“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG #18”
Sunday MoUUUUUUrning, 9:05 AM, August 16th, of 2K9
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The computer is trying 2 run a lot of bull-shirt programs, and I do not trust this MILLIONTH-COUNCIL junk. When I try 2 write an important blog, this shirt always fucping happens, like precision freaking clockwork, BRA. I know I need a new mouse and or pad and keyboard, cheap enough 2 buy at the Wal-Mart down the street next week or whenever, BRA. I will tell a few very important things now 2 my life journal, and whoever may B reading it now or some day out in negative and positronic space expansions, (the future).
First, as U know I returned from a NIGHTMARE VACATION, when Ann King Silva and I went down 2 Atlantic City 4 a 3 day and 2 night stay at the trump Plaza Hotel and Casino. B4 going on, let me tell U about this hacked mother fucping computer. Constantly I get a message about it wanting me 2 run blocked programs. When I click where it tells me 2 run them so the bull shirt will stop signaling, it within no time signal screens me that it won’t work, using some computer technical jargon. This is every fucping time I ever try 2 blog, and this means since I bought it around early May of oh-eight, when the MC really started their Gaines/games with me, BRO. Moving back now on pernt Archibald, and the hacking is getting bad. Letters R not coming out on words, the space bar and many other things I totally know R being messed with by enemy government and or whatever HACKERS. I fell under a death siege right after coming out of a powerful Astral Plane interaction, or (dream) by your definition, and in it my mom and I both were in a parallel world quite different from ours, first in that we were the same age yet she was my mother. Now many have challenged me on things such as this, and I promise I will get into this and on this very blog. It gets real major and quite hairy so B freaking braced BRA. Let me stay on point however and try finishing it B4 the enemy really wins and gets their way by shutting me up on what I at least feel in a huge way needs 2B told and right now. Let me just pick it up with the ending of the nightmare vacation from HELL, and here goes that fucping pop up screen , Windows has blocked soma startup programs, bull shirt, let me click it off. If I click into the icon 2 do it, it never works anyway and then just tends 2 mess up things at post up time, this is a major hack of some kind, or some part of the process is, as all it does is first, wastes my time, and second, interferes upon occasion from my being able 2 successfully post my blogs up 2 all of my websites that I post them up 2. Now again, my vacation from hell, where is the pop up screen, it’s coming I know that much 4 sure. History repeats itself, BRO. 2 things were said that the enemy or WOMO did not like at all, WOMO being abbreviated from the longer version of “WORLD-OWNERS and MILITARY-UFO-FORCE-ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MARK MOHR”, and intermediate abridged from World Owners Milituforce Otammites, again creating the shorter term often used by this blogger of {WOMO}, Remember B4I go on, I AM WOMO. I am part of the 500 families that R all owners of the now existing 7-9 billion and all time inclusive roughly 10-12 billion human entities here on this planet that is totally governed from higher realms and regions secretly via their super hush-hush tool the PAWM-PIE, and the IAD-ETTOS control, and R recognized on the ASTRAL PLANE as AWA, and also as the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! . I haven’t even warmed up yet, so if U think the best of today is in these words written so far, U would B quite inaccurate, so go and pee or get your large coffee mug and fill it rim-brim high, and then get out the cozier chair and then go back 2 your computer, or just print it out as I do and enjoy it kicked back in your nice cozy bed. Hay it’s Sunday after-all, enjoy. Just because I am not permitted any enjoyment or happiness Jim Garrigan, does not mean that U need also 2B sinking along with me in my screwed up boat, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! Go run your mother’s blocked startup programs Michael Hacker Dellway Arms 1969 Thaxton Chinachains. I haven’t begun, because first of all, Karen reminded me less than a year ago, that we all need rote, and rote and repeats R on today’s agenda, and 4 those that read it as the first time, get ready 2 have toilet tissue near U along with that cozy area and coffee mug, caveat emptor. Let me just say that hopefully U read how I had that real nice talk early on Thursday morning with the plumber employee at Trumps Plaza HAC, not hack, but interestingly short 4 Hotel-And-Casino, GONG, CRASH, at 15 bells of SPL, oh those symbolisms, U cannot shut cosmos up 4 a minute when U have very high perception 2 the reality going on all around u 24-7-365.2422, that repaired the trouble in the bathroom so that the bathwater would exit out of the bathtub, BRA!!!!!!!!!! We had one hell of an OH-GOD TRACY-STACEY big knockers rap session, BRO!!!!!!! Somebody did not like this, and especially in one of the mighty DONALDS’ rooms, the gods freaking forbid, yo players. They made the rest of the day super nightmare hell. This is no isolated event, this is the immediate RRCA that I have now spoken of and reiterated on in my blogging career of 40 plus months now, so if this does not constitute a legitimately recognized pattern, as Lieutenant Van Buren would say on the famous TV show called “Law & Order”, then I don’t know what does!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ll block your programs Michael Smellway. Go ahead, burn up my teenaged version of MORIANITY, walking bones and subtitles named the BOOK OF BEACH, and whisk away my powerful MAYAN CHAIN, given 2 me by my mentor and Big Brother from the BB Organization at the BOYS CLUB of Philadelphia from the sixties, C if I give a rats grass mole, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is now, this is today, and everything is being recorded, right down 2 this mornings major choppers attack that I took at just past six this morning at work. It was all caught on tape, 2B listened as sound, and seen as images, huh early eighties copyright examiners, but is it over? Forget rooming houses and turning over in beds, as I thought that injecting a small bit of humor back then was necessary with my slightly changed version of this old song, enough 2 make it a totally new legitimate song, still, what can I say Jay-Jay kid DIE-NO-MIGHT????? On now with the show and the story yes the true non Beaver Cleaver Diaries and Journals of the life of MARK WAYNE MOHR. Mouse hacking is really major, and if it is legitimately just wearing out which I find a highly doubtful prospect that in fact I’d B willing 2 wager 5 million dollars on if my net worth was 6 million, double or nothing, BRA, yeah Ima fucping gambler and it is always gonna freaking B in me ol’ blood BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAR maitee’s!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now moving back on after the talk with the plumber that THEY must have hated and punished me horrifically 4, later on in the evening, Ann and I had driven offshore into the nearby mainland area 2 find a Chinese restaurant, after entering the only one that she knew of and extremely weird things that we can always do a Jim Beat-up Rockford deal on, happened, and we then decided 2 book out of town and c what we could freaking find. Of the motherfucping gods, how I’d sell my soul 2 Lester Upline Daughtermarry 2B able 2 legitimately do it the way U could do it Beve. Life journal of Mark Mohr. Today, this date, “Woke up. Ate. Brushed teeth. Boring day. SOSO. Nothing happened. Pet the dog and cat. Watched a little TV. Went 2 freaking bed, CU tomorrow diary”. NOT MEANT 2B BRA, just not meant 2 ever B, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I would literally give U anything U want Lester Scum, ANYTHING, but U all ready have it, no blogaudians, not my daut, ME, he has me in his hell, that is what he REALLY is after, all else is but a freaking PARLOR-TRICK, a magic act, a Vegas show, glitter, or ILLUSION, 2 say it really best, MAYA. Hay Bro, just add the 14th letter of “N” and wo, I really wonder what that might spell, Julia? But it gets just a little better than this, JW. The license tag on that stinking 13th Street van where also on 13th street, the blue car is back at the Comcast Cable with my younger dough’s tag, JNR-10P or Paula Junior age 10 years, which indeed is her age until her 11th birthday in 6 weeks on September the 29th, but moving still on, yo, the van tag last week earlier B4 the nightmare vacation from hell, of MCZ-98T, wow papa-zappie, this tears it. Harborfields High is located at 98 “Taylor up on the island, and when U look at the 26th letter in our English alphabet, the “Z”, take 1970 and add 26 and was it not 1996 that Haddonwood mysteriously shut down forever and lays dormant there 2 this very day” Also was this not the year that on August 2nd that my mom and I took a TERRORIST THREAT by some man of Indian descent KALI? Was this not the year that basically my search 2 locate the all mighty LORD/ESS or SAR/AH KRASSLE JEHOVAH GODDESS began? Do I really need 2 run on and on and on, or R any of U getting 13-17 bells of clashing banging crisp ear bleeding cymbals busting your drums yet? Mariah, I have no choice but 2 tell all of this, in fact, Karen tells me I need 2 use more explanations and more rote in my story telling/blogging, so the entire Long Island story needs B repeated on this blog 4 new readers that refuse 2 archive older blogs on the topic on the website of www.blogger.com/ BRA!!!!! Get ready 2 chase your hat, as this is gonna really outdo being in front of the mighty “Altec Voice of the Theater” audio monitors. I should know, I’ve had my hast literally blown off my head with them back at RPL half a lifetime ago in the 1979-1981 time circa. But first, your hat stays on without a brick on it, as I want 2 finish up the point with what happened at the casino. Wow would ghost busters love 2B a part of my life. This entire room is suddenly smelling as though it is smack dab in the center of a flower garden with incredibly powerful aromas from the flowers everywhere, just totally permeating every cubic foot of this bedroom, BRO!!!!!!!! Back hopefully again now on the point, Ann and I did indeed find the inland Chinese eats place and we ordered our take out and headed back 2 Atlantic City and out room, being #3419 Empire Steele. Laugh at me now rat skunks, a day will come when all of U will B in Dogtown, and no blog should detail these horrors, but U can bet that no matter how U all think U can forever hurt me and get away with it, and escape into some grave, UR seriously mistaken, as I personally know about Dogtown and have served a monstrous sentence there 4 murdering my brother until Scylla Jehovah took pity upon me and shortened my sentence and got me released. She heard me singing a song, that all dogs there sing while working out in a very hot environment doing heavy work with our paws. It is known there as the official DOGTOWN THEME, and the United States Copyright Office has the official song and all of the details, it is all very real and none of it is one bit made up, so laugh all U want. Yeah Dave ol’ buddy, that’s IF I can find a lawn mower anywhere around here, HA-Ha-Ha, real funny. Still the pinball jagged glass torment and paddle box gismos after long grueling horrendous beyond any human conceivability, well I am just not gonna freaking even touch that one today, maybe someday, but no promises, Jim Rockford Garner Loosetooth Punchout. So Ann and I if I can move on here, got re-parked and started walking through the garage and Ann kept insisting that there was a shorter way 2 get 2 our room, much shorter, by taking the elevator down 2 a lobby and then another elevator up 2 our room. Somebody in the MILCO had totally toast fried her brain, and I knew it. Laughingly and making light of it, I told her there is no way that distance can B eliminated unless U can increase the density around a small field between 2 points by many times, as this will in fact shrink the distance and shorten or ‘warp’ space, but outside of 23rd century field travel, forget it, this is still oh-nine back here in the dark ages. I said all of this, and she was proven wrong and we ended up walking our same long walk from the automobile 2 the eventual elevator leading up 2 our room. I intentionally said all this aloud, knowing fully well that everything is carefully bugged in a casino. U can bet that right B4 the opening bell on Wall Street the next morning, a huge evil chemtrail was right over us out our window, and over the beach, unmissable and ugly as hell, as though some snotty kid had just gotten quite ill and wretched up a plate of poached eggs all over the otherwise nice morning summer skies. Do the copyright examiners remember this on the original 1988 “EPITOME OF HARASSMENT” cassette tapes? Well, D-men, and G-men and all men, and women as well 4 that matter, it is all down there, officially logged, reported, and totally recorded 4 the entire future, as somebody somewhere some day is gonna fucping know the total hell that this diseased squat licking M,ILLIONTH-COUNCIL has put me through 4 nearly 55 freaking years in this present astral dream down (ADD) or U might say as a psychic, LIFETIME. Here R some great sites 2 look at stuff pertaining 2 my wicked demonic and totally diseased enemies, BRO!!! www.chemtrail-central.com/
www.chembusters.com/
www.acpd.com/
www.acbp.com/
www.acmua.com/sarahmartino/
www.frankcallio.com/
Future readers beyond this century, U can simply tune back with your distance delaynet 2 mwcw.june2008/Morianity-foundation.com/ and C my foundation webpage. If newer ones come, they will just B numbered with the same name, and then a 2 or 3 or whatever I need 2 use, depending on how many others may ever want 2 use the name B4I can get a new site up and running, hopefully soon.
Also U can GOOGLE UP things like FASCITAR, GAWNUM, GAWKY GAUKAUK, SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, MILLIONTH-COUNCIL BLOGS, MARK WAYNE MOHR, MOUNTAINPEN, and along these lines. This time period only needs 2 archive old blogs as all 5 of them R posted by the GOOGLE SEARCH ENGINE owned www.blogger.com/blogs of mountainpen/ or try hypertext transfer protocols of ‘drunkenhive’ or ‘theansweristhequestion’. This is just the start, but remember that information on the internet is fallible as it is on any source. Reliability is always in question with all thinking minds. Take HEINZ GOTTWALD of BABYLON, LONG ISLAND, just 4 instance. When I Googled up my own distant cousin, and remember his first wife B4 she died supposedly from getting a flu shot which I am not buying by the way, was my mother’s first cousin and my second cousin, RUTH HUNTINGTON GOTTWALD. Her maiden names were the first 2, and her married name being the 3rd, duhh. She was a librarian in a large city library in Manhattan, the big one if my memory is serving me. While single, she met a young banker, Heinz, and they shortly married and had 5 children. If U GOOGLE this up, all my 2nd cousins once removed or these 5 children, R listed as of the year 1989 or roughly in this circa. It shows some R still living on the great island, while others have moved out into the Midwestern parts of the United States, and so on and so forth, and then it mentions his remarried wife. He told my mom he was lonely and needed her shortly after the death of my Aunt Ruth. But my pernt Archibald Queens is this? If U did not know beans from freaking beer about my family, U would say, Mountainpen is a freaking liar, this banker honcho never married any Ruth Huntington. But if U go on and further check with NEW YORK STATE Bureaus of Vital Stats, U can then C that I am speaking only total truths. Y would I make any of this up 4 the sake of the gods? But U ain’t heard pukejuices yet my friends and my fiends out there, stay-C tuned right now, it good. But still, JUST 2 COMPLICATE THINGS and do a ‘HISTORY MARKER REMOVAL’ of a sorts, 2 further attempt 2 erode MORIANITY and its claims, and MARK MOHR and his claims; that all of this is indeed a totally real and true story of a personal nightmare that defies the minds of Steven King and Steven Spielberg, and James Patterson, and all of them put together; what did JULIA WHITE-PRIVECODENUMBER-110 do? She hypnotized me and had sex with me and used her protection as a sperm catcher and she had a strange small box with her that had icy mist coming out of it, I saw it when she put the protection gismo into it, and this is how I know what I know, especially after not remembering my early trip 2 Long Island in 1968 in early August, by myself. She waited 4 Aunt Ruth 2 go out on the dock and clean up some debris from a strong wind that passed through the area the previous night, and somehow distorted time or did something, as Ruth my second cousin who I called simply “Aunt-Ruth” had vanished. But now I know that Julia White put something in a drink that she had sitting still unfinished on a beautiful solid real silver coaster on a living room coffee table. I now also know that this powerful chemical was something that reacted even 9 years later, adversely 2 the flu shots that were given out at that time, and that is how she really expired, and this is freaking MURDER. She was only in her middle sixties, still a kid 4 crissake, BRA!!!!!!!!!!! Now if U go and do a quick GOOGLE up search, U only C my ‘uncle” Heinz of 175 Peninsula Drive, Babylon, New York, as married 2 this present lady, as of the time that his death notice was published in a New York City major newspaper. It is all there 4 anyone 2 do and try and prove me out a liar, but wait, new readers, things heat up from here way super nasty bad. YO. B4I get into this, I want U2 GOOGLE up the GASWNUM, and learn how 2 use it, and then C4 yourself how JW’s PCN is indeed 110. Then U will also C when U figure it out, that GUATEMALA has a PCN, or a “PRIVATE COSMICALLY-CODED NUMBER” of 990. Whether or not I will always love Guatemala is yet 2B seen, but enough of the yuk-yuk shirt 4 right now, BRO. Now add up the 2 numbers of 990 and 110, and remember that I explained 2 or 3 years back on prior blogging texts how LAWTRONIC insists on those that R doing secret type things, reveal them through some symbolic form 2 those few whom R enlightened enough 2 potentially read through the otherwise random noise of coincidence. Now in the Roman numeration system the letter “M” is 1,000, and the letter “C” is 100. 990 plus 110 does indeed equal MC or 1,100, the LAWTRONIC insistence of proving 2 the wise and enlightened few amongst us entities of now about 8 billion give or take, that can C up front and personal, that this connection of the MAYAN QUEEN, named JULIA WHITE, and the aborigines of Guatemala 1500 years ago or in that approximate range, is indeed TOTALLY CONNECTED, and absolutely verified and proven through a powerful non-coincidental mathematical symbolism. U must leave a paper trail when operating in major secrecy, with sufficient breadcrumbs 4 the most enlightened 2 at least B made clearly aware of what the reality is that’s going on around all of us yet going by just about everybody. There R these LAWTRONIC ‘systems’ in place, but no one is making an actual legislative motion or doing anything, and this is way 2 complex 4 me ever 2 explain 2 planet Earth, simply because the build in answers that make this all appear in the MAYA/ILLUSION, as hyper complex, is due 2 such unfathomable absolute simplicity. I said this B4 and it will not B received any stronger or by anyone better now than it was then. When the following 2 short sentenced makes U jump up and yell, “OH SHIRT, WE’RE REALLY ALL SCREWED”, then and only then, can UB considered totally enlightened and will then GET IT, and C what I really mean with all of this stuff. Only then, BRA. Nothing is actually occurring in the 7th dimension that has real courts or councils or magistrates, nor is any body or group or individual creating and or legislating a thing. This is so built in, and so automatic 2 the way the entire system simply works, that it just cannot ever B told rationally, not explained ever scientifically. It will not stand up ever 2 the accepted laboratory scrutiny’s of what makes science, SCIENCE. It is really just that real and just that simple, Chinachain Henningsen from the state colored RED. Let me tell U what happened a few years after Paula King, also known Sir Prince as Julia White, and another secretly politically correct set of initials, is this getting good? Toilet paper in hand please, U may need it. It was the last time I ever was on Long Island and the closest I ever was again was nearly a year ago when I took 2 of Chicky’s brothers 2 the JFK Airport in Queens, New York, and I can produce, and will on a later website, a dated receipt from the airport fast food place where I used my Visa Debit card or my Capital One Visa card, I forget right now which of the 2 it was, showing the name of the eats place, the date, and Queens, New York. I like 2 document the living shirt out of my life and if u have not yet guessed Y, please now switch off this blog and go over and visit Martha Stuart BLOG and C what new recipes that she’s working on, yummy, or go 2 the Henry Mauricio Airplane Mechanics Story blog, but U really just do not belong here, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Y am I documenting every move and keeping life journals since I was a young dude of 28 years, half my life ago literary? RU serious emerefers?????????????????????? Sheeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiittt!!!!!
It was the summer of 1972, I was 17 and a half and mom and I went up 2 Babylon, Long Island, New York 2 visit the fam. This was my last visit there, hurrah, I’m free at last Hank Williams Junior, yeah right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I may not know about love and all its worry, and no need 2 hurry, and all the country sad tear jerking songs from the whaling Williams, but I do know this much. Julia White is the most horrid monstrous despicable phase 4 Timeless-Satellian entity in all of the mighty phase 4 existence on the Astral-Plane. We got up there, mom and me on a set of trains after first taking the bus as we lived in Oaklyn, NEW JERSEY, Roddenberry time travelers, in the mighty Michael Dellway Arms Apartment garden style complex on Oakland Avenue. This bus was a half block from the apartment right on Route-30, again with Route-30, the White Horse Pike, and it went into Philadelphia where we then needed 2 take the Suburban Station train from the center of the city out westbound 2 the 30th Street station where another train took us into New York City, and then we took a cab 2 still another train, the Long Island Railroad system, and this took us out 2 good-ol’ Babylon, where 2nd cuz “Aunt” Ruth met mom and me in her car and drove us 2 miles or whatever from there 2 their small mansion across from the great yacht club on Peninsula Drive. We were there about 4 days if memory correctly serves me, and I was almost as miserable as I was last week in Atlantic City, New Traveling-Roddenberry, Jersey, USAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If memory serves me at all correctly, the first full day there was boat day, and Heinz Gottwald and Ruth, his real wife, not his Google engine Internet wife of a few years up until his death, and mom and myself, all went 4 a sailboat ride. I was totally miserable. I know nothing about sailing and booms and how 2 do all the different things that this captain Bligh twin was bellowing out 4 me 2 do every 5 minutes or so. We managed 2 get home and then came the next day,. This is the day that Mariah Carey fans love reading and sharing on the internet. When I told this nightmare B4, I learned that this sort of made me a small internet celebrity. I am a nothing,. I had a horrible thing happen. I am not a bit proud of telling what I am not going 2 tell, and have told and older all ready knowing listeners do not have 2 read on with this rehash. Mom was home with Heinz I think. Aunt Ruth and I went on a short little road trip, asking me if I wanted 2C a little bit of the island. First we went just out of Suffolk County and visited some other cousins in Amityville and Massapeekqua. Don’t bite my Jaws off there KING SHARKY, I am not doing any of this, nor was this all planned by some kid not out of his freaking teens yet. Stuff happens, if I knew Y or exactly how, I would own my uncle’s bank, not B a debtor 2 it and other, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, between hot-90’s pollution commercials pirating my 14 year old voice on their coast 2 coast commercials and then this, I admit, I was starting 2 query if something gigantic was not going on around me, but natch, dismissed it as a quick nut job thought. It was no such thing. Dangerfield knew I was in danger from, oh the gods not 19 bells of cymbals clanging, pweeeeeze, and this was back in early June of freaking 1969, Count AP. Aniwho, we left and drove back out of Nassau County and across the island back into Suffolk County, up 2 the Huntington Bay area and here is where I saw more cousins and went out with4 of them, along with a gang of their friends, and more came along as we walked down the street of a nice block. Slowly, one by one, most dispersed and left and the group size quickly began shrinking. They all had places 2 go and things 2 do, hay it was summer, this is teenagers, yo players, U feel me. Suddenly just one cousin was there with me and we went back inside and were asked 2 walk the dog. 4 no apparent reason, my cousin got a pain in his stomach, he wasn’t faking either, there was no way this was fake, and it was major. I offered 2 go out with the dog and leash and began walking down the street when suddenly a lovely blond dish about 16, and if memory is near 2 being correct, she said she was 16, U all know how kids love 2 ask each other ages, the big adult-world-no-no. We talked and both were walking dogs, she was walking her dog, told me its name as well, don’t ask, 1972 was not yesterday, BRA. Don’t ask her name either, and U will CYI made myself forget it real quick, as U read on right now, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We kept walking and she pointed 2 a house and told me how a mixed racial couple lived there with their kids and how my cousins as well as her and her friends had been doing some really bad stuff 2 them. Their last name was Carey. They did criminal mischief 2 the Carey family that today would put all of them in prison 4 long stretches, and thought it was funny. They said that it was 2 try and get rid of them. I asked what kind of stuff was going on. I was told they lit fires around the place, messed with their car, their animals, and all sorts of really despicable junk. It was only after 2008, that I me 2 learn that this indeed was the home of Mariah Carey’s parents, Alfred Roy and Patricia. A huge computer hack just struck me by the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, the very same one that they hit me with back last autumn B4I went into where else but Egg Harbor, New Jersey 2 the eye doctor. There is no beating these motherfucping Timelssatellians, and there never will B. I may not B able 2 post up. I was hit hard today with a major chopper attack, major bowel attack, and now all day major fucping computer hacking. I still have lots more 2 tell and will on another blog.
MAGNESONIC, CRUSH ALL ENEMIES OF YOUR CREATOR. I will continue this later, I figured out how 2 un-hack this thing, and wanna post while the getting is good baby love, but much more is coming 4 all my new readers, this is Y so much is going on that many R wondering about. As 4 the Lakehouse, I think it exists somewhere in Huntington Bay or down below it in Huntington. In any event, when it managed 2 hyperspace its way into my life up here in this century, I knew that only one way could stop it, and I used the damn technology that I know how 2, yes OJ, U may B rotting in prison sir, but U taught me something around 1970 or 1971 on that great Medical Center show that I loved so much. I WILL USE THE HANDS AND THE TOOLS THAT I HAVE, limited as these my B, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Someone is really asking 4 a huger hurricane 2 strike than Andrew, Gloria, and Katrina all put the fucp together, JULIA/JULIE. Let me quickly rap this up. The girl gave me her phone number and liked me a lot. She told me 2 call her. I was in awe of her physical beauty, not many winners of Miss Teenage America R that lovely. She had long yellow hair as done my lightning goddess out on the Astral Plane, she was tall, built like 5 brick shirt houses, and beyond stunning. But when she acted like it was OK 2 mess with an innocent family and do all those awful things that led I have been told since, 2 the break up of MC’s parents, I was mortified, horrified, and revolted times 10 to exponents not bloggable in this downline. As we later drove away, she ran out and waved 2 me and I faked 4 whatever reason a smile, I think 2 get her hopes up, and sort of flagged the small notepad sheet with her telephone number on it and she smiled back and hollered something along the lines of call me and come back again. The second my Aunt Ruth rounded a bend and I was completely out of view of the entire block, I ripped up the phone number sheet into about 32 pieces and threw it right out the freaking window. I still remember Aunt Ruth giving me a brutal punch in my left arm and saying 2 me, “Mark, we don’t litter here on the island”. then we both sort of laughed and chuckled. My arm that night looked more like a huge apple than an arm. Aunt Ruth was tall and very strong, and I was skinny and puny at 17 and even a punch from a small child would make me run 4 cover. Anyway, this all happened, it is not made up, and I have tried apologizing 4 my family’s rotten behavior over and over, but am not all that sure that MC really can ever forgive one of her biggest fans. When the computer hack struck bad 10 minutes or so ago, I almost shirt myself as well. There is no way any of these things R coincidences, and I now will quickly prove in the following illustration that even the mighty FBI is 2 scared 2 ever wanna get involved in my major personal problems, officer King under the late and great musician known well locally last century, Charlie Wells. I have blogged enough stuff that a child with any schooling knows well enough 2 know that I have a following if nowhere else with government officials and agencies. I have said enough forbidden things where it would shock me into a total stupor 2 ever have this proven that I am wrong. On top of this, the man that is our landlord, the owner of the home here on 13th Street, is an active agent, Agent Steve Caruso of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I have told him how Chicky and Dawn have violent fights and R criminals and alcoholics and that they tear this house literally apart, that they have been ejected from other homes in the past 4 doing this exact same thing, and will swear 2 any of this under oath in a court of law under pain of perjury charges. Yes, they also R good repairers, but Y would he want 2 take the risk that these nutcases won’t someday really wreck the entire place? It is because he does not, or the bureau dies not want 2 involve themselves with me or get near my wild MAYAN hell with a 231 light year long stick, BRA. If that does not prove a lot right there,2U, then man, UR a case of the brain-dead!!!!!!! How can I ever know if MC is not exacting revenge, this is her family, no matter how distant it is. I will not lie and twell U out there in Cyber-Village that I am not one totally motherfucping scared dude. If I end up in jail after all this is said and done, I will get out someday, and somebody or something will b sued from foreign shores 4 a trillion mother fucping bucks, and baby, U can definitely take that as a total yet legal WAYV-B-CAREFUL-THREAT. Rock on everybody, all I can do is suffer in this program I have come 2 refer 2 as HELL-INTERACTIVE. 1 thing I do know 4 total sure/shore BRA, and that is this baby-love: Without a super advanced MOGOSP and a powerful computer at your disposal that’s far beyond the mind of Gates and Jobs or maybe not, all this stuff just could not B happening 2 me, no freaking way. Take the Nightmare Vacation, BRO. Without a powerful AUTOMATED MOTIVE-GOAL SOFTWARE PROFRAM, AND POWER ENOUGH 2 RUN SUCH A DISEASE, there just is no way this all could B pulled off. I have been told by Congressmen, Assistant Governors, top-cops, prosecutors in 4 counties, and many other authorities in high power, that first, no one who lives in normal-mortal time would do this over this long of a period of time, and secondly, that there just is no way it could B done, not the way I claim it is being done. Well it is, BRA and ska-rue UUUUU!!!!!!!!! There still is a mountain of stuff 2 tell and say, but that is Y Goddess SSJKK invented time worlds and tomorrows, BRA!!!!!!!!!
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Sunday, August 16, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
BLOG 17, LJMM
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR BLOG #17”
10:49 AM, Friday late morning, August 14th, 2009
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I had the most horrible mother fucking vacation that anyone most likely ever had in anybody’s life, including the Aruba girl. She just got a whole lot luckier as an end result, and managed 2 escape this physical life and its total miseries. I am quite sure it is not a way that I would have chosen 2 exit, nor do I know what happened, other than U can bet the press never even dares 2 dream about McGuire, Callio, TAWF, and the GMC. Remember not the auto manufacturer, the GONE-Missing-Club. U name it, and it was beyond horrific. The weather was not conducive 2 our few days at the bitch (beach). If the weather was all that was wrong, I would say we had a wonderful time, as I did manage 2 squeeze that tiny end piece of toothpaste out of the bottle and get in an hour of swimming in the sea yesterday afternoon, Thursday. As usual, Dawn made my time there a living fucking nightmare hell. Right in the middle of the 3 day stay at the Atlantic City’s Trump Plaza Hotel and Cafreakingsino, I had 2 drive back home and pick up Chicky’s brother Marcus and Dawn, and go back 2 Atlantic City on a medical related issue all pertaining 2 the stabbing that he sustained a near death injury from about a month ago. Something went wrong with the complicated paperwork and of course we R not totally dealing with up and up united States ‘legal’s’ here, so this further complicated the matter. Also, Letty the teenaged nightmare wild child was along with us as well. She wanted 2 go with me on the beach, and there is no way in hot ducking hell that I am taking that out of control oversexed juvenile nutcase with me , alone, 2 a public beach, where I am known by all the beach patrol guards, and they R all there just looking 4 a way 2 put me in jail. Think I am over exaggerating? Well, I would as well 20 years ago, B4I could have ever dreamt of this new age political correctness nightmare movement that swept the nation and then most of the more advanced areas of the globe as well, BRA. So, if this opening and that is all this is, as I will abridge but still it will cover pages yet, is not enough 2B causing this gigantic mother fucking run up in the stock market into the near 10 thousand level, then what is? Anyway, is this all not PRECISELY WHAT I TOTALLY PREDICTED, GIANT GINA AND ALL OTHER BLOGAUDIANS? Dawn was in a real fowl mood when the paperwork screwed up at the Charity Care office in the Medical Building also run by the now area famous Atlanticare, and whenever anything is wrong, guess who her motherfucking punching bag always is and has been and always will motherfucking B, BRO? Here is the short list with totally voided out elaborations on any of it. Later I may choose 2 harp on a few. I was told 2 find Letty and Marcus after Letty was standing 2 long in the casino, a state violation of the under-21 laws, oh those symbols gong so loud at Resorts do they not daughter Comcast of JNR-10P? Yes the car is back there and they R back and open 4 BIZZ, bra! My Mister America days of 1998 may B over in both casino elevators and all other locales 4 that matter, but the WOMO enemies, the symbolism, and the HUNTINGTON FUCKING CURSE will never B over, it will NEVER FUCKING END, BRO! Security at Trump’s hotel was just doing their job and properly enforcing state laws. Now I was told 2 find them at the bottom of the escalator, only there R many different escalators at this large and lovely hotel. I checked eventually the room upstairs in case they were there, number 3419. Some noise was coming from inside, and it was no maid service. I knocked and could not get a response. My key was somehow MILLIONTH-COUNCIL erased magnetically. A very nice desk man, William later that afternoon reprogrammed me 2 new keys, but when I really needed 2 get into the room earlier, only yellow or red lights would light, no green, and no opened door. Try this hexagram on 4 size Andreas Petofi. Last night the next door scum occupants threw a loud party until 2 or maybe later. I took an extra pill that I had with me and finally managed 2 move off into the Astral Plane, 4 all I know these diseased sickies partied all night with that loud wall shaking garbage ‘music’. Lights everywhere, traffic lights, R burning me, like it is the eighties and nineties all over again. B4I list more and more dirty laundry here, I eventually found Dawn on the boardwalk along with Marcus and Letty. I had managed first 2 fake out like I was gonna look and C what numbers were coming out at a roulette wheel, and then snuck around and down and out onto the beach. Once there, and thanks 2 the sand dunes, none of them would even C me, and I could enjoy ridding a few ocean waves. The only thing that went my way was when I asked the 2 particular lifeguards on duty at the particular patrol-stand I arrived at when walking down from the casino boardwalk exit, if I could go out a ways and catch a few, they said if I show them I can swim, they will not whistle me in. So I swam a little, no biggie, and then out I went. I did enjoy a short time body surfing, but other than that, this was A ROD SERLING, NIGHTMARE VACATION, go ahead use the title Briggers, do it, titles ain’t copyrightable my brother, do it, like I give a shit Mister Trump-Winn Wonderphony. After this, Ann stayed in the room and watched TV, and I took the gang back home, dropping nutcase wild child Letty who has the physical strength of a bull and the beauty of a Miss Teenage America Queen, off at her EGG HARBOR house on Saint Louis Avenue, about a half mile or so from where the road begins that leads straight 2 the HARBORFIELDS DETENTION CENTER, where she is headed, or worst. She is all ready on probation 4 assault and robbery. She and Dawn R both career criminals and jail and prison is in their futures no matter how cuz Scy tries 2 shield and protect them, it is all only a matter of time, huh Don, Whooooo-oooooooo? Good luck at your performance. Hope U have a much better time than I did down there in nightmareville honey buns. All the way from Atlantic City until almost Letty’s Harbor house, Dawn n picked on me and insisted that it was me in a bad mood when all I was, was a bit tired and squeamish from overeating a gigantic sub sandwich from the White House Sub Shop the night B4. It was hell. She got beyond nasty and rambunctious, and Letty of course loves 2 chime in, her evil twin as she calls her, and also started being the rude and ignorant 15 year old juvy ill mannered kid that she is. Trying 2 fuel up on the way home was hell at the Absecon Wawa. They cone off so much of the place and everyone was arranging their cars so that cars with fuel fill boxes on the passenger side as my dumb car is designed, and this all made it just impossible 2 get in line anywhere and try 2 fuel up, as other cars also were squeezing me the mother fucking hell out that were indeed able 2 fuel up from their drivers side and more normal side. When I finally pulled away after deciding that I will go elsewhere, and did, 2 the CITGO just down the road, Route 30 Eastbound, Ann acted as though I have no patience and was in the wrong 4 leaving the place. There was no way 2 explain the hopelessness of the situation, so I just shut the fuck up. I could tell U that there were literally 100 or more giant sluts everywhere with big muscles and built like fucking tanks, all over both Resorts and Trump Plaza Casinos, and the beach and boardwalk, but this is sort of a par 4 the course thing and we need not waste time on this garbage. Ann thought that she had lots of food-complimentary-money in her account at the Resorts Casino, and found out when we drove over there on Wednesday night, that there was only a few dollars, so this is how we ended up at the White House, Corey Disney!!! Now how U did, well, that’s your own bizz BRO, tell me in as blog someday, pal, 4 now, here is how I did. The entire time was beyond miserable, the eats, the putting up with Dawn and Letty, the weather, the room party next door at 3421, and on and on sand freaking asshole on, BRA!!! PAWM-PIE, PEOPLE-ANIMALS-WEATHER-MACHINES, they do not leave out a pinch or a dash of any of the major 4 ingredients in this mighty evil tool of theirs. Let me show U, People, the giants, the attitudes, the attack on Dawn’s mood, even Ann’s, and influencing Letty as well, and the list is endless, and this is all covered in the PAWM-TOOL PT-1. PT-2 was left out, but when they want it, it is there, many times in the form of biting bugs and horsefly Haddonwood Swim Club pool attacks, as well as larger ones being normally the cat and dog realm, then PT-3 is weather, and the Astral Plane authorities called the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL SCUM FILTH struck hard here, all though, lightning flashed after we checked in as people were all exiting the beach from an otherwise great beach day that ended quite abruptly. Still, the attack on this NIGHTMARE VACATION, leaves out the P3, and is quite sufficiently damaging enough with their vicious attack of PT-1-2-4-ETTOS-IAD.
On top of this and as if it is not bad enough without ATAMM SCUM kicking in on to of it, CHEMTRAILS WERE NASTY, CONTRIBUTING 2 MY POOR OVERALL WELL BEING, PLANES AND CHOPPERS R ALSO QUITE THE MENACE. They R not as bad as they can B, but they R certainly not dissolving away into thin air. It started with a USCG chopper over the Atlanticare Hospital of Atlantic city while I was parked with Letty, and Marcus and Dawn went inside yesterday afternoon B4 more hell broke loose at the casino and then later on during the miserable fucking ride back home. THAT FAMILY is the most evil and dysfunctional family in the universe. They destroy many innocent lives and then love 2 blame it on others. Not only do I know now Y my mom, who was long dead at the time, appeared 2 me in that horrific nightmare warning me 2 stay away from Dawn King, as well as Y cousins David and Barry came 2 me in that other interaction earlier in the year and warned me that THERE IS NO ESCAPE 4 ME EVER, AND THAT I CAN NEVER REALLY GET OFF LONG ISLAND. Last night at the casino, I had a quick dream in which MC was standing up in her own coffin and while a funeral 4 her was going on, she was laughing at me in that famous Angelique Dark shadows laughter tone that sends chills through any normal non-demon-entity, and a eulogy was being conducted, and fans were stretched 4 miles and miles beyond the building where this service was. I was the only one not seeing her lying there. She then proceeded 2 climb out and grab me and pick me up like I weigh 10 pounds, and in one quick whisk, hurled me right into the box where she was supposedly laying. Then she closed the lid and things grew black and I woke up 2C Ann King Silva who also had just awakened, walk from her bed next 2 mine, into the bathroom. This is not the first interaction similar 2 this, as twice now in the past 60 days I had a very similar one. I am merely bold enough today after all of this misery was intentionally perpetrated on me, 2 tell all of U that may B listening and reading. Now the hugest kicker in all of this, is not any of this, my brother, but it is this:
When I took my bath in the room, number 3419 around midnight or so or just shy, my first night there at Trump’s, Wednesday night, I finished up and was nice and clean, and then went 2 let the water out of the bath tub, only 2 find the system was broken and the water would not go out. I exited the bathroom and told Ann about the broken stopper just as she was getting into her own bed and we were about 2 go 2 sleep 4 the night. She said she would call the desk in the morning and they will send up a plumber. They did. Thursday moUUUUUUrning came BRA, and a very cool dude showed up and in no time at all managed 2 repair the problem. We got talking. He is just like me. We R both into the same things and totally believe conspiracy theory and many other things. The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL or MILCO 4 short, abbreviated by me, DOES NOT LIKER, not one tiny whittle bit Elmer Fwudd, anyone talking 2 me that is on my level and mindset. THIS IS WHAT CAUSED THE REST OF THE TIME THERE 2B SO FUCKING ASS BRUTAL AND HORRENDOUS 4 ME,. I know this only 2 well, it has been going on now for exactly 23 years, come fucking tomorrow, 8/15/86-8/15/09. Twenty-three mother fucking years now of this total nightmare. We both know that the Twin Towers in Manhattan was all bull shit. Dick prick Chaney the China Chain-man, sent all the jet aircraft that could have prevented the disaster on a war games training mission far away, right B4 the thing went fucking down. Most good conspiracy internet clubs all ready know all of this, and it can all B fact checked and fact proved, but not one OWNED & CONTROLLED large press outlet dared 2 print this and so much more, BRO!!!!!! Several other things along this line that proves beyond any doubt that it was US, the USA, all along, that really engineered all of this, and in league with our so called TERRORIST ENEMIES. Proof exists. THEY dispute this with that word that I know only 2 well and is used on me way 2 often, COINCIDENCE. This is all they have 2 back up their defensive lies. Now, if U or me, average nobody’s out here were ever 2 get into really big-ass trouble, and as prosecutor could build a rock solid circumstantial case against us, and we said oh wait a fucking minute, it is all just a big bunch of coincidences, WE WOULD NEVER C FRESH AIR OR GO BEYOND ABN EXERCISE YARD IN A PENN AGFAIN 4 THE REST OF OUR MOTHERFUCKING DISEASED AND PARTHETIC LIVES, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U all know I am telling U the truth here, some will admit it quietly in their own mind, some louder, some may say yeah, rock on Mountainpen, but the vast majority will never do this, and this is because they R in total or under total ETTOSIAN FUCKING MC CONTROL, player. Now saying all of this IN A CASINO, WITH A CASINO EMPLOYEE, AND THEN TAKE WHAT WENT DOWN AFTERWARDS WITH ME AT TRUMPS, KNOWING FUKLLY WELL THAT TRUM IS WOMO, HE IS POART OF MY NIGHTMARE AND HAS BEEN ALL Long Island along, does this REALLY HONESTLY SHOCK UY THAT IO HAD A VERY NIGHTMARISH VACATION, OR THAT THINGS TURNED ON A TOTAL DIME THE MINUTE THIS PLUMBER DUDE WALKED OUT THE DOOR OF ROOM NUMBER 3419????????? DERR, DUHH!!!!!!!
U know, if U wanna quickly talk about Gawky Gaukauk, and his fantastic technology of making numbers literally speak, telling accurate truths and revealing secret information and turning locked and dark closets into bright open booked rooms, try this on 4 fucking size. Archive how 2 do it on THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN and go up and explore my writings on the famous website owned by mighty GOOGLE SEARCH ENGINE called www.blogger.com/ and when U can work it and get extremely proficient at working it, then U can prove not only what MOUNTSAINPEN and MARK MOHR makes claims 2, but going far beyond the bible code or any other mortal concept, as this was learned by me on the ASTRAL-PLANE, now U can turn right around and do all of this in your very own life. So do it B4 any of U even dare make a negative comment about anything I say being any small kind of fucking bull shit. U have 2 prove a man 2B a liar, not just call a man one, if U wanna get any respect out of your words, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can walk up 2 anyone and say anything, and they can punch me right in the face, but all of this proves only that I said something that deserved a punch, and got one. That is all it ever can or will prove, this simply put is the {Jennifer Washburn HR ADVANTAGE ATLANTICARE SYNDROME} BRO!!!!!!! Moving somewhat past this and yet remaining on point here, I Can also just as easily have called this my Wonderful ‘09 Vacation. I could have told U that a giant beauty queen fell madly in love with me on the beach and we made passionate love all night at her home while Ann slept in the room at the casino. I then could have gone on 2 tell U that I played the mega jackpot slot and on my 10th pull won 4 million bucks. Then I could have told U that MC dropped by in disguise at 3 AM and apologized 4 all the things that her wicked dysfunctional family had done 2 me now for 20-40 years, and on and on and on. But what would that prove? It would only prove that I told 3 huge fucking lies on my blog. Moving this up by one late but not 2-late, hopefully, Doctor Carl Sagan dimension, 99th Congress of the United States, and other Blogaudians, what else however is this doing? Well if U had the brain of 1000 Albert Einstein’s and I could tell U the smallest bit about the real truth of atomic hyperspace and not the sci-fi-absurd phony version of it, I would begin with telling U that I tried 2 show a man who saw fucking miracles like Jesus walking on water, about this subject and he pooh-pooh stopped me in my tracks and was no way ready even with all that he saw and witnessed, 2 jump over the great consciousness barrier and really explore the science of ‘exploring hyperspace’. Now one way, and there R indeed very many ways, 2 abuse this science, is by recklessly making up stories, exaggerating, and prevaricating, or simply put, lying like a damn rug or being a filthy liar. There is a huge difference between being a liar and making up a story, and exploring hyperspace. Do U have 40 years 4 me 2 really seriously get into all of the specifics of this with any of U right here and now today? No, of course not, so later, a bit will get told here, and then a bit there, as best as I am able 2 relate 2 the dark aged time period of twenty oh nine Misses Exploratronic Hyperspace Supermind Marola of 1969.
Haddonwood was just the beginning point of my story of exploring hyperspace. It is a very real and grotesquely deadly thing 2 do if U do not understand 80% of it. I may understand 20%. No one out here can claim one percent. This is not an insult, it is a major ass hyper time warning. When I walk U through something and if UR interested, try it out in your own life and as U slowly get mind-blown times ten 2 the power of 777, then maybe, just freaking maybe, U will B on your way 2 learning a bit MOR-E, and maybe someday soon, even learning the truths of MOR-IANITY. No, not learning, learning or having faith have very little if anything 2 do with what MORIANITY preaches and is all about, very little if anything, my brother, and sister.
All I am asking right now of any of U is 2 examine my week this week, CY it all went down, as I can C it as clearly as a bright freaking blue sky. Then realize Y, and as I all ready told all of U 4 a number of weeks now, THE DOW WILL FLY UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, DAY AFTER DAY AND WEEK AFTER WEEK, AND THE PHILLIES WILL GO RIGHT DOW-N THE DRAIN, LOSING GAME AFTER GAME AFTER GAME. There is no parade this Halloween, BRO, sorry 2 tell U, ask MC’s neff, he knows, maybe he will tell U about the strange hotel heater up in Boston, as he knows all that also, just as he knows about my Saturn car, and who broke into it in 1996 at the Friendly Ice Cream store on Route one, in Northeast Philadelphia. But then, ask Julia White. She knows it all. She is the all wise omniscient MAYAN QUEEN, under the direct order and following of the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. Her second calendar begins in December of twenty-twelve misses 1969 Marola. The magic is with the connection of my physical age in present lifetime at this time in December of twelve, I am 58 years old on the 4th Paul Stoddard. Some powerful mathematics reveals this powerful numeric reality, and careful study of many prior blogging texts reveal this already, but still, I plan 2 revisit all of this with U later on, in rote and with more elucidation. Yeah Mister
Jane, the old ‘Highway 2 Hell Jenna Syndrome’ with Rose Jacoby kicked in last night up in room number 3419. Hay, how can U win? Right away there is the Empire State Building street 4 the floor number. Then Steely Dan and his RIAA let us laugh at the clown kicks in with the other part. Oh well, rock on, all U diseased rotten bastards, enjoy it now, DOGTOWN is there, and so RU, in torture boxes that I cannot legally blog in real detail.
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10:49 AM, Friday late morning, August 14th, 2009
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I had the most horrible mother fucking vacation that anyone most likely ever had in anybody’s life, including the Aruba girl. She just got a whole lot luckier as an end result, and managed 2 escape this physical life and its total miseries. I am quite sure it is not a way that I would have chosen 2 exit, nor do I know what happened, other than U can bet the press never even dares 2 dream about McGuire, Callio, TAWF, and the GMC. Remember not the auto manufacturer, the GONE-Missing-Club. U name it, and it was beyond horrific. The weather was not conducive 2 our few days at the bitch (beach). If the weather was all that was wrong, I would say we had a wonderful time, as I did manage 2 squeeze that tiny end piece of toothpaste out of the bottle and get in an hour of swimming in the sea yesterday afternoon, Thursday. As usual, Dawn made my time there a living fucking nightmare hell. Right in the middle of the 3 day stay at the Atlantic City’s Trump Plaza Hotel and Cafreakingsino, I had 2 drive back home and pick up Chicky’s brother Marcus and Dawn, and go back 2 Atlantic City on a medical related issue all pertaining 2 the stabbing that he sustained a near death injury from about a month ago. Something went wrong with the complicated paperwork and of course we R not totally dealing with up and up united States ‘legal’s’ here, so this further complicated the matter. Also, Letty the teenaged nightmare wild child was along with us as well. She wanted 2 go with me on the beach, and there is no way in hot ducking hell that I am taking that out of control oversexed juvenile nutcase with me , alone, 2 a public beach, where I am known by all the beach patrol guards, and they R all there just looking 4 a way 2 put me in jail. Think I am over exaggerating? Well, I would as well 20 years ago, B4I could have ever dreamt of this new age political correctness nightmare movement that swept the nation and then most of the more advanced areas of the globe as well, BRA. So, if this opening and that is all this is, as I will abridge but still it will cover pages yet, is not enough 2B causing this gigantic mother fucking run up in the stock market into the near 10 thousand level, then what is? Anyway, is this all not PRECISELY WHAT I TOTALLY PREDICTED, GIANT GINA AND ALL OTHER BLOGAUDIANS? Dawn was in a real fowl mood when the paperwork screwed up at the Charity Care office in the Medical Building also run by the now area famous Atlanticare, and whenever anything is wrong, guess who her motherfucking punching bag always is and has been and always will motherfucking B, BRO? Here is the short list with totally voided out elaborations on any of it. Later I may choose 2 harp on a few. I was told 2 find Letty and Marcus after Letty was standing 2 long in the casino, a state violation of the under-21 laws, oh those symbols gong so loud at Resorts do they not daughter Comcast of JNR-10P? Yes the car is back there and they R back and open 4 BIZZ, bra! My Mister America days of 1998 may B over in both casino elevators and all other locales 4 that matter, but the WOMO enemies, the symbolism, and the HUNTINGTON FUCKING CURSE will never B over, it will NEVER FUCKING END, BRO! Security at Trump’s hotel was just doing their job and properly enforcing state laws. Now I was told 2 find them at the bottom of the escalator, only there R many different escalators at this large and lovely hotel. I checked eventually the room upstairs in case they were there, number 3419. Some noise was coming from inside, and it was no maid service. I knocked and could not get a response. My key was somehow MILLIONTH-COUNCIL erased magnetically. A very nice desk man, William later that afternoon reprogrammed me 2 new keys, but when I really needed 2 get into the room earlier, only yellow or red lights would light, no green, and no opened door. Try this hexagram on 4 size Andreas Petofi. Last night the next door scum occupants threw a loud party until 2 or maybe later. I took an extra pill that I had with me and finally managed 2 move off into the Astral Plane, 4 all I know these diseased sickies partied all night with that loud wall shaking garbage ‘music’. Lights everywhere, traffic lights, R burning me, like it is the eighties and nineties all over again. B4I list more and more dirty laundry here, I eventually found Dawn on the boardwalk along with Marcus and Letty. I had managed first 2 fake out like I was gonna look and C what numbers were coming out at a roulette wheel, and then snuck around and down and out onto the beach. Once there, and thanks 2 the sand dunes, none of them would even C me, and I could enjoy ridding a few ocean waves. The only thing that went my way was when I asked the 2 particular lifeguards on duty at the particular patrol-stand I arrived at when walking down from the casino boardwalk exit, if I could go out a ways and catch a few, they said if I show them I can swim, they will not whistle me in. So I swam a little, no biggie, and then out I went. I did enjoy a short time body surfing, but other than that, this was A ROD SERLING, NIGHTMARE VACATION, go ahead use the title Briggers, do it, titles ain’t copyrightable my brother, do it, like I give a shit Mister Trump-Winn Wonderphony. After this, Ann stayed in the room and watched TV, and I took the gang back home, dropping nutcase wild child Letty who has the physical strength of a bull and the beauty of a Miss Teenage America Queen, off at her EGG HARBOR house on Saint Louis Avenue, about a half mile or so from where the road begins that leads straight 2 the HARBORFIELDS DETENTION CENTER, where she is headed, or worst. She is all ready on probation 4 assault and robbery. She and Dawn R both career criminals and jail and prison is in their futures no matter how cuz Scy tries 2 shield and protect them, it is all only a matter of time, huh Don, Whooooo-oooooooo? Good luck at your performance. Hope U have a much better time than I did down there in nightmareville honey buns. All the way from Atlantic City until almost Letty’s Harbor house, Dawn n picked on me and insisted that it was me in a bad mood when all I was, was a bit tired and squeamish from overeating a gigantic sub sandwich from the White House Sub Shop the night B4. It was hell. She got beyond nasty and rambunctious, and Letty of course loves 2 chime in, her evil twin as she calls her, and also started being the rude and ignorant 15 year old juvy ill mannered kid that she is. Trying 2 fuel up on the way home was hell at the Absecon Wawa. They cone off so much of the place and everyone was arranging their cars so that cars with fuel fill boxes on the passenger side as my dumb car is designed, and this all made it just impossible 2 get in line anywhere and try 2 fuel up, as other cars also were squeezing me the mother fucking hell out that were indeed able 2 fuel up from their drivers side and more normal side. When I finally pulled away after deciding that I will go elsewhere, and did, 2 the CITGO just down the road, Route 30 Eastbound, Ann acted as though I have no patience and was in the wrong 4 leaving the place. There was no way 2 explain the hopelessness of the situation, so I just shut the fuck up. I could tell U that there were literally 100 or more giant sluts everywhere with big muscles and built like fucking tanks, all over both Resorts and Trump Plaza Casinos, and the beach and boardwalk, but this is sort of a par 4 the course thing and we need not waste time on this garbage. Ann thought that she had lots of food-complimentary-money in her account at the Resorts Casino, and found out when we drove over there on Wednesday night, that there was only a few dollars, so this is how we ended up at the White House, Corey Disney!!! Now how U did, well, that’s your own bizz BRO, tell me in as blog someday, pal, 4 now, here is how I did. The entire time was beyond miserable, the eats, the putting up with Dawn and Letty, the weather, the room party next door at 3421, and on and on sand freaking asshole on, BRA!!! PAWM-PIE, PEOPLE-ANIMALS-WEATHER-MACHINES, they do not leave out a pinch or a dash of any of the major 4 ingredients in this mighty evil tool of theirs. Let me show U, People, the giants, the attitudes, the attack on Dawn’s mood, even Ann’s, and influencing Letty as well, and the list is endless, and this is all covered in the PAWM-TOOL PT-1. PT-2 was left out, but when they want it, it is there, many times in the form of biting bugs and horsefly Haddonwood Swim Club pool attacks, as well as larger ones being normally the cat and dog realm, then PT-3 is weather, and the Astral Plane authorities called the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL SCUM FILTH struck hard here, all though, lightning flashed after we checked in as people were all exiting the beach from an otherwise great beach day that ended quite abruptly. Still, the attack on this NIGHTMARE VACATION, leaves out the P3, and is quite sufficiently damaging enough with their vicious attack of PT-1-2-4-ETTOS-IAD.
On top of this and as if it is not bad enough without ATAMM SCUM kicking in on to of it, CHEMTRAILS WERE NASTY, CONTRIBUTING 2 MY POOR OVERALL WELL BEING, PLANES AND CHOPPERS R ALSO QUITE THE MENACE. They R not as bad as they can B, but they R certainly not dissolving away into thin air. It started with a USCG chopper over the Atlanticare Hospital of Atlantic city while I was parked with Letty, and Marcus and Dawn went inside yesterday afternoon B4 more hell broke loose at the casino and then later on during the miserable fucking ride back home. THAT FAMILY is the most evil and dysfunctional family in the universe. They destroy many innocent lives and then love 2 blame it on others. Not only do I know now Y my mom, who was long dead at the time, appeared 2 me in that horrific nightmare warning me 2 stay away from Dawn King, as well as Y cousins David and Barry came 2 me in that other interaction earlier in the year and warned me that THERE IS NO ESCAPE 4 ME EVER, AND THAT I CAN NEVER REALLY GET OFF LONG ISLAND. Last night at the casino, I had a quick dream in which MC was standing up in her own coffin and while a funeral 4 her was going on, she was laughing at me in that famous Angelique Dark shadows laughter tone that sends chills through any normal non-demon-entity, and a eulogy was being conducted, and fans were stretched 4 miles and miles beyond the building where this service was. I was the only one not seeing her lying there. She then proceeded 2 climb out and grab me and pick me up like I weigh 10 pounds, and in one quick whisk, hurled me right into the box where she was supposedly laying. Then she closed the lid and things grew black and I woke up 2C Ann King Silva who also had just awakened, walk from her bed next 2 mine, into the bathroom. This is not the first interaction similar 2 this, as twice now in the past 60 days I had a very similar one. I am merely bold enough today after all of this misery was intentionally perpetrated on me, 2 tell all of U that may B listening and reading. Now the hugest kicker in all of this, is not any of this, my brother, but it is this:
When I took my bath in the room, number 3419 around midnight or so or just shy, my first night there at Trump’s, Wednesday night, I finished up and was nice and clean, and then went 2 let the water out of the bath tub, only 2 find the system was broken and the water would not go out. I exited the bathroom and told Ann about the broken stopper just as she was getting into her own bed and we were about 2 go 2 sleep 4 the night. She said she would call the desk in the morning and they will send up a plumber. They did. Thursday moUUUUUUrning came BRA, and a very cool dude showed up and in no time at all managed 2 repair the problem. We got talking. He is just like me. We R both into the same things and totally believe conspiracy theory and many other things. The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL or MILCO 4 short, abbreviated by me, DOES NOT LIKER, not one tiny whittle bit Elmer Fwudd, anyone talking 2 me that is on my level and mindset. THIS IS WHAT CAUSED THE REST OF THE TIME THERE 2B SO FUCKING ASS BRUTAL AND HORRENDOUS 4 ME,. I know this only 2 well, it has been going on now for exactly 23 years, come fucking tomorrow, 8/15/86-8/15/09. Twenty-three mother fucking years now of this total nightmare. We both know that the Twin Towers in Manhattan was all bull shit. Dick prick Chaney the China Chain-man, sent all the jet aircraft that could have prevented the disaster on a war games training mission far away, right B4 the thing went fucking down. Most good conspiracy internet clubs all ready know all of this, and it can all B fact checked and fact proved, but not one OWNED & CONTROLLED large press outlet dared 2 print this and so much more, BRO!!!!!! Several other things along this line that proves beyond any doubt that it was US, the USA, all along, that really engineered all of this, and in league with our so called TERRORIST ENEMIES. Proof exists. THEY dispute this with that word that I know only 2 well and is used on me way 2 often, COINCIDENCE. This is all they have 2 back up their defensive lies. Now, if U or me, average nobody’s out here were ever 2 get into really big-ass trouble, and as prosecutor could build a rock solid circumstantial case against us, and we said oh wait a fucking minute, it is all just a big bunch of coincidences, WE WOULD NEVER C FRESH AIR OR GO BEYOND ABN EXERCISE YARD IN A PENN AGFAIN 4 THE REST OF OUR MOTHERFUCKING DISEASED AND PARTHETIC LIVES, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U all know I am telling U the truth here, some will admit it quietly in their own mind, some louder, some may say yeah, rock on Mountainpen, but the vast majority will never do this, and this is because they R in total or under total ETTOSIAN FUCKING MC CONTROL, player. Now saying all of this IN A CASINO, WITH A CASINO EMPLOYEE, AND THEN TAKE WHAT WENT DOWN AFTERWARDS WITH ME AT TRUMPS, KNOWING FUKLLY WELL THAT TRUM IS WOMO, HE IS POART OF MY NIGHTMARE AND HAS BEEN ALL Long Island along, does this REALLY HONESTLY SHOCK UY THAT IO HAD A VERY NIGHTMARISH VACATION, OR THAT THINGS TURNED ON A TOTAL DIME THE MINUTE THIS PLUMBER DUDE WALKED OUT THE DOOR OF ROOM NUMBER 3419????????? DERR, DUHH!!!!!!!
U know, if U wanna quickly talk about Gawky Gaukauk, and his fantastic technology of making numbers literally speak, telling accurate truths and revealing secret information and turning locked and dark closets into bright open booked rooms, try this on 4 fucking size. Archive how 2 do it on THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN and go up and explore my writings on the famous website owned by mighty GOOGLE SEARCH ENGINE called www.blogger.com/ and when U can work it and get extremely proficient at working it, then U can prove not only what MOUNTSAINPEN and MARK MOHR makes claims 2, but going far beyond the bible code or any other mortal concept, as this was learned by me on the ASTRAL-PLANE, now U can turn right around and do all of this in your very own life. So do it B4 any of U even dare make a negative comment about anything I say being any small kind of fucking bull shit. U have 2 prove a man 2B a liar, not just call a man one, if U wanna get any respect out of your words, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can walk up 2 anyone and say anything, and they can punch me right in the face, but all of this proves only that I said something that deserved a punch, and got one. That is all it ever can or will prove, this simply put is the {Jennifer Washburn HR ADVANTAGE ATLANTICARE SYNDROME} BRO!!!!!!! Moving somewhat past this and yet remaining on point here, I Can also just as easily have called this my Wonderful ‘09 Vacation. I could have told U that a giant beauty queen fell madly in love with me on the beach and we made passionate love all night at her home while Ann slept in the room at the casino. I then could have gone on 2 tell U that I played the mega jackpot slot and on my 10th pull won 4 million bucks. Then I could have told U that MC dropped by in disguise at 3 AM and apologized 4 all the things that her wicked dysfunctional family had done 2 me now for 20-40 years, and on and on and on. But what would that prove? It would only prove that I told 3 huge fucking lies on my blog. Moving this up by one late but not 2-late, hopefully, Doctor Carl Sagan dimension, 99th Congress of the United States, and other Blogaudians, what else however is this doing? Well if U had the brain of 1000 Albert Einstein’s and I could tell U the smallest bit about the real truth of atomic hyperspace and not the sci-fi-absurd phony version of it, I would begin with telling U that I tried 2 show a man who saw fucking miracles like Jesus walking on water, about this subject and he pooh-pooh stopped me in my tracks and was no way ready even with all that he saw and witnessed, 2 jump over the great consciousness barrier and really explore the science of ‘exploring hyperspace’. Now one way, and there R indeed very many ways, 2 abuse this science, is by recklessly making up stories, exaggerating, and prevaricating, or simply put, lying like a damn rug or being a filthy liar. There is a huge difference between being a liar and making up a story, and exploring hyperspace. Do U have 40 years 4 me 2 really seriously get into all of the specifics of this with any of U right here and now today? No, of course not, so later, a bit will get told here, and then a bit there, as best as I am able 2 relate 2 the dark aged time period of twenty oh nine Misses Exploratronic Hyperspace Supermind Marola of 1969.
Haddonwood was just the beginning point of my story of exploring hyperspace. It is a very real and grotesquely deadly thing 2 do if U do not understand 80% of it. I may understand 20%. No one out here can claim one percent. This is not an insult, it is a major ass hyper time warning. When I walk U through something and if UR interested, try it out in your own life and as U slowly get mind-blown times ten 2 the power of 777, then maybe, just freaking maybe, U will B on your way 2 learning a bit MOR-E, and maybe someday soon, even learning the truths of MOR-IANITY. No, not learning, learning or having faith have very little if anything 2 do with what MORIANITY preaches and is all about, very little if anything, my brother, and sister.
All I am asking right now of any of U is 2 examine my week this week, CY it all went down, as I can C it as clearly as a bright freaking blue sky. Then realize Y, and as I all ready told all of U 4 a number of weeks now, THE DOW WILL FLY UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, DAY AFTER DAY AND WEEK AFTER WEEK, AND THE PHILLIES WILL GO RIGHT DOW-N THE DRAIN, LOSING GAME AFTER GAME AFTER GAME. There is no parade this Halloween, BRO, sorry 2 tell U, ask MC’s neff, he knows, maybe he will tell U about the strange hotel heater up in Boston, as he knows all that also, just as he knows about my Saturn car, and who broke into it in 1996 at the Friendly Ice Cream store on Route one, in Northeast Philadelphia. But then, ask Julia White. She knows it all. She is the all wise omniscient MAYAN QUEEN, under the direct order and following of the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. Her second calendar begins in December of twenty-twelve misses 1969 Marola. The magic is with the connection of my physical age in present lifetime at this time in December of twelve, I am 58 years old on the 4th Paul Stoddard. Some powerful mathematics reveals this powerful numeric reality, and careful study of many prior blogging texts reveal this already, but still, I plan 2 revisit all of this with U later on, in rote and with more elucidation. Yeah Mister
Jane, the old ‘Highway 2 Hell Jenna Syndrome’ with Rose Jacoby kicked in last night up in room number 3419. Hay, how can U win? Right away there is the Empire State Building street 4 the floor number. Then Steely Dan and his RIAA let us laugh at the clown kicks in with the other part. Oh well, rock on, all U diseased rotten bastards, enjoy it now, DOGTOWN is there, and so RU, in torture boxes that I cannot legally blog in real detail.
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Wednesday, August 12, 2009
BLOG 16
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR #16”
QUARTER PAST NOON, Wednesday, August 12th, 2K9
Start of Blog:
Forces R in play starting just past nine this moUUUUUUrning, that from my experience of 23 solid years now almost 2 the very day, that being the 15th day of freaking August in 1986, absolutely tell me that this is gonna B a real bad motherfucping day, Paula White.
Well last evening’s bwog Elmer Fwudd posted up 2 the great UM, so there is no nepotism, but some other outer-worldly MC-Forces. But things grew unusually quiet until at just past nine this day, a nasty CHOPPER ATTACK struck near the FBI agent (landlord) house I am sharing with dawn and Ann and Chicky and half of Guatemala. Ann is taking a bath, and after this, we R scheduled 2 leave together 4 goof ol’ Atlantic City, New Roddenberry placed called Jersey.
4 what I have been going through, kitty cat command or PC as MORIANITY has termed the abbreviation of my phrase, is extremely low. Well, like the LAKEHOUSE, I got into specifics and did 2 much talking on the net on the blogs about romances and how half of the young summer romances on average go south the first week in August, leaving the females especially prone 2 a major competitiveness against the still romantically involved other half of their co-sisters.
Moving on since all I really care about with PC is the threat that it produces 4 the WOMO enemies, let me get a bit detailed in the short time I have B4 I depart 4 the seashore with Ann 4 a 3 day and 2 night stay at the hotel casino. Dawn was in a very laid back and calm mood right around chopper attack time, but as the minutes progressed after this, she returned 2 her normal unpleasant moodiness and personality. I cannot wait 2 get out of here 4 a short time, tiny as it will B. I dropped a can of Mountain Dew soda out of my hand and got in trouble 4 it a while back. All there is 4 me here in this nightmare life with these monsters is endless freaking hell. Her miserable distant cousin knew this, and planned it all along, right along with the upline jailbird. The entire story is found on older blogs from closer 2 a year back or maybe not quite that far. U will never tell me and convince me that the 2 musical incidents R both coincidences, even if U want me 2 buy into one, fine, BUT NOT BOTH OF THEM, these being, the HA-HA LOIS FOCA 2-Late on her website, and the 1997 lyrics describing my precise situation now with her family, a dozen years ahead into negative or positronic space.
I know I am currently in a nasty HOSTILITYGRAM, words along these lines were invented by myself along with David Charles Roth back in the nineteen-nineties, and I’ll admit the idea was sort of transmitted 2 me through the interactive human process of observing the famous television show, Star Trek, The Next Generation. Earlier I went with Ann and Dawn 2 Rite Aid Pharmacy, the TD Bank of Jack McCoy, and the Sam Walton store known as Wal-Mart, all here in the Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG shopping area along the White Horse Pike also Prince known around these parts as Route-30. I fell into a nasty sleep last night and tossed and turned until almost daybreak, and no Donna ol’ girl, it was not all right a bit later on when the famous morning light reared its ugly head.
An amendment here, actually I know quite well that 1000 corrections someday need 2B posted up, but it was not 109 minutes after I begged Goddess Diana 2 come around Sunday night at work, it was just 10 minutes later, the hackers got the 9 added on. NOTICE HOW MANY LEGITIMATE WORDS R ALTERED 2 MAKE MY “OUTHOUSE OTHER MOTHER” BLOG LOOK STUPID, what did the great author and doctor Bruce Goldberg say in his mighty book from the nineties called “TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE” have 2 say on that subject? Anyone remember? He devoted an entire chapter 2 it, and it was called, “MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A NUT. This indeed is one of WOMO-TAWF’s hugest and definitely most successful tools or plans, as the actual tools used in carrying out the plans, as U should all know by now is the mighty MILLIONTH-COUNCIL PAWM-PIE! Long story short, I did get off 2 sleep eventually, and had some real nasty quick interactions that woke me with a bang 2 use the forward- mortal concepts of looking at waking and sleeping truths.
Also my heart WAS MESSED WITH AND MY BOWELS LAST NIGHT AFTER THE FUCPING Philadelphia Phillies went into extra innings. They managed 1 eek out a win, as I managed 2 pull off a great last minute quick video jack off 2 a luscious young honey, 18+, but even if not, that is my own bizz BRO!!!! No one is ever undressed beyond the level of what we all C on the beaches. This managed 2 help the Phil’s remain in there and take the victory in the bottom of the 12th inning, HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also after the nice FULL RIGHTEOUS EMPIRE yesterday, I knew and sure enough was 100% correct, that siege and bull shirt was gonna start right up today, and make a grown man roll stones and cry, BRA.
What these Timeless Satellians did 2 me from 50 million years from now on phase 4 in beyond despicable and unconscionable. But then escaping the great island was all ready foretold long B4 David and Barry, my 2 second cuzes showed up in that fairly recent interaction and screwed me and got drunk in the bar. I know there is no escaping u mighty all powerful SCYLLA, I surrender. Is it not amazing how the same things happen with just a slightly different twist, I mean U all know, now verses 2,000 years ago, at the risk of ruining the Catholic religious leaders’ day? This old shellfish will end up in a whale’s belly all over again yet, huh? History repeats itself unless we learn from it. I seem 2 never learn and just remain stupid. U really should have trusted the All mighty Abraham and Sarah, this has all cost me more grief than when I hit my brother on the head hard with a rock out of jealousy over my Teen Queen Scylla much longer ago than your generation. The agony fucping lingers on PAULA WHITE. Nice 2C the blue car back at the Comcast Cable building, I bit ado 2 my daughters, and U as well Julie-Julia, and all the Briggers out there in Cali that think this is so funny. U all will B judged and destroyed in fire. That is no threat, it is biblical promise.
Well, this will either back off or the entire world will begin seeing earthquakes and storms and floods and fires and all manner of vile and evil wicked retaliations of Magnesonic’s vengeance, BRA. Dave Smith, where RU? U knew this was all real, my mom knew it 2, as did many others that hung around and held radios and smirked at me and Mister Twister Hatch, huh Mart Tyler Greendress Moore? BYE-BYE 4 now, brown eyed CAWLLIO!!!!!!!!!!, and family!!
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QUARTER PAST NOON, Wednesday, August 12th, 2K9
Start of Blog:
Forces R in play starting just past nine this moUUUUUUrning, that from my experience of 23 solid years now almost 2 the very day, that being the 15th day of freaking August in 1986, absolutely tell me that this is gonna B a real bad motherfucping day, Paula White.
Well last evening’s bwog Elmer Fwudd posted up 2 the great UM, so there is no nepotism, but some other outer-worldly MC-Forces. But things grew unusually quiet until at just past nine this day, a nasty CHOPPER ATTACK struck near the FBI agent (landlord) house I am sharing with dawn and Ann and Chicky and half of Guatemala. Ann is taking a bath, and after this, we R scheduled 2 leave together 4 goof ol’ Atlantic City, New Roddenberry placed called Jersey.
4 what I have been going through, kitty cat command or PC as MORIANITY has termed the abbreviation of my phrase, is extremely low. Well, like the LAKEHOUSE, I got into specifics and did 2 much talking on the net on the blogs about romances and how half of the young summer romances on average go south the first week in August, leaving the females especially prone 2 a major competitiveness against the still romantically involved other half of their co-sisters.
Moving on since all I really care about with PC is the threat that it produces 4 the WOMO enemies, let me get a bit detailed in the short time I have B4 I depart 4 the seashore with Ann 4 a 3 day and 2 night stay at the hotel casino. Dawn was in a very laid back and calm mood right around chopper attack time, but as the minutes progressed after this, she returned 2 her normal unpleasant moodiness and personality. I cannot wait 2 get out of here 4 a short time, tiny as it will B. I dropped a can of Mountain Dew soda out of my hand and got in trouble 4 it a while back. All there is 4 me here in this nightmare life with these monsters is endless freaking hell. Her miserable distant cousin knew this, and planned it all along, right along with the upline jailbird. The entire story is found on older blogs from closer 2 a year back or maybe not quite that far. U will never tell me and convince me that the 2 musical incidents R both coincidences, even if U want me 2 buy into one, fine, BUT NOT BOTH OF THEM, these being, the HA-HA LOIS FOCA 2-Late on her website, and the 1997 lyrics describing my precise situation now with her family, a dozen years ahead into negative or positronic space.
I know I am currently in a nasty HOSTILITYGRAM, words along these lines were invented by myself along with David Charles Roth back in the nineteen-nineties, and I’ll admit the idea was sort of transmitted 2 me through the interactive human process of observing the famous television show, Star Trek, The Next Generation. Earlier I went with Ann and Dawn 2 Rite Aid Pharmacy, the TD Bank of Jack McCoy, and the Sam Walton store known as Wal-Mart, all here in the Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG shopping area along the White Horse Pike also Prince known around these parts as Route-30. I fell into a nasty sleep last night and tossed and turned until almost daybreak, and no Donna ol’ girl, it was not all right a bit later on when the famous morning light reared its ugly head.
An amendment here, actually I know quite well that 1000 corrections someday need 2B posted up, but it was not 109 minutes after I begged Goddess Diana 2 come around Sunday night at work, it was just 10 minutes later, the hackers got the 9 added on. NOTICE HOW MANY LEGITIMATE WORDS R ALTERED 2 MAKE MY “OUTHOUSE OTHER MOTHER” BLOG LOOK STUPID, what did the great author and doctor Bruce Goldberg say in his mighty book from the nineties called “TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE” have 2 say on that subject? Anyone remember? He devoted an entire chapter 2 it, and it was called, “MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A NUT. This indeed is one of WOMO-TAWF’s hugest and definitely most successful tools or plans, as the actual tools used in carrying out the plans, as U should all know by now is the mighty MILLIONTH-COUNCIL PAWM-PIE! Long story short, I did get off 2 sleep eventually, and had some real nasty quick interactions that woke me with a bang 2 use the forward- mortal concepts of looking at waking and sleeping truths.
Also my heart WAS MESSED WITH AND MY BOWELS LAST NIGHT AFTER THE FUCPING Philadelphia Phillies went into extra innings. They managed 1 eek out a win, as I managed 2 pull off a great last minute quick video jack off 2 a luscious young honey, 18+, but even if not, that is my own bizz BRO!!!! No one is ever undressed beyond the level of what we all C on the beaches. This managed 2 help the Phil’s remain in there and take the victory in the bottom of the 12th inning, HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also after the nice FULL RIGHTEOUS EMPIRE yesterday, I knew and sure enough was 100% correct, that siege and bull shirt was gonna start right up today, and make a grown man roll stones and cry, BRA.
What these Timeless Satellians did 2 me from 50 million years from now on phase 4 in beyond despicable and unconscionable. But then escaping the great island was all ready foretold long B4 David and Barry, my 2 second cuzes showed up in that fairly recent interaction and screwed me and got drunk in the bar. I know there is no escaping u mighty all powerful SCYLLA, I surrender. Is it not amazing how the same things happen with just a slightly different twist, I mean U all know, now verses 2,000 years ago, at the risk of ruining the Catholic religious leaders’ day? This old shellfish will end up in a whale’s belly all over again yet, huh? History repeats itself unless we learn from it. I seem 2 never learn and just remain stupid. U really should have trusted the All mighty Abraham and Sarah, this has all cost me more grief than when I hit my brother on the head hard with a rock out of jealousy over my Teen Queen Scylla much longer ago than your generation. The agony fucping lingers on PAULA WHITE. Nice 2C the blue car back at the Comcast Cable building, I bit ado 2 my daughters, and U as well Julie-Julia, and all the Briggers out there in Cali that think this is so funny. U all will B judged and destroyed in fire. That is no threat, it is biblical promise.
Well, this will either back off or the entire world will begin seeing earthquakes and storms and floods and fires and all manner of vile and evil wicked retaliations of Magnesonic’s vengeance, BRA. Dave Smith, where RU? U knew this was all real, my mom knew it 2, as did many others that hung around and held radios and smirked at me and Mister Twister Hatch, huh Mart Tyler Greendress Moore? BYE-BYE 4 now, brown eyed CAWLLIO!!!!!!!!!!, and family!!
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Tuesday, August 11, 2009
BLOG 15
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR #15”
3:44 PM-EDST, Tuesday, August elevenbar, ADEG-2K9
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I blog on 4 websites, the first being the world famous blogger dot com. Then there was a site that kicked me off, mindsay, and now my other 3R unexplained-mysteries dot com, wordpress dot com, and soulcast dot com. Out of the 4 that would have been 5, there is an unexplained mystery going on, and I wish the site owners would e-mail me someday and explain these wild 406 page errors that twice now I experienced when attempting 2 post up 2 their site. They doubtfully can tell me what is causing it, I believe it is the MC. But who really cares when it comes right down 2 the hard realities of this waking world, what I believe. I am not going 2 use any excessive characters, such as lots of exclamation marks and question marks, after my Bro and Bra and such as this. Also, I will not cuss. Many times I type in the word AS and a second S gets on there, and then the UM site being the one out of the 4 that does edit and asterisk out profanity, this cannot B avoided, as I post in error and do not check and edit B4 hand, I am always pressed 4 time, never enough exists 2 tell all the things that I feel R necessary 2B told, ever, not really. But I am gonna talk today quite a bit about the forbidden topic and then c if that is what is happening here. UCI really am after truth and getting 2 the bottom of things, I do not like unexplained and weird mysteries, the site is fantastic, but I do not like these things in my life. Skeptics have commented in a nutshell that I am doing a McDonalds with all of this, and UR all crazier than I could ever hope 2B. I am enjoying this crapola around me for 3 decades give or take one now, about as much as the combination of a perpetual migraine, toothache, backache, earache, and nagging ugly wife, BRO. U of course R perfectly free 2 disbelieve and think I am getting some wild weird totally diseased and sick thrill out of junk like what’s in my life, go ahead, but UR totally in error, UR simply put, totally wrong, but with the perfect right 2B wrong, as well as 2 express your opinions of this in an open forum such as any bloggers comment areas, that is always welcomed and never discouraged. Let us C if the line crosses prove some nepotistic connection with this blogging site “UM” and TF-70. This Mister Spok, indeed sir, will B fascinating! All ready the enemy MC has hacked out my after-corrections click back in margin system, so if I just click near 2 where it needs 2 go again, it stays there when it really should B returning 2 the exact spot of proper grammatical literary accepted systems. Recently the space key and the caps key also R both acting up, so far today, they R not. Maybe it is indeed time 4 a new keyboard, mouse, and pad, things do get old and worn out, and no one LOVES AND ADORES logical real down 2 Earth explanations 4 otherwise way out UM, than I do. I am not like most UM readers and bloggers. I AM LOOKING 2 BREAK OUT OF WHATEVER THIS IS THAT I AM UNDER AND LIVE A TOTALLY NORMAL LIFE, AND IF ANYONE COULD EVER SHOW ME HOW, OR B WILLING 2 ACCOMPLISH THIS 4 ME, THEY COULD NAME THEIR PRICE, SO LONG AS IT IS ‘LEGAL’, AND SOMEHOW I WOULD FIND A WAY 2 GET IT 4 THEM. AND THIS CAN B TAKEN AS AN ONLINE PROMISE AND OFFER 2 ANYONE, REMEMBER I SAID, IT MUST B TOTALLY WITHIN ALL OF THE LAWS OF THE LAND HOWEVER, BRA! My name is not Edward Lynch, the man I met at the Hammonton/Blueberryville Library back in 2006. He is in jail today, and will b in jail most likely 4 quote a while. I do not have any freaking desire 2 go 2 jail. Jail is 4 bad people, people like upline entity jail-bird LESTER BOOM. If U don’t think I know who UR after U did the most cruel evil thing 2 me that no real flesh and blood only, human, could ever have pulled off in waking life, then U do take me, and mistakenly so, 4 a total mother fucping fool, BRA! The margin hack, as I thought it would, just returned 2 normal. People, even SATAN itself, knows when they R being exposed 2 the light, B it afternoon, or morning, BRA! I called Eddie by a pen name of Himacane, as he was always shaking his cane at me when angry, and implying just a small bit, but it was there, that he would not rule out popping me with it if I did not do a certain thing his way. It was always his way. He almost got me fucping sent 2 jail, right where jail-bird LESTER has been trying 4 30 years 2 get me, and so far failed. Stop looking at an incarnation-entity’s physical age, and start seeing that all entities come from timeless worlds and then enter into hyperspace where all the universes that it contains R in fact TIME-WORLDS. This hard 2 grasp complicity is Y great religious scholars and many others, just don’t freaking get any of this, u know, MORIANITY, its truths, its concepts, its reality! Now the MC/SATAN or any Rose Shakespeare name U wish 2 assign this evil piece of shirt, is back hacking the margin click in again. Lets talk about the MC. What is the MC? It is the one third of the Astral World Authority, or AWA. They interact in a condition-location-interaction or CLI, pronounce it like the fox they R, clever and diseased, all though all Astral Plane existence and entities exist as CLI, but moving on, this is called by them the BRIGGBASE. It is bordering on several directional sides, the great Astral Plane body of water known as the Teck Bay. It resembles a gargantuan sized military base that U would C in this time period on Earth, only it is bigger than the entire planet Earth if this planet was literally flattened into one thin 2 dimensional square surface area, much bigger. Frightening giant aircraft fly all over, roaring at sound levels that would wipe out a human in a second if they were there in a physical and not a glorified form, or ASTRAL BODY for the psychic world and the other 4 the Christians. Anyone can archive my old blogs written by me in their order of Sarah, literally and her 5-party, those nasty gonging symbols again, BRO. No matter what site these words appear on or the title appears as, this is really blog number 5 if referenced back on the www.blogger.com/ website. The MC is 2 strong and can hack 2 much, so I have no plans now or ever 2 make changes. It is not my lacking of computer skills, but merely my negative interactions with a mighty powerful Astral Plane force called the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, the MC that discourages me from attempting any unnecessary moves on any machines. I am a realist, I accept my reality, my hell on Earth, R any of u that real or that brave? RU always totally honest with the one most important person in your life, U? I have always been this way, and this is Y, despite saying he was sort of a role model and even hero of mine as a boy, in fact hearing this is shocking 2 most good people and fans of DARK SHADOWS, the hit soap television show of 4 decades back, but COUNT ANDREAS PETOFI was indeed a realist, and so am I. We both profess 2 it and claim it often. This is really my main reason 4 my identifying with him, not because he actually enjoyed doing so much evil 2 innocent people. That will always go concentrically against my being and personality. Still I call him one of my role models growing up, so go freaking figure ladies and gentlemen, like DUHH and DERR! Now what is the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL? They R by our waking world standards and concepts and controlled sensory illusions, an Astral Plane mighty and powerful force, and kings of the world and realm of electronics and communications. They internet itself agrees with that statement, Google up the MC. U will even find some of my blogs discussing it. I know who and what this all is and what it’s all about, all other postings I must tell U in perfect candor is no more than human beings sharing many ideas, and none of them have ever made direct contact on any substantiation level that would make reading anything they tell U over what I tell U, logical, but hay, that is a matter of everybody’s personal choice. I am just telling U that I have been there and done that, I have seem the light, BRO, and I have heard the song. These entities have a direct physical realm, or as the Eckankar Religion calls it, Physical-Plane, counterpart. This counterpart can B witnessed and seen by any one of U out there, a tiny child that feels angry and wants 2 smash their next electronic toy can c this physical counterpart. Inside the nice coverings of any electronic device, B it your stereo or television, your automobile brain, your washing machine, your telephone, anything ELECTRONIC, R a whole bunch of little do-dads that all have names and R all neatly lined up and soldered or hard-wired in, on crusty flat wafer things called breadboards by most of this time period’s electronic engineers and repairmen. This is the waking world’s view of entities that in their realm, R totally real, totally sentient, and beyond unfathomably extremely dangerous and deadly. They have mission, motive, and a hyper time huge agenda with all of us waking world humans. Total control over all of us, but not in the way that Hollywood as of yet, ever dared 2 my knowledge, 2 ever depict them. I don’t think they have the freaking testacles 2 either. I could go on forever, I am literally a storehouse of major information on this subject and could tell U all real true life stories that would bend your minds into freaking pretzels. This however, is not really the goal of blog number fifteen. I want 2C if I get an MC-406PE on the UM-site by telling huge things now about Julia White, the true owner of Guatemala, who set up HAMMONTON a long time ago, and set into motion things that no one ever really would believe, not even if I offered them one million dollars in cash just 2 believe me. I owe the former President of the United States of America an incredible freaking APOLOGY, and this is a public online apology 2 both him as well as his father, both President Bush’s. How I totally misjudged these fantastic dudes. How I was blinded by the Tinsel-town Brigger Illusion Syndrome as I will now come 2 refer 2 this as or 4 short abbreviation, (TBIS). Yes, I am not GOD, or a GOG or a god, and never said I was anything but another dirty rotten filthy scum bag sinning piece of trash, capable of being totally deceived by ARDRA RODDENBERRY and her phony goddess hi-teck Vegas Acts of my time period, IE, JULIA WHITE. The mighty and wonderful Bush men were totally and veheminantly against things that 2000 years ago were misunderstood and called immaculate conceptions. Laboratory technology and freezing embryos is not in and of itself wrong. I believe if humankind was not meant 2 do things, they n ever would have been able 2 do them. The so-called ‘gods’ could prevent this in so many different ways that time prevents me from discussing the entire laundry list. Still, limiting our brain size hence our intellect maximums is one way this could B simply accomplished, another obvious one is a small minute change in the now existing laws of our universes, and yes this is an entire laundry list, let me just stop here, if I have not made my point, then get your freaking head examined. Now let me discuss the concept of all unnatural birthing. I am not against any of it. I am against it in the same way I am against dropping an atomic bomb on many people and destroying an entire city. It is simply put, NOT VERY NICE. But am I against using nuke teck? NO I AM NOT. Properly used in medicine 4 just one example and again the laundry list here could take us into 4 tomorrows, so let me just keep it here with medicine, there have been great advancements and many persons helped and cured of terrible illnesses and relieved of much agony and suffering. Remember, the technologies of things can always B used both 4 the good as well as the bad of anyone that they R applied on. With me, Julia White hypnotized me at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Babylon, and at 13 and just entering into puberty, it would not have been against my totally waking conscious mind will 2 indeed have a sexual encounter with a beautiful and experienced older woman, so after we had the sex, she instantly took out from her joy box, her sperm catcher that could B argued in court by anyone that the paranoid nutcase calls sex protection by strange names, protection my butt. Where is my protection against having 2 wonderful daughters both kept forever away from me? Where is my protection? Is this gonna magically trigger another 406-UM code, Gawky? I do not know until I try 2 post up, BRA! I now realize that the bus terminal dream was just a dream, a powerful nightmare dream that I had when I got home that first week in July of 1969. But the Bush’s know how it all really happened, and I totally believe in my freaking heart of hearts that they knew about it all along, and know about the Queen Mayan, know about THAT FAMILY, the hole 9 yards of ugliness, and on and on, and that is Y they were so major against using so many of these new lab tecks. None of U will believe the next 2 things I am now about 2 tell. Dawn King just came in here and said she believes she is pregnant and would I go 2 Rite Aid Pharmacy and get her a test kit? I am going now and when I get back, I will tell U about a local van yesterday with a NJ license tag of MCZ-98T. The 145 decibel cymbals R crashing louder and louder and louder, yo players! I am back, isn’t time and time-worlds cool. 2U it is just reading on one sentence 2 the next, but with me, I come back with a hi-teck preg-test kit, DK goes number one Lenny Briscoe’s 3rd grade class on the stick, and no, there is no new astral-dream down trying 2 wake up inside this interaction through her, translation, she ain’t pregnant, players. The mighty TAWF did not grow today, at least not along the southern New Jersey branches. Now 4 the license tag. YO. Once upon a Donna time, I’d B screaming out junk like, “WHO THE TRUCK’S MESSIN’ WITH ME, BRA? No, I have evolved and progressed far beyond that antiquated level of caveman thought. As Mister Spok would say on Star Trek, perhaps I am moving from lower levels 2 the more advanced stages. I just took a major hack out Stacey Lattisaw. The last 2 sentences were zapped off by the freaking MC. Aniwho, and speaking of the ‘THE’ or just, the letter ’Z’ is the final and 26th letter, and now the hack is back on as though it poofed on out of nowhere, so here is what was originally printed on the document, BRO. “beyond that childish juvenile parochial point in my thinking, advancing from mister Spok’s lower levels, 2 the more advanced staged, like DERR-DUHH-Hyundai commercial time, BRO”! Somebody is asking 4 a huge Earthquake 2 knock the socks off of California if this keeps up, BRA. Ask Mizz Estefan if she thinks this is so funny, or ask the fiery firing mighty Donald who almost bought a one way ticket 2 Deathtown, but his mighty phase 4 powers averted it by E-3 influence on ETTOS-IAD-PAWM PIE, and transmitted thoughts 2 his brain that caused him not 2 take that freaking chopper ride right at the last freaking minute, BRA! All his mighty men perished in that fateful day, shortly B4 Dave and I met Ron Wirtz 4 the first time back on 5 December of 1989, at the Camden county Prosecutor’s Office, BRO!
I need 2 take time out and thank my endless love, my LIGHTNING, who on the Astral Plane in the great Province Olympia, is known mostly by her used most 3 names of Diana Zudlocrenessia Arteemis, 4 not only shining her lovely waning gibbous moon at me at the same time she flashed a bright reddish purple flash last night outside the front of the house here on 13th Street, but also 4 coming 2 me at work Sunday evening about an hour B4 dark. Diana, U lit up the entire sky on all fronts with lovely glittering flashy colors, all different, and all at the same time, I have NEVER EVER SEEN U QUITE THAT INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL, my luscious Teen-Queen. Last weekend was so bad at work, there simply R no freaking proper descriptive words and adjectives and phrases 2 begin describing the awful nightmare. If they wanna keep this up with me there, fine BRA. I will b calling the agencies as follows on a federal level, anonymously, 2 inform them of major serious violations, the biggest being OSHA or however they spell it, 2 detail how a machine is being totally misused and has been 4 nearly 5 years that I know about from working this rotten job, and the health of the workmen R in serious and illegal jeopardy. Then there R transportation safety board issues, and 10 different violations that I could report, and the list goes beyond this, and needs not B told, Y risk the anger of Julie Julia Nichols white or the copycat rip-off Briggers club that will all literally fall into the ocean when I am eventually dead and gone and they have lost their mighty source 4 most of their billion dollar producing ideas, ol‘ ME? Forget 506 and the ME up on the PERMISSION BARRIER ROOF at robin Hill, let us C if we can post up on UM today without troubles from the number that’s 100 less than this apartment address, BRA!
Well players, of roulette and in general, yo, the newest system I am using, despite literally the most wicked and diseased weekend of my entire life or ranking up there in top Tennerville at least, kicked some nice sweet butt. It is a fantastic system there pop,, looks kike your great Bourbon Wing at the Ricktown manor days won’t B coming 2 an end after-all. Have one on me, just not on Chicky. He got drunk as hell last night and there was a horrific freaking fight here at Marhouse #2. Chicky nearly threw Dawn right through a wall. He is not tall as hell but has huge muscles. Your home is slowly being destroyed Mister Federal Bureau of Investigation Agent and Landlord, Steve Caruso. Anyone doubting the truth of this and has banking connections, look at the TD Bank Records in New Jersey and c who I pay my share of the rent 2 out in Texas and then look up all agents listed in the FBI currently active. I have 2 report things, this is merely covering my own butt, I have no intentions of going to prison for this DISEASED FAMILY OF 1970. Oh they keep repairing it behind your back Agent Caruso, but if u would secretly wiretap this place, U would get your freaking mind blown, sir! I am not going 2 jail, not 4 God, not 4 nobody, and least of all 4 Scylla and her SICK DEMENTED SATANIC FAMILY LIVING HERE IN THE WAKING WORLD, BRA!
Let me finish telling what happened at work. It was hot and sticky and miserable. It was humid and cloudy and a breeze was blowing just a tiny bit. Suddenly out came the sun and it honestly got 5 degrees hotter, the local news said it hit at least 95 or more in the general area and the humidity when factored in made it feel about 104 degrees, go to the channel 10 Philadelphia website if U doubt my freaking butt hole words any butty. I went inside of the garage where there is a 440 volt lead line from the pole, and U can hear the flowing electron humming away. When u grab a hold of the conduit around the power, U can feel a warm vibration. It is so way cool, players. I screamed out the following words in sadness and slight anger,” Diana, where RU when I need U, U told me when I was dying in my bed in 1790 that I would awaken in a room in the sun and always B with u and U would never ever leave me”. This is truth. Even though I never knew Diana personally while awake in my Franklin dreaming sequences centuries ago, as I laid on my death-bed, this tall exquisite long haired blond with long line lovely eyes appeared, and no one else that was in my room in Philadelphia could perceive her. Many people know all 2 well that when UR very close 2 the end of life in a particular body, U can merge perceptions quote easily with the Astral Plane, I hear the stories over and over again, and long B4 the internet or blogs, BRA! Aniwho, within 109 minutes the sun disappeared, the clouds quickly thickened up out of literally nowhere at all, and flashes of lovely and bright colorful lightning was just suddenly all around me, and I mean close. B4I could say 3-Stooges and Ticonderoga, my Goddess Diana was ALL OVER ME. I walked all around the area and got cooled off with soaking rain. I could feel the love of my infinite existence tingling and warming me all over. Slight electrical impulses were shooting all throughout my entire body. I will not lie. I came in my pants she excited me so much. DIANA, I WILL AKLWAYS LOVE MY NUMBER 1, U KNOW THAT, CODE CABIB TEEN QUEEN, U BELONG ONLY 2 YOUR LITTLE BOY, yo. Well things got said that needed 2 get said, and if I ever have 2 go 2 jail, I will sue the entire health system, I am a special education student on social security disability who cried out 2 the authorities last September and was returned back 2 the same environment with no assistance rendered at all. I have a huge HUGE HUGE LAWSUIT SOMEDAY, AGAINST THIS AND WHAT THEY DID 2 ME IN 2000, THE AMA 4 CUTTINMG ME OFF OF MY ATIVAN MEDICATION COLD TURKEY AFTER BEING ON IT 17 YEARS. U ALL R GONNA TRUCKING PAY 4 YOUR VISCOUS CRIMES, BRO! Viscous PRESIDENT BUSH WAS MY FRIEND ALL ALONG. Notice how things under the other 2 presidents R literally causing me 2B in major daily jeopardy 4 my very freaking life. He and daddy knew the truth about the freaking evil MAYANS, and their evil queen JULIA WHITE.
This life journal, meshed and merged and mixed and married together with these and as these BLOGS ON THE INTERNET, R legal court documents that my attorneys someday will use 2 fight my fight, if I can first live and survive and escape 2 do it all from safe haven foreign shores where I am not treated as a national freaking enemy, WITHOUT ANY REASON OR CAUSE. Also, I will B guarding a closed down quiet empty plant if they do not get these diseased meat lappe3rs off my back. BACK OFF, JIMMY TIRE DIRT! Now, will this post up 2 the great UM? It is now quarter B4 the hour of 7 this evening here on the American east coast and New Jersey, that Roddenberry place of us Exploratronic Supermind {ES} “Travelers” of rip off Tinsel-town! I honestly do not know which is worse and more evil and vicious of a crime against any humanity, small or large, the deeds they do 2 me, or the way they think it is OK 2 do it in the first place. Interesting that Paula and her step up Comcast Cable office is having such an interesting set of bizarre experiences. I do not C the Paula Junior blue car, the area has been taped off and closed 4 a while, and just a day or 2 ago, there was a fire there, or something, as I saw the fire trucks and police all converging right there as I was driving from the house down 13th Street heading 4 the quite world famous now White Horse Pike, that has sort of ‘1997-trapped’ me worse than Scylla has. How can any of UB a skeptic and think this story is either made up or out of the mind of a deranged and deluded whack job? Hay, I have some marbles loose and some screws that could most likely b tightened up a bit, but would any, I said ANY of U out there have survived one year, one month, one week, of the 23 year hell that I have, BRO?
END OF THIS BLOG, BR.
3:44 PM-EDST, Tuesday, August elevenbar, ADEG-2K9
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I blog on 4 websites, the first being the world famous blogger dot com. Then there was a site that kicked me off, mindsay, and now my other 3R unexplained-mysteries dot com, wordpress dot com, and soulcast dot com. Out of the 4 that would have been 5, there is an unexplained mystery going on, and I wish the site owners would e-mail me someday and explain these wild 406 page errors that twice now I experienced when attempting 2 post up 2 their site. They doubtfully can tell me what is causing it, I believe it is the MC. But who really cares when it comes right down 2 the hard realities of this waking world, what I believe. I am not going 2 use any excessive characters, such as lots of exclamation marks and question marks, after my Bro and Bra and such as this. Also, I will not cuss. Many times I type in the word AS and a second S gets on there, and then the UM site being the one out of the 4 that does edit and asterisk out profanity, this cannot B avoided, as I post in error and do not check and edit B4 hand, I am always pressed 4 time, never enough exists 2 tell all the things that I feel R necessary 2B told, ever, not really. But I am gonna talk today quite a bit about the forbidden topic and then c if that is what is happening here. UCI really am after truth and getting 2 the bottom of things, I do not like unexplained and weird mysteries, the site is fantastic, but I do not like these things in my life. Skeptics have commented in a nutshell that I am doing a McDonalds with all of this, and UR all crazier than I could ever hope 2B. I am enjoying this crapola around me for 3 decades give or take one now, about as much as the combination of a perpetual migraine, toothache, backache, earache, and nagging ugly wife, BRO. U of course R perfectly free 2 disbelieve and think I am getting some wild weird totally diseased and sick thrill out of junk like what’s in my life, go ahead, but UR totally in error, UR simply put, totally wrong, but with the perfect right 2B wrong, as well as 2 express your opinions of this in an open forum such as any bloggers comment areas, that is always welcomed and never discouraged. Let us C if the line crosses prove some nepotistic connection with this blogging site “UM” and TF-70. This Mister Spok, indeed sir, will B fascinating! All ready the enemy MC has hacked out my after-corrections click back in margin system, so if I just click near 2 where it needs 2 go again, it stays there when it really should B returning 2 the exact spot of proper grammatical literary accepted systems. Recently the space key and the caps key also R both acting up, so far today, they R not. Maybe it is indeed time 4 a new keyboard, mouse, and pad, things do get old and worn out, and no one LOVES AND ADORES logical real down 2 Earth explanations 4 otherwise way out UM, than I do. I am not like most UM readers and bloggers. I AM LOOKING 2 BREAK OUT OF WHATEVER THIS IS THAT I AM UNDER AND LIVE A TOTALLY NORMAL LIFE, AND IF ANYONE COULD EVER SHOW ME HOW, OR B WILLING 2 ACCOMPLISH THIS 4 ME, THEY COULD NAME THEIR PRICE, SO LONG AS IT IS ‘LEGAL’, AND SOMEHOW I WOULD FIND A WAY 2 GET IT 4 THEM. AND THIS CAN B TAKEN AS AN ONLINE PROMISE AND OFFER 2 ANYONE, REMEMBER I SAID, IT MUST B TOTALLY WITHIN ALL OF THE LAWS OF THE LAND HOWEVER, BRA! My name is not Edward Lynch, the man I met at the Hammonton/Blueberryville Library back in 2006. He is in jail today, and will b in jail most likely 4 quote a while. I do not have any freaking desire 2 go 2 jail. Jail is 4 bad people, people like upline entity jail-bird LESTER BOOM. If U don’t think I know who UR after U did the most cruel evil thing 2 me that no real flesh and blood only, human, could ever have pulled off in waking life, then U do take me, and mistakenly so, 4 a total mother fucping fool, BRA! The margin hack, as I thought it would, just returned 2 normal. People, even SATAN itself, knows when they R being exposed 2 the light, B it afternoon, or morning, BRA! I called Eddie by a pen name of Himacane, as he was always shaking his cane at me when angry, and implying just a small bit, but it was there, that he would not rule out popping me with it if I did not do a certain thing his way. It was always his way. He almost got me fucping sent 2 jail, right where jail-bird LESTER has been trying 4 30 years 2 get me, and so far failed. Stop looking at an incarnation-entity’s physical age, and start seeing that all entities come from timeless worlds and then enter into hyperspace where all the universes that it contains R in fact TIME-WORLDS. This hard 2 grasp complicity is Y great religious scholars and many others, just don’t freaking get any of this, u know, MORIANITY, its truths, its concepts, its reality! Now the MC/SATAN or any Rose Shakespeare name U wish 2 assign this evil piece of shirt, is back hacking the margin click in again. Lets talk about the MC. What is the MC? It is the one third of the Astral World Authority, or AWA. They interact in a condition-location-interaction or CLI, pronounce it like the fox they R, clever and diseased, all though all Astral Plane existence and entities exist as CLI, but moving on, this is called by them the BRIGGBASE. It is bordering on several directional sides, the great Astral Plane body of water known as the Teck Bay. It resembles a gargantuan sized military base that U would C in this time period on Earth, only it is bigger than the entire planet Earth if this planet was literally flattened into one thin 2 dimensional square surface area, much bigger. Frightening giant aircraft fly all over, roaring at sound levels that would wipe out a human in a second if they were there in a physical and not a glorified form, or ASTRAL BODY for the psychic world and the other 4 the Christians. Anyone can archive my old blogs written by me in their order of Sarah, literally and her 5-party, those nasty gonging symbols again, BRO. No matter what site these words appear on or the title appears as, this is really blog number 5 if referenced back on the www.blogger.com/ website. The MC is 2 strong and can hack 2 much, so I have no plans now or ever 2 make changes. It is not my lacking of computer skills, but merely my negative interactions with a mighty powerful Astral Plane force called the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, the MC that discourages me from attempting any unnecessary moves on any machines. I am a realist, I accept my reality, my hell on Earth, R any of u that real or that brave? RU always totally honest with the one most important person in your life, U? I have always been this way, and this is Y, despite saying he was sort of a role model and even hero of mine as a boy, in fact hearing this is shocking 2 most good people and fans of DARK SHADOWS, the hit soap television show of 4 decades back, but COUNT ANDREAS PETOFI was indeed a realist, and so am I. We both profess 2 it and claim it often. This is really my main reason 4 my identifying with him, not because he actually enjoyed doing so much evil 2 innocent people. That will always go concentrically against my being and personality. Still I call him one of my role models growing up, so go freaking figure ladies and gentlemen, like DUHH and DERR! Now what is the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL? They R by our waking world standards and concepts and controlled sensory illusions, an Astral Plane mighty and powerful force, and kings of the world and realm of electronics and communications. They internet itself agrees with that statement, Google up the MC. U will even find some of my blogs discussing it. I know who and what this all is and what it’s all about, all other postings I must tell U in perfect candor is no more than human beings sharing many ideas, and none of them have ever made direct contact on any substantiation level that would make reading anything they tell U over what I tell U, logical, but hay, that is a matter of everybody’s personal choice. I am just telling U that I have been there and done that, I have seem the light, BRO, and I have heard the song. These entities have a direct physical realm, or as the Eckankar Religion calls it, Physical-Plane, counterpart. This counterpart can B witnessed and seen by any one of U out there, a tiny child that feels angry and wants 2 smash their next electronic toy can c this physical counterpart. Inside the nice coverings of any electronic device, B it your stereo or television, your automobile brain, your washing machine, your telephone, anything ELECTRONIC, R a whole bunch of little do-dads that all have names and R all neatly lined up and soldered or hard-wired in, on crusty flat wafer things called breadboards by most of this time period’s electronic engineers and repairmen. This is the waking world’s view of entities that in their realm, R totally real, totally sentient, and beyond unfathomably extremely dangerous and deadly. They have mission, motive, and a hyper time huge agenda with all of us waking world humans. Total control over all of us, but not in the way that Hollywood as of yet, ever dared 2 my knowledge, 2 ever depict them. I don’t think they have the freaking testacles 2 either. I could go on forever, I am literally a storehouse of major information on this subject and could tell U all real true life stories that would bend your minds into freaking pretzels. This however, is not really the goal of blog number fifteen. I want 2C if I get an MC-406PE on the UM-site by telling huge things now about Julia White, the true owner of Guatemala, who set up HAMMONTON a long time ago, and set into motion things that no one ever really would believe, not even if I offered them one million dollars in cash just 2 believe me. I owe the former President of the United States of America an incredible freaking APOLOGY, and this is a public online apology 2 both him as well as his father, both President Bush’s. How I totally misjudged these fantastic dudes. How I was blinded by the Tinsel-town Brigger Illusion Syndrome as I will now come 2 refer 2 this as or 4 short abbreviation, (TBIS). Yes, I am not GOD, or a GOG or a god, and never said I was anything but another dirty rotten filthy scum bag sinning piece of trash, capable of being totally deceived by ARDRA RODDENBERRY and her phony goddess hi-teck Vegas Acts of my time period, IE, JULIA WHITE. The mighty and wonderful Bush men were totally and veheminantly against things that 2000 years ago were misunderstood and called immaculate conceptions. Laboratory technology and freezing embryos is not in and of itself wrong. I believe if humankind was not meant 2 do things, they n ever would have been able 2 do them. The so-called ‘gods’ could prevent this in so many different ways that time prevents me from discussing the entire laundry list. Still, limiting our brain size hence our intellect maximums is one way this could B simply accomplished, another obvious one is a small minute change in the now existing laws of our universes, and yes this is an entire laundry list, let me just stop here, if I have not made my point, then get your freaking head examined. Now let me discuss the concept of all unnatural birthing. I am not against any of it. I am against it in the same way I am against dropping an atomic bomb on many people and destroying an entire city. It is simply put, NOT VERY NICE. But am I against using nuke teck? NO I AM NOT. Properly used in medicine 4 just one example and again the laundry list here could take us into 4 tomorrows, so let me just keep it here with medicine, there have been great advancements and many persons helped and cured of terrible illnesses and relieved of much agony and suffering. Remember, the technologies of things can always B used both 4 the good as well as the bad of anyone that they R applied on. With me, Julia White hypnotized me at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Babylon, and at 13 and just entering into puberty, it would not have been against my totally waking conscious mind will 2 indeed have a sexual encounter with a beautiful and experienced older woman, so after we had the sex, she instantly took out from her joy box, her sperm catcher that could B argued in court by anyone that the paranoid nutcase calls sex protection by strange names, protection my butt. Where is my protection against having 2 wonderful daughters both kept forever away from me? Where is my protection? Is this gonna magically trigger another 406-UM code, Gawky? I do not know until I try 2 post up, BRA! I now realize that the bus terminal dream was just a dream, a powerful nightmare dream that I had when I got home that first week in July of 1969. But the Bush’s know how it all really happened, and I totally believe in my freaking heart of hearts that they knew about it all along, and know about the Queen Mayan, know about THAT FAMILY, the hole 9 yards of ugliness, and on and on, and that is Y they were so major against using so many of these new lab tecks. None of U will believe the next 2 things I am now about 2 tell. Dawn King just came in here and said she believes she is pregnant and would I go 2 Rite Aid Pharmacy and get her a test kit? I am going now and when I get back, I will tell U about a local van yesterday with a NJ license tag of MCZ-98T. The 145 decibel cymbals R crashing louder and louder and louder, yo players! I am back, isn’t time and time-worlds cool. 2U it is just reading on one sentence 2 the next, but with me, I come back with a hi-teck preg-test kit, DK goes number one Lenny Briscoe’s 3rd grade class on the stick, and no, there is no new astral-dream down trying 2 wake up inside this interaction through her, translation, she ain’t pregnant, players. The mighty TAWF did not grow today, at least not along the southern New Jersey branches. Now 4 the license tag. YO. Once upon a Donna time, I’d B screaming out junk like, “WHO THE TRUCK’S MESSIN’ WITH ME, BRA? No, I have evolved and progressed far beyond that antiquated level of caveman thought. As Mister Spok would say on Star Trek, perhaps I am moving from lower levels 2 the more advanced stages. I just took a major hack out Stacey Lattisaw. The last 2 sentences were zapped off by the freaking MC. Aniwho, and speaking of the ‘THE’ or just, the letter ’Z’ is the final and 26th letter, and now the hack is back on as though it poofed on out of nowhere, so here is what was originally printed on the document, BRO. “beyond that childish juvenile parochial point in my thinking, advancing from mister Spok’s lower levels, 2 the more advanced staged, like DERR-DUHH-Hyundai commercial time, BRO”! Somebody is asking 4 a huge Earthquake 2 knock the socks off of California if this keeps up, BRA. Ask Mizz Estefan if she thinks this is so funny, or ask the fiery firing mighty Donald who almost bought a one way ticket 2 Deathtown, but his mighty phase 4 powers averted it by E-3 influence on ETTOS-IAD-PAWM PIE, and transmitted thoughts 2 his brain that caused him not 2 take that freaking chopper ride right at the last freaking minute, BRA! All his mighty men perished in that fateful day, shortly B4 Dave and I met Ron Wirtz 4 the first time back on 5 December of 1989, at the Camden county Prosecutor’s Office, BRO!
I need 2 take time out and thank my endless love, my LIGHTNING, who on the Astral Plane in the great Province Olympia, is known mostly by her used most 3 names of Diana Zudlocrenessia Arteemis, 4 not only shining her lovely waning gibbous moon at me at the same time she flashed a bright reddish purple flash last night outside the front of the house here on 13th Street, but also 4 coming 2 me at work Sunday evening about an hour B4 dark. Diana, U lit up the entire sky on all fronts with lovely glittering flashy colors, all different, and all at the same time, I have NEVER EVER SEEN U QUITE THAT INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL, my luscious Teen-Queen. Last weekend was so bad at work, there simply R no freaking proper descriptive words and adjectives and phrases 2 begin describing the awful nightmare. If they wanna keep this up with me there, fine BRA. I will b calling the agencies as follows on a federal level, anonymously, 2 inform them of major serious violations, the biggest being OSHA or however they spell it, 2 detail how a machine is being totally misused and has been 4 nearly 5 years that I know about from working this rotten job, and the health of the workmen R in serious and illegal jeopardy. Then there R transportation safety board issues, and 10 different violations that I could report, and the list goes beyond this, and needs not B told, Y risk the anger of Julie Julia Nichols white or the copycat rip-off Briggers club that will all literally fall into the ocean when I am eventually dead and gone and they have lost their mighty source 4 most of their billion dollar producing ideas, ol‘ ME? Forget 506 and the ME up on the PERMISSION BARRIER ROOF at robin Hill, let us C if we can post up on UM today without troubles from the number that’s 100 less than this apartment address, BRA!
Well players, of roulette and in general, yo, the newest system I am using, despite literally the most wicked and diseased weekend of my entire life or ranking up there in top Tennerville at least, kicked some nice sweet butt. It is a fantastic system there pop,, looks kike your great Bourbon Wing at the Ricktown manor days won’t B coming 2 an end after-all. Have one on me, just not on Chicky. He got drunk as hell last night and there was a horrific freaking fight here at Marhouse #2. Chicky nearly threw Dawn right through a wall. He is not tall as hell but has huge muscles. Your home is slowly being destroyed Mister Federal Bureau of Investigation Agent and Landlord, Steve Caruso. Anyone doubting the truth of this and has banking connections, look at the TD Bank Records in New Jersey and c who I pay my share of the rent 2 out in Texas and then look up all agents listed in the FBI currently active. I have 2 report things, this is merely covering my own butt, I have no intentions of going to prison for this DISEASED FAMILY OF 1970. Oh they keep repairing it behind your back Agent Caruso, but if u would secretly wiretap this place, U would get your freaking mind blown, sir! I am not going 2 jail, not 4 God, not 4 nobody, and least of all 4 Scylla and her SICK DEMENTED SATANIC FAMILY LIVING HERE IN THE WAKING WORLD, BRA!
Let me finish telling what happened at work. It was hot and sticky and miserable. It was humid and cloudy and a breeze was blowing just a tiny bit. Suddenly out came the sun and it honestly got 5 degrees hotter, the local news said it hit at least 95 or more in the general area and the humidity when factored in made it feel about 104 degrees, go to the channel 10 Philadelphia website if U doubt my freaking butt hole words any butty. I went inside of the garage where there is a 440 volt lead line from the pole, and U can hear the flowing electron humming away. When u grab a hold of the conduit around the power, U can feel a warm vibration. It is so way cool, players. I screamed out the following words in sadness and slight anger,” Diana, where RU when I need U, U told me when I was dying in my bed in 1790 that I would awaken in a room in the sun and always B with u and U would never ever leave me”. This is truth. Even though I never knew Diana personally while awake in my Franklin dreaming sequences centuries ago, as I laid on my death-bed, this tall exquisite long haired blond with long line lovely eyes appeared, and no one else that was in my room in Philadelphia could perceive her. Many people know all 2 well that when UR very close 2 the end of life in a particular body, U can merge perceptions quote easily with the Astral Plane, I hear the stories over and over again, and long B4 the internet or blogs, BRA! Aniwho, within 109 minutes the sun disappeared, the clouds quickly thickened up out of literally nowhere at all, and flashes of lovely and bright colorful lightning was just suddenly all around me, and I mean close. B4I could say 3-Stooges and Ticonderoga, my Goddess Diana was ALL OVER ME. I walked all around the area and got cooled off with soaking rain. I could feel the love of my infinite existence tingling and warming me all over. Slight electrical impulses were shooting all throughout my entire body. I will not lie. I came in my pants she excited me so much. DIANA, I WILL AKLWAYS LOVE MY NUMBER 1, U KNOW THAT, CODE CABIB TEEN QUEEN, U BELONG ONLY 2 YOUR LITTLE BOY, yo. Well things got said that needed 2 get said, and if I ever have 2 go 2 jail, I will sue the entire health system, I am a special education student on social security disability who cried out 2 the authorities last September and was returned back 2 the same environment with no assistance rendered at all. I have a huge HUGE HUGE LAWSUIT SOMEDAY, AGAINST THIS AND WHAT THEY DID 2 ME IN 2000, THE AMA 4 CUTTINMG ME OFF OF MY ATIVAN MEDICATION COLD TURKEY AFTER BEING ON IT 17 YEARS. U ALL R GONNA TRUCKING PAY 4 YOUR VISCOUS CRIMES, BRO! Viscous PRESIDENT BUSH WAS MY FRIEND ALL ALONG. Notice how things under the other 2 presidents R literally causing me 2B in major daily jeopardy 4 my very freaking life. He and daddy knew the truth about the freaking evil MAYANS, and their evil queen JULIA WHITE.
This life journal, meshed and merged and mixed and married together with these and as these BLOGS ON THE INTERNET, R legal court documents that my attorneys someday will use 2 fight my fight, if I can first live and survive and escape 2 do it all from safe haven foreign shores where I am not treated as a national freaking enemy, WITHOUT ANY REASON OR CAUSE. Also, I will B guarding a closed down quiet empty plant if they do not get these diseased meat lappe3rs off my back. BACK OFF, JIMMY TIRE DIRT! Now, will this post up 2 the great UM? It is now quarter B4 the hour of 7 this evening here on the American east coast and New Jersey, that Roddenberry place of us Exploratronic Supermind {ES} “Travelers” of rip off Tinsel-town! I honestly do not know which is worse and more evil and vicious of a crime against any humanity, small or large, the deeds they do 2 me, or the way they think it is OK 2 do it in the first place. Interesting that Paula and her step up Comcast Cable office is having such an interesting set of bizarre experiences. I do not C the Paula Junior blue car, the area has been taped off and closed 4 a while, and just a day or 2 ago, there was a fire there, or something, as I saw the fire trucks and police all converging right there as I was driving from the house down 13th Street heading 4 the quite world famous now White Horse Pike, that has sort of ‘1997-trapped’ me worse than Scylla has. How can any of UB a skeptic and think this story is either made up or out of the mind of a deranged and deluded whack job? Hay, I have some marbles loose and some screws that could most likely b tightened up a bit, but would any, I said ANY of U out there have survived one year, one month, one week, of the 23 year hell that I have, BRO?
END OF THIS BLOG, BR.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
LIFE JOURNAL MARK MOHR BLOG 14
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR #14”
8:18 AM on Sunday, August 9th, 2K9
START OF BLOG:
Well nothing new is happening, not new 2 me, all though a scriptural group of so-called truths absolutely DO NOT apply 2 me and never ever have, one being reap and sow and the other being nothing can ever happen 2 anyone here that is totally uncommon 2 man, and well, if my life does not qualify as beyond mankind and what commonly can befall hi or her, well, just freaking tell me then please somebody, what the high water hell does, BRO????????? So if one person proves lies R in the bible, does that nullify the entire religious system, and is that Y , as the ancient Hebrew authorities in the days of my ancestor would put it so eloquently, it is better 4 one man 2 die than 4 the nation 2B destroyed. UCI do not adfreakinghere 2 this and never have. I place value on any life with no respect of the following giving one more right 2 exist and live on the Earth’s waking world than anyone else, and these things being, money and fame and power, as well as, and semi-quoting the great exploratron, Mrs. Marola of 1969, majority over minority, citing my winning lottery number example and always will, as none of U out there can dispute its logic and neither can the mighty Julia White or any other advanced traveling ES or Exploratronic Supermind. We can always get back 2 both this and Jim Rockford’s early 1970’s beat up, later on, but 4 right now we’ll press forward ass time is not on my side and I need 2 try and get some freaking sleep, BRO.
Gina my Gina, where RU my lovely queen of the nineties nights? TOLD U, ya giant exquisite arm breaker, PHILLIES LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING, JUST AS I SAID, AND THE DOW JONES, AND THE STOCK MARKETS GAINING AND GAINING AND GAINING AND GAINING, JUST AS I PREDICTED AND TOLD ALL OF U WOULD INDEED B THE FREAKING CASE, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Friday was a FULL EVIL EMPIRE, the entire week was quite bad, the markets flew as they do every week, it has gained nearly 3,000 points in less than three fourths of a year, from mid 65’s to mid 93’s. The PHILLIES R LOSING A STRING OF GAME AFTER GAME AFTER GAME, and there is one FULL EVIL EMPIRE AFTER ANOTHER. THINGS R VERY VERY VERY FUCPING BAD. I believe the plan now is 2 either kill me or get me put into jail. Let me elaborate and tell U all what is going down, wand what my motherfucping counter plan is as no choice exists in the freaking matter any longer, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As U all should know, in 2006 somewhere, I began a blog on the website of www.blogger.com/ and learned how 2 go 2 a public local library and begin a blog 2 tell my life story, from a coworker and fellow security officer by the name of Christopher Bennett. Shortly thereafter, and while having lots of trouble, as well as being huge time hacked by low flying military scumbag aircraft directly over the fucping library, in total violation of my CIVIL RIGHTS, MY HUMAN RIGHTS, AND MY CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, BRA,!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Along came Ed Himacane, a nickname, the gods hellllllp me, huh Rose Shake? I’ll tell U, Jimmy tires and all, the symbols around me R screaming at 15 bells of sound pressure level, I am beyond deafened, how can U all B so tuned fucping out 2 all of this, how?????????????????? In the name of all that is unholy, holy, and in-between, please, just freaking tell this poor pathetic impiciles HOW!!!!!!!!?????TANKS!!!!!!! Anifreakingwho, lads, lassies, and Labrador Retrievers that speak human or dog and we will get back 2 this soon Jimmy Rock, Ed was always in the library, using his laptop and some NERO program that removes the EW macro vision that defeats their copying guard-protections, and making and downloading movies and music, but especially music. He was totally freaking obsesses with downloading every piece of country music ever written. I told him one day, UR supposed 2B a tomorrow dude, geek of geeks, mister computer man, inventor of things like stereo television long B4 it ever came out along with other things that he put together in this younger days, yet it does not jive up 2 me then YU need 2 have anything. It all is always out THERE in the CYBE. U wanna freaking hear Patsy Cline or red headed dish Reba Mack, go up and push a button, and your home theatre has it like the bitches R back alive and singing 2U right ion your damn living room, pretty good 4 this dark age circa. We need not take that any freaking further, right? He told me that he wanted 2 design a website 4 me so that my message that I was attempting 2 get out 2 the world would have a better chance, but he was not an expert in this and was definitely not some great webmaster, which was what I really needed, but he talked me into agreeing at a price 4 him 2 do it and we mutually arrived at a buck fifty, and he did it, and it was called, www.morianity-foundation.com/ and U all should know about this as well, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Long story short, Eddie never told me he was on Meagan’s Law 4 being a convicted child sex offender. Also he was living in a rooming house down the road from the town’s local library, owned by our own slumlord and pal, Judge Frank Raso. Now his upstairs neighbors, both them as well as Eddie being relatively new 2 the building, he had come from the Ancora Veteran’s Haven in Winslow a few miles 2 the west, and Dawn and Ann King had come from either Atlantic city or I believe some other place in Hammonton that Dawn and Chicky tore apart in a bad fight that they had and were all thrown out of. None of these seemingly isolated and random events were unconnected by cosmic forces, this is how advanced “MOGOSP” ® systems R programmed 2 operate, and super advanced travelers with these programs and machines powerful; enough 2 run them, needing peta-bytes, so forget it yet, and all of these seemingly impossible ranting episodes of Mountainpen R all indeed within the totally believable realm and spectrum of sanity and reality, so screw the psychiatric world that calls me a paranoid delusional skitsofrenik with grandeeos delusions. How I fucping only wish this was the truth, BRO. I would seek the medical help that I supposedly need and B medicated and counseled and within a year or so, get 2 freaking live a totally And perfectly normal life, which is all I would really freaking like 2 do anyway, BR. Now pressing on a bit further, we go 2 this.
I am beyond flabbergasted that the street and the evil empire did not semi short term collapse when I told the world that I finally have gotten onto TIMELESS SATELLIANS being in fact one and the same thing as THAT FAMILY OF 1970. This totally Elmer Fudd Wabbit Whaaaaaaa BWOWS MY MWIND, BWA!!!!!!!!!!!! But no prob yo, because now as Jack McCoy would so adequately put it on the TV show Law & Order, it has all been taken out of my hands players. Now it is MAURY POVICH TIME, Howdy freaking Doody. If I am made 2B the laughing stock of the pwanet Elmer, then so B it, but if not, well, need I say a lot more Mister George Strait? CI am used 2 being mocked and scoffed at, but when I prove this MAYAN thing, and how that family has literally kidnapped my life and commandeered it 4 their sick and sinister evil purposes, shirt will fly without fans, and this world will spin off into a new orbit, straight 4 hell. If U think out there in CYBE, that I am goanna mother fucping just sit here and surrender and give up my life 4 all these diseased WOMO-TAWFITE SCUMSLEAZEDISEASES, then U all got another thought coming your way at C squared, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway moving ahead, 3 days ago or 4 or whatever, Ed was taken out of his trailer in handcuffs and led away 2 jail. I do not know exactly all of the details and I weelwee don’t freaking wanna know either. Roger Carey and I were supposed 2 meet at the tobacco shop on the 18th of August. Rog, now I am going 2B in court, so ‘SOMEONE OR SOMETHING’ knew about our deal and the exact date, I did not say boo, so pweeeeeze don’t mix me up with your cuz’s backup vox peeps, I said nothing, somehow one of the mighty SHATNER entities obviously found out and screwed with us, so I will not B there, leave another not buddy 4 another time later on in the month, BRO. Ann wants 2B there the day he goes up B4 the judge, and that is Karge day, or a Karge-12th, U know about this RC. My daughter played a terrible joke on me, and her system collapsed and she laughed and thought it was funny, and then told me that she would tell me how this E-Bay system of hers works.
If Morianity Project is a symbol of future DNA proofs, I wonder if Pwanet Earth is ready 4 a shake up the size of a Richter 14 quake. Also if MP denies my request, well, then that as usual, also speaks 4 itself. Here is your chance 2B Oprah’s replacement bud, can U freaking handle it?
Both my parents came 2 me a few nights ago and we were sitting at one of my dad’s bright green diner booths in Akoslem city, the capitol city of Ricktown on the Astral Plane, and I told my dad that his bourbon wing days at the Ricktown Manor were forever over, unless the bastard coughed up a really super powerful roulette system 4 me that would not collapse when as new botulism Dow Jones curve would pop up each freaking time,. And also as well, not screw up and lose during what I call the 2 hour weekly waterloo. Out of the 168 hours in the week, the hours between 6 and 8 in the moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, on Saturday morning’s R impossible 2 win times 4 me, and only a system that will win 4 me during my waterloo 2hour time will IB willing 2 accept, otherwise, take your shirt and get the hell out of my Bourbon Wing at the manor. Well, I think he gave me a knock out thing that even my mighty youngest gene-daut from Julia White’s cream-freezer-saver used the second time 2 impregnate herself, count not manage 2 give me. I knew there was a reason Y she made me fucping totally forget that I ever took that August 1968 trip up to 175 Peninsula drive, Babylon, Long Island, New York, there was no way I just totally forgot this all these years and then suddenly remembered it in 2009, like POOF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lots of New Jersey State Police troopers R protecting me this weekend, I am seeing an extreme abundance of trooper cars passing my job site, PTL, Pat R. Well, maybe ol’ freaking Pat is fucping hacking out my hurricanes, as 4 basically three years now, something is totally hacking the power of my Magnetic Gloria Sound Machine. I will never know Y some enemies R so susceptible 2 its punitation sequencing control, while others can breeze by endlessly unscaved by it at all, it weelwee bwows my tiny fweaking mind wabbit, whaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!! Oh the fucping shirt I could say if I ever felt totally safe and protected enough, but these bastard scum can hurt me in Elizabeth Montgomery endless possible ways, huh Darren Bewitched Stevens???????????????????????????
END OF THE BLOG, but so freaking much more is yet 2 freaking cum, JW!!!!!!!!!!
8:18 AM on Sunday, August 9th, 2K9
START OF BLOG:
Well nothing new is happening, not new 2 me, all though a scriptural group of so-called truths absolutely DO NOT apply 2 me and never ever have, one being reap and sow and the other being nothing can ever happen 2 anyone here that is totally uncommon 2 man, and well, if my life does not qualify as beyond mankind and what commonly can befall hi or her, well, just freaking tell me then please somebody, what the high water hell does, BRO????????? So if one person proves lies R in the bible, does that nullify the entire religious system, and is that Y , as the ancient Hebrew authorities in the days of my ancestor would put it so eloquently, it is better 4 one man 2 die than 4 the nation 2B destroyed. UCI do not adfreakinghere 2 this and never have. I place value on any life with no respect of the following giving one more right 2 exist and live on the Earth’s waking world than anyone else, and these things being, money and fame and power, as well as, and semi-quoting the great exploratron, Mrs. Marola of 1969, majority over minority, citing my winning lottery number example and always will, as none of U out there can dispute its logic and neither can the mighty Julia White or any other advanced traveling ES or Exploratronic Supermind. We can always get back 2 both this and Jim Rockford’s early 1970’s beat up, later on, but 4 right now we’ll press forward ass time is not on my side and I need 2 try and get some freaking sleep, BRO.
Gina my Gina, where RU my lovely queen of the nineties nights? TOLD U, ya giant exquisite arm breaker, PHILLIES LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING, JUST AS I SAID, AND THE DOW JONES, AND THE STOCK MARKETS GAINING AND GAINING AND GAINING AND GAINING, JUST AS I PREDICTED AND TOLD ALL OF U WOULD INDEED B THE FREAKING CASE, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Friday was a FULL EVIL EMPIRE, the entire week was quite bad, the markets flew as they do every week, it has gained nearly 3,000 points in less than three fourths of a year, from mid 65’s to mid 93’s. The PHILLIES R LOSING A STRING OF GAME AFTER GAME AFTER GAME, and there is one FULL EVIL EMPIRE AFTER ANOTHER. THINGS R VERY VERY VERY FUCPING BAD. I believe the plan now is 2 either kill me or get me put into jail. Let me elaborate and tell U all what is going down, wand what my motherfucping counter plan is as no choice exists in the freaking matter any longer, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As U all should know, in 2006 somewhere, I began a blog on the website of www.blogger.com/ and learned how 2 go 2 a public local library and begin a blog 2 tell my life story, from a coworker and fellow security officer by the name of Christopher Bennett. Shortly thereafter, and while having lots of trouble, as well as being huge time hacked by low flying military scumbag aircraft directly over the fucping library, in total violation of my CIVIL RIGHTS, MY HUMAN RIGHTS, AND MY CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, BRA,!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Along came Ed Himacane, a nickname, the gods hellllllp me, huh Rose Shake? I’ll tell U, Jimmy tires and all, the symbols around me R screaming at 15 bells of sound pressure level, I am beyond deafened, how can U all B so tuned fucping out 2 all of this, how?????????????????? In the name of all that is unholy, holy, and in-between, please, just freaking tell this poor pathetic impiciles HOW!!!!!!!!?????TANKS!!!!!!! Anifreakingwho, lads, lassies, and Labrador Retrievers that speak human or dog and we will get back 2 this soon Jimmy Rock, Ed was always in the library, using his laptop and some NERO program that removes the EW macro vision that defeats their copying guard-protections, and making and downloading movies and music, but especially music. He was totally freaking obsesses with downloading every piece of country music ever written. I told him one day, UR supposed 2B a tomorrow dude, geek of geeks, mister computer man, inventor of things like stereo television long B4 it ever came out along with other things that he put together in this younger days, yet it does not jive up 2 me then YU need 2 have anything. It all is always out THERE in the CYBE. U wanna freaking hear Patsy Cline or red headed dish Reba Mack, go up and push a button, and your home theatre has it like the bitches R back alive and singing 2U right ion your damn living room, pretty good 4 this dark age circa. We need not take that any freaking further, right? He told me that he wanted 2 design a website 4 me so that my message that I was attempting 2 get out 2 the world would have a better chance, but he was not an expert in this and was definitely not some great webmaster, which was what I really needed, but he talked me into agreeing at a price 4 him 2 do it and we mutually arrived at a buck fifty, and he did it, and it was called, www.morianity-foundation.com/ and U all should know about this as well, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Long story short, Eddie never told me he was on Meagan’s Law 4 being a convicted child sex offender. Also he was living in a rooming house down the road from the town’s local library, owned by our own slumlord and pal, Judge Frank Raso. Now his upstairs neighbors, both them as well as Eddie being relatively new 2 the building, he had come from the Ancora Veteran’s Haven in Winslow a few miles 2 the west, and Dawn and Ann King had come from either Atlantic city or I believe some other place in Hammonton that Dawn and Chicky tore apart in a bad fight that they had and were all thrown out of. None of these seemingly isolated and random events were unconnected by cosmic forces, this is how advanced “MOGOSP” ® systems R programmed 2 operate, and super advanced travelers with these programs and machines powerful; enough 2 run them, needing peta-bytes, so forget it yet, and all of these seemingly impossible ranting episodes of Mountainpen R all indeed within the totally believable realm and spectrum of sanity and reality, so screw the psychiatric world that calls me a paranoid delusional skitsofrenik with grandeeos delusions. How I fucping only wish this was the truth, BRO. I would seek the medical help that I supposedly need and B medicated and counseled and within a year or so, get 2 freaking live a totally And perfectly normal life, which is all I would really freaking like 2 do anyway, BR. Now pressing on a bit further, we go 2 this.
I am beyond flabbergasted that the street and the evil empire did not semi short term collapse when I told the world that I finally have gotten onto TIMELESS SATELLIANS being in fact one and the same thing as THAT FAMILY OF 1970. This totally Elmer Fudd Wabbit Whaaaaaaa BWOWS MY MWIND, BWA!!!!!!!!!!!! But no prob yo, because now as Jack McCoy would so adequately put it on the TV show Law & Order, it has all been taken out of my hands players. Now it is MAURY POVICH TIME, Howdy freaking Doody. If I am made 2B the laughing stock of the pwanet Elmer, then so B it, but if not, well, need I say a lot more Mister George Strait? CI am used 2 being mocked and scoffed at, but when I prove this MAYAN thing, and how that family has literally kidnapped my life and commandeered it 4 their sick and sinister evil purposes, shirt will fly without fans, and this world will spin off into a new orbit, straight 4 hell. If U think out there in CYBE, that I am goanna mother fucping just sit here and surrender and give up my life 4 all these diseased WOMO-TAWFITE SCUMSLEAZEDISEASES, then U all got another thought coming your way at C squared, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway moving ahead, 3 days ago or 4 or whatever, Ed was taken out of his trailer in handcuffs and led away 2 jail. I do not know exactly all of the details and I weelwee don’t freaking wanna know either. Roger Carey and I were supposed 2 meet at the tobacco shop on the 18th of August. Rog, now I am going 2B in court, so ‘SOMEONE OR SOMETHING’ knew about our deal and the exact date, I did not say boo, so pweeeeeze don’t mix me up with your cuz’s backup vox peeps, I said nothing, somehow one of the mighty SHATNER entities obviously found out and screwed with us, so I will not B there, leave another not buddy 4 another time later on in the month, BRO. Ann wants 2B there the day he goes up B4 the judge, and that is Karge day, or a Karge-12th, U know about this RC. My daughter played a terrible joke on me, and her system collapsed and she laughed and thought it was funny, and then told me that she would tell me how this E-Bay system of hers works.
If Morianity Project is a symbol of future DNA proofs, I wonder if Pwanet Earth is ready 4 a shake up the size of a Richter 14 quake. Also if MP denies my request, well, then that as usual, also speaks 4 itself. Here is your chance 2B Oprah’s replacement bud, can U freaking handle it?
Both my parents came 2 me a few nights ago and we were sitting at one of my dad’s bright green diner booths in Akoslem city, the capitol city of Ricktown on the Astral Plane, and I told my dad that his bourbon wing days at the Ricktown Manor were forever over, unless the bastard coughed up a really super powerful roulette system 4 me that would not collapse when as new botulism Dow Jones curve would pop up each freaking time,. And also as well, not screw up and lose during what I call the 2 hour weekly waterloo. Out of the 168 hours in the week, the hours between 6 and 8 in the moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, on Saturday morning’s R impossible 2 win times 4 me, and only a system that will win 4 me during my waterloo 2hour time will IB willing 2 accept, otherwise, take your shirt and get the hell out of my Bourbon Wing at the manor. Well, I think he gave me a knock out thing that even my mighty youngest gene-daut from Julia White’s cream-freezer-saver used the second time 2 impregnate herself, count not manage 2 give me. I knew there was a reason Y she made me fucping totally forget that I ever took that August 1968 trip up to 175 Peninsula drive, Babylon, Long Island, New York, there was no way I just totally forgot this all these years and then suddenly remembered it in 2009, like POOF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lots of New Jersey State Police troopers R protecting me this weekend, I am seeing an extreme abundance of trooper cars passing my job site, PTL, Pat R. Well, maybe ol’ freaking Pat is fucping hacking out my hurricanes, as 4 basically three years now, something is totally hacking the power of my Magnetic Gloria Sound Machine. I will never know Y some enemies R so susceptible 2 its punitation sequencing control, while others can breeze by endlessly unscaved by it at all, it weelwee bwows my tiny fweaking mind wabbit, whaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!! Oh the fucping shirt I could say if I ever felt totally safe and protected enough, but these bastard scum can hurt me in Elizabeth Montgomery endless possible ways, huh Darren Bewitched Stevens???????????????????????????
END OF THE BLOG, but so freaking much more is yet 2 freaking cum, JW!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, August 7, 2009
BLOG THIRTEEN-MMLJ
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG #13”
5:39 PM Friday evening on 7 August, in 2K9
START OF BLOG:
TOLD U GINA, TOLD U GINA, TOLD U GINA, MARKET UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, WEEK AFTER WEEKM AFTER WEEK AFTER WEEK, DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY, AND I TOLD ALL OF MY BLOGGING AUDIENCE AS WELL OR (BLOGAUD) 4 SHORT, how’ve U been giant Gina, come C me if U get a chance, here on 13th in Blueberryville. AS LONG AS THEY HAVE ME 2 ENDLESSLY PERSECUTE, THE DOW WILL BE BULLISH AND UP, sand this has been an ongoing nightmare game and personal fucking hell 4 me 4 exactly 23 years now, right coming up on the day. Despite this, my daughter’s system produced another 6 units 4 me playing paper roulette. Many hacks and bugs and worms r in this fucking computer again, there is no beating JULIA WHITE OR HER MILLIONTH FUCKING COUNCIL. I tried and tried other things and other ways, now I plan 2 revert 2 the old plan, General hospital notwithstanding, I PLAN 2 CONTACT FUCKING MAYRY POVICH 4 A DNA TEST. Enough is fucking enough. The word document hacks R all nasty, but the sickest is the fucking with the words hack, playing cute and acting as though I am typing in that I live in an outhouse and 10 other things just as nasty and sick if U study my last posted fucking blog. They think this is all so funny, and do not C the truth that they R nothing but lowlife total scum times ten 2 any rip off power of the Briggbase CULT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHEN THIS FUCKING DISEASE SHORTED OUT THE HOUSE ELECTRICAL SUYSTEM AND STOPPED ME FROM WEATCHING MY TV SHJOW LAST NIGHT, THE ,MARKET GOING WAY UP TODAY WAS A GUARANTEED FUCKING SHOE-IN 4 THIS SQUAT LICKING FILTH.
Any science lab that wants 2 laugh this off and scoff at me, it is U that does not know your onions, not me. I got a message through 2 the residents of TIMELESS SATELLITE, far in the future, it is all real, and this is Y this entire nightmare is all occurring around me. I AM EXPECTING A TRUE FUCKING HELLISH WEEKEND AT MY JOB. I AM THINKING OF ATTEMPTING A MASS MURDER SUICIDE. MY MURDERER IS JULIA WHITE, THE QUEEN OF THE MAYANS. READ MY BOOK FROM 1994, THE PERMISSION BARRIER.
Laugh all U want, but nobody in the entire world can B in their early teens and just come up with a ‘thought’ out of nowhere, 2 build this thing as well as a wild and fantastic method of getting the loot together. I have living witnesses 2 this day that have not yet been murdered by the mighty MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, that would under legal oath B indeed FORCED 2 TESTIUFY that the things I say now R all true, way back in fucking time. These persons named on blogs have no way of explaining what they did 2 me and Y on any normal waking world level, it would literally cause the world 2 totally collapse. So Y DID I think up TS and the wild way of getting 100 meg$ by ninety? Simple VT-TECK SEMPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Vely-vely-vely semple Mister John Colorado Henningsen. I DIDN’T. I did not run a phony tape with 2 changed voices in 1979 that brought the mighty DONALD TRUMP from phase 4 Astral reality into this world, and I did not do other things we need not make mention of on this blog 4 right now. So what phase 4 being USED me 2 bring all of this about then, BRA??????????????????????????? This is what blog 14 will really begin delving into, so if anything happens 2 me and I do not get both 2 my job and back home in the moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, successfully and in one freaking ass hoe piece, my murderers have all been previously listed, and they also murdered my hacking ‘other’ mother GRACE MOHR, and my friend DAVID C. ROTH.-------------------------------------END OF BLOG, BRO!!!!!!!! But is this my OTHER MOTHER from Minnesota, USAESMWHG? When I contacted the Social Security Office 2 report this fraud or WHATEVBER, they dismissed it and wanted no parts of it. She is either alive there at nearly 89 years of age 4 the gods only fucking know what reason, or else other even more sinister possibilities R out there in the misty fogs of the Chromwell, with one or 2 gees. The abductions of the millions of kids or however many, now living on my TS, the biological experiments, and take all of this shit and mix it now with THAT-FAMILY and me, and a brand new science needs 2B in vented if this human race wants 2 even think about surviving as they used 2B. None of us R what we were, this world is altering at the speed of fucking light and it is just going past everybody like a sharp knife through hot butter. THAT’S ALL, WHAAA.
5:39 PM Friday evening on 7 August, in 2K9
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TOLD U GINA, TOLD U GINA, TOLD U GINA, MARKET UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, WEEK AFTER WEEKM AFTER WEEK AFTER WEEK, DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY, AND I TOLD ALL OF MY BLOGGING AUDIENCE AS WELL OR (BLOGAUD) 4 SHORT, how’ve U been giant Gina, come C me if U get a chance, here on 13th in Blueberryville. AS LONG AS THEY HAVE ME 2 ENDLESSLY PERSECUTE, THE DOW WILL BE BULLISH AND UP, sand this has been an ongoing nightmare game and personal fucking hell 4 me 4 exactly 23 years now, right coming up on the day. Despite this, my daughter’s system produced another 6 units 4 me playing paper roulette. Many hacks and bugs and worms r in this fucking computer again, there is no beating JULIA WHITE OR HER MILLIONTH FUCKING COUNCIL. I tried and tried other things and other ways, now I plan 2 revert 2 the old plan, General hospital notwithstanding, I PLAN 2 CONTACT FUCKING MAYRY POVICH 4 A DNA TEST. Enough is fucking enough. The word document hacks R all nasty, but the sickest is the fucking with the words hack, playing cute and acting as though I am typing in that I live in an outhouse and 10 other things just as nasty and sick if U study my last posted fucking blog. They think this is all so funny, and do not C the truth that they R nothing but lowlife total scum times ten 2 any rip off power of the Briggbase CULT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHEN THIS FUCKING DISEASE SHORTED OUT THE HOUSE ELECTRICAL SUYSTEM AND STOPPED ME FROM WEATCHING MY TV SHJOW LAST NIGHT, THE ,MARKET GOING WAY UP TODAY WAS A GUARANTEED FUCKING SHOE-IN 4 THIS SQUAT LICKING FILTH.
Any science lab that wants 2 laugh this off and scoff at me, it is U that does not know your onions, not me. I got a message through 2 the residents of TIMELESS SATELLITE, far in the future, it is all real, and this is Y this entire nightmare is all occurring around me. I AM EXPECTING A TRUE FUCKING HELLISH WEEKEND AT MY JOB. I AM THINKING OF ATTEMPTING A MASS MURDER SUICIDE. MY MURDERER IS JULIA WHITE, THE QUEEN OF THE MAYANS. READ MY BOOK FROM 1994, THE PERMISSION BARRIER.
Laugh all U want, but nobody in the entire world can B in their early teens and just come up with a ‘thought’ out of nowhere, 2 build this thing as well as a wild and fantastic method of getting the loot together. I have living witnesses 2 this day that have not yet been murdered by the mighty MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, that would under legal oath B indeed FORCED 2 TESTIUFY that the things I say now R all true, way back in fucking time. These persons named on blogs have no way of explaining what they did 2 me and Y on any normal waking world level, it would literally cause the world 2 totally collapse. So Y DID I think up TS and the wild way of getting 100 meg$ by ninety? Simple VT-TECK SEMPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Vely-vely-vely semple Mister John Colorado Henningsen. I DIDN’T. I did not run a phony tape with 2 changed voices in 1979 that brought the mighty DONALD TRUMP from phase 4 Astral reality into this world, and I did not do other things we need not make mention of on this blog 4 right now. So what phase 4 being USED me 2 bring all of this about then, BRA??????????????????????????? This is what blog 14 will really begin delving into, so if anything happens 2 me and I do not get both 2 my job and back home in the moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, successfully and in one freaking ass hoe piece, my murderers have all been previously listed, and they also murdered my hacking ‘other’ mother GRACE MOHR, and my friend DAVID C. ROTH.-------------------------------------END OF BLOG, BRO!!!!!!!! But is this my OTHER MOTHER from Minnesota, USAESMWHG? When I contacted the Social Security Office 2 report this fraud or WHATEVBER, they dismissed it and wanted no parts of it. She is either alive there at nearly 89 years of age 4 the gods only fucking know what reason, or else other even more sinister possibilities R out there in the misty fogs of the Chromwell, with one or 2 gees. The abductions of the millions of kids or however many, now living on my TS, the biological experiments, and take all of this shit and mix it now with THAT-FAMILY and me, and a brand new science needs 2B in vented if this human race wants 2 even think about surviving as they used 2B. None of us R what we were, this world is altering at the speed of fucking light and it is just going past everybody like a sharp knife through hot butter. THAT’S ALL, WHAAA.
blog 12
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG #12”
2:24 PM on Friday, August 7th, 2K9
Start of blog:
This blog will pertain 2 anyone reading along from the original 1995 Morianity cassette taped project began at Highview Apartments in Williamstown New Jersey, by me, and while still in good terms with and in direct contact with Ron Wirtz, at the Camden county Prosecutor’s Office, and will pertain also 2 anyone right here and now on the internet reading the blogs of Mountainpen, all of them, where it ends up as a continuation of my life journal that began in 1983 around the first of February, and then later in the summer of 1997, was merged together with the Morianity-Project, so 2 speak, actually, it all just sort of got around 2 happening, BRA. There R a few persons with the sufficient amount of wisdom, B it whether they r in agreement or disagreement with me not being pertinent nor relevant 2 my present point, who I absolutely know that they now know that I totally know the full story of what is going on with my entire nearly 55 years of life here as the present waking life “me”. Last night someone or something that owns and totally controls the world that I know as 3 distant entities that R all under one reality, the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, THE MAYAN WAKING WORLD BRIGGBASE COLONISTS, and the SUBTERRANIANS. Whenever U have a spinning hot spherical object that is filled with metallic atomic elemental structures, a reality in the realm of G-FORCE is all powerfully connected in more ways that ever could B spoken of in this one single tiny blogging work, let alone volumes of mighty encyclopedias. I have told how basically a BRIGGER PRODUCED TELEVISION MOVIE called the TRUMAN STORY admits that they all really know or at least fully suspect, that we all R indeed being watched and sort of as a late night powerful ASTRAL PLANE ENTERTAINMENT NETWORK, and all 4 the amusement of watching the little bugs crawling around and getting mind blowingly entertained. But there is a small addition that needs 2B isolated and elaborated upon, if I can possibly finds a way 2 so this, and despite being highly warned (MWE) by THEM, not 2 blog the details in any way of this true and beyond fantastic and outlandish story. This addition is small in the grand scheme of much larger totalities involved in what may thought of somewhat as cosmic quantities, (Mafia Warning Equivalent). In no way when I use the word mafia is this neat 2 bring in any nationality organized crime syndicates, nor meant as any disrespect 2 any of the families that the global authorities may in fact think of some of them as, but as merely a way 4 me 2 try so feebly 2 describe my necessary point herein. Hence I will B using the term of MWE.
B4 we do move on into this brand new territory of coming right out and telling what I now perceive 2B totally happening around me in present waking body and life over the past nearly 55 years now, I am going 2 speak in general about my week and also today, this [present Friday, present only in the now moment while I type this, and not if UR reading these words 3 years from now somewhere on a Wednesday evening. I am going 2B needing either a new mouse or a new mouse pad, or perhaps both over at the local Wal-Mart store next week, and if that does not stop this new problem that lately I am experiencing, then I will show this 2 our landlord when he comes later on this month, an active agent in the Federal Bureau of Investigation or the FBI, BRO. When U know that U have done nothing wrong and thereby U have absolutely nothing 2 hide, it is a feeling that many cannot share ass they look over their shoulders 4 some officer or agency 2 get them on some criminal act, and I have committed none, and can breath easy and sleep well, or maybe I could if I ever can get my old mother fucping life back which is starting 2 appear now 2 me as a very dismal prospect, BRO. THEY GOT ME, no Military Police, but they got me, and the circa is more than symbolism, 2 me. Speaking of shirt like this, local town scumbag trash enemies have gone 2 somewhat major lengths recently 2 put many JIMMY dirt ball trucks all over town, parked in spots that they know with certainty that I am bound 2C in my mandatory drives with the KING CLAN every day. They got me on a recent prior blog and used PAEM-PIE tool number E-4 making me forget 2 end a sentence and tell U that another JIMMIE scum bag truck,. WUITH A DIRT BALL RTIRE on the back, got me again this week, and now 4 two solid weeks back 2 back, these mother fucping murk cough enemies R on a major roll right now 2 end my existence as MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN/MARK MOHR, what the truck’s in a name anyway, Mizz Rose Shakespeare?????????????????????????? It is constant now, just driving over 2 Wal-Mart a while back where I ran into Joe King, Dawn’s brother, they R all over like flies on liquid excrement. This is also what JIMMY TRUCKS R, so as Dave Roth would say and I’ll freaking quote the late or maybe not so late dude, this is all merely “water seeking its own level”. How I fucping miss hearing him say that almost on a daily basis, BR!!!!!!!!! Joe is not doing 2 good, move over Joe, I’m not either, and that lovely family of yours is part of the equation in ways that my worst nightmares never even dared 2 go 2 until just the past couple of days and nights, and I will return here in a moment. Planes and chemtrails R bad, health attacks R bad, ground attacks and many motor trash cycles all over R bad, it is very bad and the siege on me by WOMO-TASWF is gargantuan. Somebody out there did not want me 2C the TV show “The Mentalist” last night, and went way out of their way 2 use numerous powerful technologies that once not all that long ago I would just marvel at like being at 50 Vegas magic acts all at the same time, but now ARDRA RODDENBERRY, I know better than 2C these filthy diseased trash as awesome gods, they R rotten power hungry infinitely bored epitome of shirt bags, BRO, and that’s all they R and ever were and will B, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Suddenly at 1 minute shy of ten last night, the power went off in different parts of the house, some stayed on, some flickered, some alternated, it was like nothing I bad ever seen in my life on this side of a Hollywood/Briggbase produced television screen, babe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A utility crew got here at around 2 this morning and managed after an hour give or take, 2 restore the normal electrical system of the house. I was told that a neutral line from the street pole carrying Diana or (electricity), was dysfunctional as R those living in the house, and actually had turned white in the tree limbs, so they cut out some tree limbs, shut down power, strung a new wire 4 Diana’s flowing electrons 2 travel through leading2 out house transformer that coils down the power 2 usable Pat Robertson 100 or 200 amp service leading into the basement utility breaker box. Cool tapes Pat old buddy, I never forgot them, especially the ones where U ordered the hurricanes not 2 come through your Virginia Beach area, yo player, cool. The unenlightened C all this as normal wear and tear and me as some diseased lunatic with delusions of grandeur, HA, ‘dream on’ everybody, I know differently. The Dick Levy Mom’s Boyfriend Dark Shadows Forbidden Episode Syndrome, is indeed what kicked in here last night, or the (DLMBDSFES) BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When THEY don’t want U2C or know something, THEY WILL SRTOP U, and U can doubt this truth all U want out there, blind leading the blind!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When the deaf can speak 2 each other without signing, then I will B open minded that I am the one that needs 2 reexamine things, and not until.
I will super abridge and nutshell this, and many following blogs will move it along at a pace that hopefully will B follow able by the readership and blogaud. Here goes. No youngster between 13 and 16 years of age, not in a million trillion, quintillion years, by his own self and without some wild intervention, would ever come up with the concept and idea as well as the detailed plans 4 actually accomplishing such a bizarre mission, of something that some of U loyal followers of this blogging on the website of www.blogger.com/ know a little about all ready and perhaps R hungry 2 learn more about it and U will, and right now, my project called the “TIMELESS-SATELLITE”. More still, the plan of amassing and accumulating an extremely large sum of money 2 pull it off, and even a way 2 pull it off in the computer dark ages next 2 right now, the seventies and eighties, using tractor trailer sized mobile mainframes, and the longwinded all ready blogged plans 4 bringing this entire wild project into freaking fruition, BRO!!!!! Built into this was a way 2 cool and totally ass awesome plan 2 operate this through the 5th dimension, long B4I ever knew what the 5th dimension was outside of this really cool and luscious looking chick named Marilyn McCoo. I wanted the residents of TS, 2 come back through time itself and get me, and take me 2 my own creation, even though by doing this, how would I have created it 2 begin with, U know, the old fashioned and totally worn out sci-fi Mike Fox Back 2 The Future lamebrain syndrome of time travel effecting causality, and without knowledge of hyperspace and its effects on time and space itself, this would seemingly B a total impossibility. Mrs. Marola knew the entire story and when I told her, she was eager 2 learn more and more, back in 1969. She was fascinated the day she brought her friend Miss America 2 the school and I was not interested in meeting her and told her so. She told me it was time 2 act like a man and become attracted 2 women. I was all ready attracted 2 women and just did not outwardly display my emotions 2 persons in the world who I believed it was just none of their damn business about my personal life. I was not the open book me that I am, today, as now I’ll tell anyone whatever they wanna know about my nightmare circumstances and this beyond surreal nightmare life. She was however amazingly fascinated with my slogan that I had made up and said time and time again, about the year when the needed monies were 2B amassed and 2 years later, I would then have the project completed and B forever away from Earth, 1992. Well, the end of time and the starting of Timeless-Satellite, and the mighty Donna knows only 2 well, did not happen the way it was all meant 2, but baby-love, huger things than this happened, and indeed, the satellite was created, and by me, another me, many other me’s in fact, throughout hyperspace. But instead of coming back 2 help me get there, 50 million or so years from now, the residents, who long B4 that, installed an inner propulsion system, and moved it far out into intergalactic space, along with a fusion reactor used 4 their sun, and even a large meteor shaped and designed and also blasted out in as field travel wave, 2B its moon so the oceans would have tides, and other Earthly similarities would develop. This family of TS, the MAYAHNS that U all on this planet know about, did come back in many dimensions of the hyperspace, and in the one I was in here, they had mother plans 4 me. They also had many plans 4 others since the forties, and what Julia White did 2 me after hypnotizing me in Babylon, is not new by the technological standards of today, she made me do nothing against my will, every boy in puberty would desire 2 screw a lovely older woman, let’s get real here peeps, this is a real situation and it is not 4 the faint freaking hearted either BRO, and she had a freezer box the size of a wristwatch carry case, no puns intended byt oh those symbols do scream at times and very loudly, but this is the way it all went down. Other parts of me may B running around following episodes of her Paula King persona, but that is totally another topic. I wanted this powerful satellite, and the future residents of it when super advanced, 2 find me on Earth, and come back 4 me, but they had other plans. Perception? Yes, it is a powerful thing 2 develop properly,. And this is just the opening of stuff that is gonna turn this world on its ear, and I will find bigger ways than blogging on 4 internet sites, 2 get the truth of all of this out 2 the human race, bet on that one, ROG. I do not want 2 commandeer a vehicle and dissect it, U just want 2 find a vehicle and know they follow me around. What U need 2 do is tell all the clan that now UI am onto the entire thing, and have no intentions of playing games in hyperspace this fucping dangerous. As far as I am concerned right now, when we meet up in about 2 weeks, U can have the damn fly. It was your peeps that dropped it down on me ast the Wood anyway, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END OF BLOG:
2:24 PM on Friday, August 7th, 2K9
Start of blog:
This blog will pertain 2 anyone reading along from the original 1995 Morianity cassette taped project began at Highview Apartments in Williamstown New Jersey, by me, and while still in good terms with and in direct contact with Ron Wirtz, at the Camden county Prosecutor’s Office, and will pertain also 2 anyone right here and now on the internet reading the blogs of Mountainpen, all of them, where it ends up as a continuation of my life journal that began in 1983 around the first of February, and then later in the summer of 1997, was merged together with the Morianity-Project, so 2 speak, actually, it all just sort of got around 2 happening, BRA. There R a few persons with the sufficient amount of wisdom, B it whether they r in agreement or disagreement with me not being pertinent nor relevant 2 my present point, who I absolutely know that they now know that I totally know the full story of what is going on with my entire nearly 55 years of life here as the present waking life “me”. Last night someone or something that owns and totally controls the world that I know as 3 distant entities that R all under one reality, the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, THE MAYAN WAKING WORLD BRIGGBASE COLONISTS, and the SUBTERRANIANS. Whenever U have a spinning hot spherical object that is filled with metallic atomic elemental structures, a reality in the realm of G-FORCE is all powerfully connected in more ways that ever could B spoken of in this one single tiny blogging work, let alone volumes of mighty encyclopedias. I have told how basically a BRIGGER PRODUCED TELEVISION MOVIE called the TRUMAN STORY admits that they all really know or at least fully suspect, that we all R indeed being watched and sort of as a late night powerful ASTRAL PLANE ENTERTAINMENT NETWORK, and all 4 the amusement of watching the little bugs crawling around and getting mind blowingly entertained. But there is a small addition that needs 2B isolated and elaborated upon, if I can possibly finds a way 2 so this, and despite being highly warned (MWE) by THEM, not 2 blog the details in any way of this true and beyond fantastic and outlandish story. This addition is small in the grand scheme of much larger totalities involved in what may thought of somewhat as cosmic quantities, (Mafia Warning Equivalent). In no way when I use the word mafia is this neat 2 bring in any nationality organized crime syndicates, nor meant as any disrespect 2 any of the families that the global authorities may in fact think of some of them as, but as merely a way 4 me 2 try so feebly 2 describe my necessary point herein. Hence I will B using the term of MWE.
B4 we do move on into this brand new territory of coming right out and telling what I now perceive 2B totally happening around me in present waking body and life over the past nearly 55 years now, I am going 2 speak in general about my week and also today, this [present Friday, present only in the now moment while I type this, and not if UR reading these words 3 years from now somewhere on a Wednesday evening. I am going 2B needing either a new mouse or a new mouse pad, or perhaps both over at the local Wal-Mart store next week, and if that does not stop this new problem that lately I am experiencing, then I will show this 2 our landlord when he comes later on this month, an active agent in the Federal Bureau of Investigation or the FBI, BRO. When U know that U have done nothing wrong and thereby U have absolutely nothing 2 hide, it is a feeling that many cannot share ass they look over their shoulders 4 some officer or agency 2 get them on some criminal act, and I have committed none, and can breath easy and sleep well, or maybe I could if I ever can get my old mother fucping life back which is starting 2 appear now 2 me as a very dismal prospect, BRO. THEY GOT ME, no Military Police, but they got me, and the circa is more than symbolism, 2 me. Speaking of shirt like this, local town scumbag trash enemies have gone 2 somewhat major lengths recently 2 put many JIMMY dirt ball trucks all over town, parked in spots that they know with certainty that I am bound 2C in my mandatory drives with the KING CLAN every day. They got me on a recent prior blog and used PAEM-PIE tool number E-4 making me forget 2 end a sentence and tell U that another JIMMIE scum bag truck,. WUITH A DIRT BALL RTIRE on the back, got me again this week, and now 4 two solid weeks back 2 back, these mother fucping murk cough enemies R on a major roll right now 2 end my existence as MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN/MARK MOHR, what the truck’s in a name anyway, Mizz Rose Shakespeare?????????????????????????? It is constant now, just driving over 2 Wal-Mart a while back where I ran into Joe King, Dawn’s brother, they R all over like flies on liquid excrement. This is also what JIMMY TRUCKS R, so as Dave Roth would say and I’ll freaking quote the late or maybe not so late dude, this is all merely “water seeking its own level”. How I fucping miss hearing him say that almost on a daily basis, BR!!!!!!!!! Joe is not doing 2 good, move over Joe, I’m not either, and that lovely family of yours is part of the equation in ways that my worst nightmares never even dared 2 go 2 until just the past couple of days and nights, and I will return here in a moment. Planes and chemtrails R bad, health attacks R bad, ground attacks and many motor trash cycles all over R bad, it is very bad and the siege on me by WOMO-TASWF is gargantuan. Somebody out there did not want me 2C the TV show “The Mentalist” last night, and went way out of their way 2 use numerous powerful technologies that once not all that long ago I would just marvel at like being at 50 Vegas magic acts all at the same time, but now ARDRA RODDENBERRY, I know better than 2C these filthy diseased trash as awesome gods, they R rotten power hungry infinitely bored epitome of shirt bags, BRO, and that’s all they R and ever were and will B, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Suddenly at 1 minute shy of ten last night, the power went off in different parts of the house, some stayed on, some flickered, some alternated, it was like nothing I bad ever seen in my life on this side of a Hollywood/Briggbase produced television screen, babe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A utility crew got here at around 2 this morning and managed after an hour give or take, 2 restore the normal electrical system of the house. I was told that a neutral line from the street pole carrying Diana or (electricity), was dysfunctional as R those living in the house, and actually had turned white in the tree limbs, so they cut out some tree limbs, shut down power, strung a new wire 4 Diana’s flowing electrons 2 travel through leading2 out house transformer that coils down the power 2 usable Pat Robertson 100 or 200 amp service leading into the basement utility breaker box. Cool tapes Pat old buddy, I never forgot them, especially the ones where U ordered the hurricanes not 2 come through your Virginia Beach area, yo player, cool. The unenlightened C all this as normal wear and tear and me as some diseased lunatic with delusions of grandeur, HA, ‘dream on’ everybody, I know differently. The Dick Levy Mom’s Boyfriend Dark Shadows Forbidden Episode Syndrome, is indeed what kicked in here last night, or the (DLMBDSFES) BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When THEY don’t want U2C or know something, THEY WILL SRTOP U, and U can doubt this truth all U want out there, blind leading the blind!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When the deaf can speak 2 each other without signing, then I will B open minded that I am the one that needs 2 reexamine things, and not until.
I will super abridge and nutshell this, and many following blogs will move it along at a pace that hopefully will B follow able by the readership and blogaud. Here goes. No youngster between 13 and 16 years of age, not in a million trillion, quintillion years, by his own self and without some wild intervention, would ever come up with the concept and idea as well as the detailed plans 4 actually accomplishing such a bizarre mission, of something that some of U loyal followers of this blogging on the website of www.blogger.com/ know a little about all ready and perhaps R hungry 2 learn more about it and U will, and right now, my project called the “TIMELESS-SATELLITE”. More still, the plan of amassing and accumulating an extremely large sum of money 2 pull it off, and even a way 2 pull it off in the computer dark ages next 2 right now, the seventies and eighties, using tractor trailer sized mobile mainframes, and the longwinded all ready blogged plans 4 bringing this entire wild project into freaking fruition, BRO!!!!! Built into this was a way 2 cool and totally ass awesome plan 2 operate this through the 5th dimension, long B4I ever knew what the 5th dimension was outside of this really cool and luscious looking chick named Marilyn McCoo. I wanted the residents of TS, 2 come back through time itself and get me, and take me 2 my own creation, even though by doing this, how would I have created it 2 begin with, U know, the old fashioned and totally worn out sci-fi Mike Fox Back 2 The Future lamebrain syndrome of time travel effecting causality, and without knowledge of hyperspace and its effects on time and space itself, this would seemingly B a total impossibility. Mrs. Marola knew the entire story and when I told her, she was eager 2 learn more and more, back in 1969. She was fascinated the day she brought her friend Miss America 2 the school and I was not interested in meeting her and told her so. She told me it was time 2 act like a man and become attracted 2 women. I was all ready attracted 2 women and just did not outwardly display my emotions 2 persons in the world who I believed it was just none of their damn business about my personal life. I was not the open book me that I am, today, as now I’ll tell anyone whatever they wanna know about my nightmare circumstances and this beyond surreal nightmare life. She was however amazingly fascinated with my slogan that I had made up and said time and time again, about the year when the needed monies were 2B amassed and 2 years later, I would then have the project completed and B forever away from Earth, 1992. Well, the end of time and the starting of Timeless-Satellite, and the mighty Donna knows only 2 well, did not happen the way it was all meant 2, but baby-love, huger things than this happened, and indeed, the satellite was created, and by me, another me, many other me’s in fact, throughout hyperspace. But instead of coming back 2 help me get there, 50 million or so years from now, the residents, who long B4 that, installed an inner propulsion system, and moved it far out into intergalactic space, along with a fusion reactor used 4 their sun, and even a large meteor shaped and designed and also blasted out in as field travel wave, 2B its moon so the oceans would have tides, and other Earthly similarities would develop. This family of TS, the MAYAHNS that U all on this planet know about, did come back in many dimensions of the hyperspace, and in the one I was in here, they had mother plans 4 me. They also had many plans 4 others since the forties, and what Julia White did 2 me after hypnotizing me in Babylon, is not new by the technological standards of today, she made me do nothing against my will, every boy in puberty would desire 2 screw a lovely older woman, let’s get real here peeps, this is a real situation and it is not 4 the faint freaking hearted either BRO, and she had a freezer box the size of a wristwatch carry case, no puns intended byt oh those symbols do scream at times and very loudly, but this is the way it all went down. Other parts of me may B running around following episodes of her Paula King persona, but that is totally another topic. I wanted this powerful satellite, and the future residents of it when super advanced, 2 find me on Earth, and come back 4 me, but they had other plans. Perception? Yes, it is a powerful thing 2 develop properly,. And this is just the opening of stuff that is gonna turn this world on its ear, and I will find bigger ways than blogging on 4 internet sites, 2 get the truth of all of this out 2 the human race, bet on that one, ROG. I do not want 2 commandeer a vehicle and dissect it, U just want 2 find a vehicle and know they follow me around. What U need 2 do is tell all the clan that now UI am onto the entire thing, and have no intentions of playing games in hyperspace this fucping dangerous. As far as I am concerned right now, when we meet up in about 2 weeks, U can have the damn fly. It was your peeps that dropped it down on me ast the Wood anyway, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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