years now, both in wakeful life, and believe it or not Mister Ripley Boardwalk, in the dream-worlds as well. The Mayor of Atlantic city B4 the wild ending of his political career, and also a distant relative of this man from the cigar shop through the marriage 2 his wife, Hazel, gave me a real super system 4 playing roulette, but it also crashed and burned. There was an enigma recently, as Roger told me that he knew I was lying on my blog the other day back in the MORIANITY blogging texts, and recently, when I said that I made back what was recently lost and then quite a bit more. I had lied, 2 try and get an effect, and hopefully bring down the Dow Jones on crooked Wall Street, and their Satanic and monstrous evil markets and unlimited capitalism, a system that I am veheminantly against, as it is mathematically programmed 2 absolutely result in the total enslavement of the vast majority of the population, 2 the Wall Street Masters, the new age yazirr masters that is. No longer is color or nationality or any of that old age stuff a factor. Now it is the haves and the have not’s. The little people simply never have a chance, and it all starts at the high school level. The land of opportunity in the USA is a huge lie, and a major myth. Only by merging some legally imposed limitations with the system of capitalism, such as the old 19th century antitrust laws that somehow have been eradicated with no one even aware of it. Now it is one monopolized top cable system, or bank, or food chain, U name it, it is way out of control, and people R all ready forgetting what happened about 1 to 2 years ago, and all the crookedness in Manhattan. Where is Jack McCoy in real life, we all need a dude like U my friend? I am not against people getting rich and even filthy rich, but Streisand and Summer could not say it better if they re-sang their hit song from a quarter century or more ago, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!!!
Planes and air siege have been off the dials 4 about 3 weeks now, the first half of my move into 13th Street of Hammonton, here in the middle of the Jersey Pines, was quite quiet, a rare event, as normally the move in weeks R the super bad ones. But this time, it was quite good 4 the first half since moving in on June first, but the second half has been total major hell. Siege is off the scale, and the evil empire has turned things totally around their way by using ICPE on me as they always do, after a few bearish and down-tick weeks on their stinking stock market, and pow, right back up it came, instantly, and on my blood and my pain, as always, SECURITIES EXCHANGE COMMISSION.
Here is how RC knew that I told a temporary white lie about a come back with his roulette system, as I had totally planned 2 come clean eventually, and was merely running a short experiment 2C if I could bring their dirty rotten Dow back down again, and of course I failed, as they knew it was a lie, and here is how. THERE IS no way 2 win on ANY SYSTEM, when that rotten stock market is about 2 make any major turn around UP-TICK move, over weeks of time. I can ALL READY TELL ALL OF U OUT THERE, it will go straight up now, just as it did back in 1995, a straight hard up line, right 2 the moon. U will not only C a 10,000 Dow Jones by the end of the next month, the month of GOLD, or AU for those chemistry geeks out there reading this, and it will B 20,000 by the end of 2009, MARK MY WORDS, Chinese Quakes, World Series Parades, and other major events listed in MORIANITY over the past 10-15 months of time. Without any further digression from the point, here is what this strange powerful and extremely mysterious and outlandish family that comes from the gods only really know where, is doing, and believe me, I know. It is nothing more than a game. Some love 2 play vids on their TV, some go on line, some play at the casinos, and some play in old person’s homes in large recreation rooms, but there R games and things on far grander scales, and the HOLLYWOOD CROWD even made mention of this and back-door admitted they know of this, on their tremendous and famous Mel Gibson and Julia Roberts movie, made back in the nineteen-nineties, called, “Conspiracy Theory”. There supposedly was a bet made over the Vietnam War, by geostatic power brokers, the bvvery top movers and shavkers of the global community. I totally know that these things R happening all around us and constantly. When U have nothing better 2 do, U have all the sex and money and dope and then U get so bored U just need a much greater fix, and THIS is what I am speaking of here. This is hush-hush top secret information, not the little tiny concept of this that I just printed, but if I had actual case knowledge of many things and it would stand up in some world tribunal should I not disappear and become shark food in the interim, this is what I mean by TOP SECRET, The BLACK FILE world agencies, the American National Security Agency being amongst the top of the gang leaders, R all in on these game-experiments, and doing them and running them with precision and alacrity. I could go on and get myself persecuted even more, so Y.
Let me tell U what this incredibly family is all about in a real condensed story. First, the Mayan race created them or better said perhaps, left them behind after they made good their escape, centuries ago from south America. A lady named Julia White, both then and now is alive and does not get old, she is not human, not like the rest of us. She is their queen, and believe it or not has many identities and aliases, and the main one is PAULA KING. A long time ago, I confused this lovely creature with another girl, a friend of hers, not blood related, both living at the time, the nineteen-sixties, in and near Atlantic City, New Jersey. Very soon, according 2 the GAWNUM, when I turn 58 years old, and Paula King’s calendar begins after her first one ends, this story is way 2 long 2 get into, but in December of 2011, my PITSY #4 year, the one B4 my final PITSY year where I get paroled out of prison permanently, U would call it “human-life”, in 2031, I turn 57. This is the end of her first calendar. As her second one comes into play, and I turn 58 in the year of M1, or MAYAN-1-PK2, a major thing happens that I am not allowed 2 publicly say. I heard her tell me this during a hypnotic trance that she was putting me in, when she illegally entered a home in New York where I was visiting relatives, and was a mere youth of 13 and a half, and she told me that 45 years from now, I will B chosen 2 do something, and hard as I try 2 pull up what she said beyond that, forget it. Originally, I now have come 2 learn that the Chief of the Atlantic City Beach Patrol and I were going 2B working side by side, and I would B under him, U need not know it all, it is real bad, just like 9-11 was real bad. But things got changed. Lakehouses and hyperspace, and security positions can B altered. Nothing is ever written in stone unless the writer is Jehovah. Mayor Levy joined the Radio Shack Dewitt Club of 1981, and U need not concern yourself with how this was accomplished and how this stopped me from having 2 shovel barnacles off piers and sweep sand around on the beaches. The future can B altered because it is only a planned thing, not a set thing, it involves 2 dimensions, U need 2 dimensions above the normal 3, in order 2 move U from one instant 2 the next approximately every one four-hundredth of a minute. R the Copyright Examiners getting aneurisms yet? Now 4 the roulette and giving me systems. They wanna know, as they all ready know that because of who I am related 2 from 2000 years ago, and the games of the gods involved in this nasty mess, when all the big up-tick moves in the DOW JONES will come, so they can keep plowing the monies of the world, the smart money and many other terms that this chunk of terra change goes by, into the system and the markets. They know that all revolves around the only living descendant of one of Jesus Christ’s younger brothers, actually his 2nd younger, that survived the centuries, and the HUNTINGTON family is the family that did, Samuel being the father of America, not George Washington, and is Y we call it UNCLE-SAM 2 this day. One member is selected every lifetime 2 carry on this horrendous and despicable family curse. When Christ died 4 our sins in this game of salvation, that these bored 2 total tears gods have been playing not only with mankind here but with vigintillions of other societies that none of U would B able 2 grasp a miniscule piece of this, but even though the descendants R far from living sinless lives, we still must have one sufferer in each lifetime and when that sufferer finally suffers no longer via the death angel tapping his shoulder, right or left side, not just a walk by where some of U have heard him, his presence has a mystical way of cutting off all normal sound your ears R picking up, and replacing that with an almost nauseating and extremely high pitched sound, but this is when the next sufferer instantly is given the curse and cross he must bear. It always is a male, and most always is a young child, but there have been some exceptions. I believe that my second cousins David and Barry, if they have sons or grandsons yet, will b the ones that R in grave danger of carrying this on when I expire in late June of two thousand and thirty one. We all r trapped in the game of THAT-FAMILY as my journal made so much reference 2 back around now and this general area in time, referenced 2 where this all picks up on tape that is, around the tail end of ninety-six. This explains a monstrously horrific nightmare I would have no reason on creation 4 having one night way up here in 2009, where these 2 2nd cousins and I could not escape the horrible place in New York, called Babylon. Babylon as U know if UR at all well read, or religious, or both, has extremely interesting implications here. Back in MORIANITY, this nightmare is thoroughly discussed, so if U wanna know more details regarding this, then simply Google up “THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN-TRAPPED ON LONG ISLAND”. Now finally 2 roulette. This powerful family wants 2 know when 2 invest, when the total bottoms of all market moves R, and this is how they totally knew that my recent blogging text was a total fabrication and prevarication. I took liberties with the truth only as a temporary experimentation, and totally planned 2 come clean within a week or 2, only it was way shorter B4 things caused me 2 come clean about all of this. GAMES, GAMES, GAMES, AND MOHR GAMES, this is all they know, and they love the stock market, this is their baby, it is not so much the money all though the money indeed does provide the fuels and the tools 4 their successful operations 2 continue on uninterrupted and with a solid clean performance. Parlor tricks, right Simon says? All parlor tricks wherever U happen 2B, huh 20???????????????????????? I said it B4 in MOR, and I’ll say it again now on MMLJ, PARLOR TRICKS, all nothing more than ARDRA RODDENBERRY at her very best. Wow, did this god know his onions. This is YI no longer gasp when powerful stuff happens, I have come 2 both expect it, and almost get bored waiting 4 it until it arrives again each time. Just like 4 example here:
!0:20 AM, yesterday, 7/25/2009, I was on the telephone talking 2 Diana, and out of nowhere, voices R on the phone. Muunikaa, muunikaa, break your codes off Moorestown Fire Company, nothing new, same old junk, like these jerks have any real imagination 2 do anything I’d really ever B shocked at, gimme a break. Still this stops or a letter goes off 2 both the FCC and the BPU next week, I will fight 4 my rights when U abuse me and violate my civil rights when I pay my legal responsibilities and pay my utility bills. U have no right 2 interfere and persecute me, and I will fight U straight 2 the end when David or Barry’s kids or grandkids, one of them, will have 2 carry that Beatle wait 4 a long time. Oh Lord. AH, what the hell, Aramaic Sarah Jehovah. Say hi 2 Simon Says 4 me, honey buns.
Lightning was fantastic and so wonderful 2 me earlier this moUUUUUUrning at my job work site. She flashed millions of designs and colors all over the entire skies above me, electrifying my soul from here 2 a billion eternities. All I was thinking about was pulling her down from the skies and screwing her beautiful brains out. I will always love U my baby blond, just wait till I shoot this blog up and shut down and take U straight 2 a lovely waterfall on the Astral Plane and maker passionate love 2U, my wonderful special teen queen. She always was and always will B 18, hay, she is legal FBI, so don’t try and mess with our special love now, or just maybe the hugest hurricane this world has ever seen could B lurking right around the corner and ready 2 take half of “Manhattan out.
THIS BLOG ENDS, MMLJ-2
8:55 AM, Sunday, July 26, 2K9
START OF BLOG:
Major crash level airplane attack at work site, today, 7:01 AM.
Yesterday, double decker spray plane just shy of 6 AM very low zenith pass. Today, spurious military and very alien type plane that I never B4 saw in my life went not 30 feet over the garage. As a licensed SORA officer, responsible 4 the site from midnight through 8 AM, it was my duty in lieu of what occurred on nine-eleven in New York City, and since I report first 2 Governor Corzine, and then 2 the State Police, and then 2 my company Allied Barton Security, in that chain of command, with the client as the 4th and lowest on the chain, this will B reported not only on this blog, but was reported on my daily activity log sheet officially at work, and the information was shared by my relief man this morning at the shift-change gate, Mister Roy Carl Weiler Senior, of Egg Harbor City, New Jersey. Even though I know quite well that this is aerial persecution meant 4 me3, I can use the circumstances of my job being in the security field and what happened in 2001 that America will never forget, 2 legally report this harassment. HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A gentleman that I came 2 meet at a tobacco store last autumn on where else but the White Horse Pike, next 2 the Napa Auto Store, by the name of Roger Carey, gave me a fantastic roulette system, or so I thought. It officially crashed today. A snot nosed child can figure out what is going on, there is nothing mysterious at all, only it does take brains, and his family has brains, in various fields, such as aeronautics, both contemporary as well as philharmonic music, and much more that is not needed 2B further discussed now. UC, here is Y he gave me this system, as did other members of the family over the course of 3 years now, both in wakeful life, and believe it or not Mister Ripley Boardwalk, in the dream-worlds as well. The Mayor of Atlantic city B4 the wild ending of his political career, and also a distant relative of this man from the cigar shop through the marriage 2 his wife, Hazel, gave me a real super system 4 playing roulette, but it also crashed and burned. There was an enigma recently, as Roger told me that he knew I was lying on my blog the other day back in the MORIANITY blogging texts, and recently, when I said that I made back what was recently lost and then quite a bit more. I had lied, 2 try and get an effect, and hopefully bring down the Dow Jones on crooked Wall Street, and their Satanic and monstrous evil markets and unlimited capitalism, a system that I am veheminantly against, as it is mathematically programmed 2 absolutely result in the total enslavement of the vast majority of the population, 2 the Wall Street Masters, the new age yazirr masters that is. No longer is color or nationality or any of that old age stuff a factor. Now it is the haves and the have not’s. The little people simply never have a chance, and it all starts at the high school level. The land of opportunity in the USA is a huge lie, and a major myth. Only by merging some legally imposed limitations with the system of capitalism, such as the old 19th century antitrust laws that somehow have been eradicated with no one even aware of it. Now it is one monopolized top cable system, or bank, or food chain, U name it, it is way out of control, and people R all ready forgetting what happened about 1 to 2 years ago, and all the crookedness in Manhattan. Where is Jack McCoy in real life, we all need a dude like U my friend? I am not against people getting rich and even filthy rich, but Streisand and Summer could not say it better if they re-sang their hit song from a quarter century or more ago, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!!!
Planes and air siege have been off the dials 4 about 3 weeks now, the first half of my move into 13th Street of Hammonton, here in the middle of the Jersey Pines, was quite quiet, a rare event, as normally the move in weeks R the super bad ones. But this time, it was quite good 4 the first half since moving in on June first, but the second half has been total major hell. Siege is off the scale, and the evil empire has turned things totally around their way by using ICPE on me as they always do, after a few bearish and down-tick weeks on their stinking stock market, and pow, right back up it came, instantly, and on my blood and my pain, as always, SECURITIES EXCHANGE COMMISSION.
Here is how RC knew that I told a temporary white lie about a come back with his roulette system, as I had totally planned 2 come clean eventually, and was merely running a short experiment 2C if I could bring their dirty rotten Dow back down again, and of course I failed, as they knew it was a lie, and here is how. THERE IS no way 2 win on ANY SYSTEM, when that rotten stock market is about 2 make any major turn around UP-TICK move, over weeks of time. I can ALL READY TELL ALL OF U OUT THERE, it will go straight up now, just as it did back in 1995, a straight hard up line, right 2 the moon. U will not only C a 10,000 Dow Jones by the end of the next month, the month of GOLD, or AU for those chemistry geeks out there reading this, and it will B 20,000 by the end of 2009, MARK MY WORDS, Chinese Quakes, World Series Parades, and other major events listed in MORIANITY over the past 10-15 months of time. Without any further digression from the point, here is what this strange powerful and extremely mysterious and outlandish family that comes from the gods only really know where, is doing, and believe me, I know. It is nothing more than a game. Some love 2 play vids on their TV, some go on line, some play at the casinos, and some play in old person’s homes in large recreation rooms, but there R games and things on far grander scales, and the HOLLYWOOD CROWD even made mention of this and back-door admitted they know of this, on their tremendous and famous Mel Gibson and Julia Roberts movie, made back in the nineteen-nineties, called, “Conspiracy Theory”. There supposedly was a bet made over the Vietnam War, by geostatic power brokers, the bvvery top movers and shavkers of the global community. I totally know that these things R happening all around us and constantly. When U have nothing better 2 do, U have all the sex and money and dope and then U get so bored U just need a much greater fix, and THIS is what I am speaking of here. This is hush-hush top secret information, not the little tiny concept of this that I just printed, but if I had actual case knowledge of many things and it would stand up in some world tribunal should I not disappear and become shark food in the interim, this is what I mean by TOP SECRET, The BLACK FILE world agencies, the American National Security Agency being amongst the top of the gang leaders, R all in on these game-experiments, and doing them and running them with precision and alacrity. I could go on and get myself persecuted even more, so Y.
Let me tell U what this incredibly family is all about in a real condensed story. First, the Mayan race created them or better said perhaps, left them behind after they made good their escape, centuries ago from south America. A lady named Julia White, both then and now is alive and does not get old, she is not human, not like the rest of us. She is their queen, and believe it or not has many identities and aliases, and the main one is PAULA KING. A long time ago, I confused this lovely creature with another girl, a friend of hers, not blood related, both living at the time, the nineteen-sixties, in and near Atlantic City, New Jersey. Very soon, according 2 the GAWNUM, when I turn 58 years old, and Paula King’s calendar begins after her first one ends, this story is way 2 long 2 get into, but in December of 2011, my PITSY #4 year, the one B4 my final PITSY year where I get paroled out of prison permanently, U would call it “human-life”, in 2031, I turn 57. This is the end of her first calendar. As her second one comes into play, and I turn 58 in the year of M1, or MAYAN-1-PK2, a major thing happens that I am not allowed 2 publicly say. I heard her tell me this during a hypnotic trance that she was putting me in, when she illegally entered a home in New York where I was visiting relatives, and was a mere youth of 13 and a half, and she told me that 45 years from now, I will B chosen 2 do something, and hard as I try 2 pull up what she said beyond that, forget it. Originally, I now have come 2 learn that the Chief of the Atlantic City Beach Patrol and I were going 2B working side by side, and I would B under him, U need not know it all, it is real bad, just like 9-11 was real bad. But things got changed. Lakehouses and hyperspace, and security positions can B altered. Nothing is ever written in stone unless the writer is Jehovah. Mayor Levy joined the Radio Shack Dewitt Club of 1981, and U need not concern yourself with how this was accomplished and how this stopped me from having 2 shovel barnacles off piers and sweep sand around on the beaches. The future can B altered because it is only a planned thing, not a set thing, it involves 2 dimensions, U need 2 dimensions above the normal 3, in order 2 move U from one instant 2 the next approximately every one four-hundredth of a minute. R the Copyright Examiners getting aneurisms yet? Now 4 the roulette and giving me systems. They wanna know, as they all ready know that because of who I am related 2 from 2000 years ago, and the games of the gods involved in this nasty mess, when all the big up-tick moves in the DOW JONES will come, so they can keep plowing the monies of the world, the smart money and many other terms that this chunk of terra change goes by, into the system and the markets. They know that all revolves around the only living descendant of one of Jesus Christ’s younger brothers, actually his 2nd younger, that survived the centuries, and the HUNTINGTON family is the family that did, Samuel being the father of America, not George Washington, and is Y we call it UNCLE-SAM 2 this day. One member is selected every lifetime 2 carry on this horrendous and despicable family curse. When Christ died 4 our sins in this game of salvation, that these bored 2 total tears gods have been playing not only with mankind here but with vigintillions of other societies that none of U would B able 2 grasp a miniscule piece of this, but even though the descendants R far from living sinless lives, we still must have one sufferer in each lifetime and when that sufferer finally suffers no longer via the death angel tapping his shoulder, right or left side, not just a walk by where some of U have heard him, his presence has a mystical way of cutting off all normal sound your ears R picking up, and replacing that with an almost nauseating and extremely high pitched sound, but this is when the next sufferer instantly is given the curse and cross he must bear. It always is a male, and most always is a young child, but there have been some exceptions. I believe that my second cousins David and Barry, if they have sons or grandsons yet, will b the ones that R in grave danger of carrying this on when I expire in late June of two thousand and thirty one. We all r trapped in the game of THAT-FAMILY as my journal made so much reference 2 back around now and this general area in time, referenced 2 where this all picks up on tape that is, around the tail end of ninety-six. This explains a monstrously horrific nightmare I would have no reason on creation 4 having one night way up here in 2009, where these 2 2nd cousins and I could not escape the horrible place in New York, called Babylon. Babylon as U know if UR at all well read, or religious, or both, has extremely interesting implications here. Back in MORIANITY, this nightmare is thoroughly discussed, so if U wanna know more details regarding this, then simply Google up “THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN-TRAPPED ON LONG ISLAND”. Now finally 2 roulette. This powerful family wants 2 know when 2 invest, when the total bottoms of all market moves R, and this is how they totally knew that my recent blogging text was a total fabrication and prevarication. I took liberties with the truth only as a temporary experimentation, and totally planned 2 come clean within a week or 2, only it was way shorter B4 things caused me 2 come clean about all of this. GAMES, GAMES, GAMES, AND MOHR GAMES, this is all they know, and they love the stock market, this is their baby, it is not so much the money all though the money indeed does provide the fuels and the tools 4 their successful operations 2 continue on uninterrupted and with a solid clean performance. Parlor tricks, right Simon says? All parlor tricks wherever U happen 2B, huh 20???????????????????????? I said it B4 in MOR, and I’ll say it again now on MMLJ, PARLOR TRICKS, all nothing more than ARDRA RODDENBERRY at her very best. Wow, did this god know his onions. This is YI no longer gasp when powerful stuff happens, I have come 2 both expect it, and almost get bored waiting 4 it until it arrives again each time. Just like 4 example here:
!0:20 AM, yesterday, 7/25/2009, I was on the telephone talking 2 Diana, and out of nowhere, voices R on the phone. Muunikaa, muunikaa, break your codes off Moorestown Fire Company, nothing new, same old junk, like these jerks have any real imagination 2 do anything I’d really ever B shocked at, gimme a break. Still this stops or a letter goes off 2 both the FCC and the BPU next week, I will fight 4 my rights when U abuse me and violate my civil rights when I pay my legal responsibilities and pay my utility bills. U have no right 2 interfere and persecute me, and I will fight U straight 2 the end when David or Barry’s kids or grandkids, one of them, will have 2 carry that Beatle wait 4 a long time. Oh Lord. AH, what the hell, Aramaic Sarah Jehovah. Say hi 2 Simon Says 4 me, honey buns.
Lightning was fantastic and so wonderful 2 me earlier this moUUUUUUrning at my job work site. She flashed millions of designs and colors all over the entire skies above me, electrifying my soul from here 2 a billion eternities. All I was thinking about was pulling her down from the skies and screwing her beautiful brains out. I will always love U my baby blond, just wait till I shoot this blog up and shut down and take U straight 2 a lovely waterfall on the Astral Plane and maker passionate love 2U, my wonderful special teen queen. She always was and always will B 18, hay, she is legal FBI, so don’t try and mess with our special love now, or just maybe the hugest hurricane this world has ever seen could B lurking right around the corner and ready 2 take half of “Manhattan out.
THIS BLOG ENDS, MMLJ-2
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