“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR #14”
8:18 AM on Sunday, August 9th, 2K9
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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!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
BLOG THIRTEEN-MMLJ
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, BLOG #13”
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.
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
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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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2:24 PM on Friday, August 7th, 2K9
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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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Wednesday, August 5, 2009
MARK MOHR LIFE JOURNAL BLOG ELEVEN
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR #11”
Wednesday at 5 of the clock, on August 5th, 2K9
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I fell under a nasty sky siege again today, and it has been loud planes since late Sunday night at work, and then right as the Dow Jones closing bell struck around 4 an hour ago, while driving back from taking a permission slip 4 revealing medical information belonging 2 Dawn King, 2 the town pharmacy, I suddenly saw huge chemtrailing just pop up out of freaking nowhere totally unmissable ahead of me and directly above me in the nasty skies of WOMO DISEASE SLEAZE. Shortly B4 that, a Muzak hit at the town Shoprite store with that lizard that I intend 2 personally squish the freaking life and breath out of someday, and other than this typical freaking bull shirt junk, nothing really wild and new, or put another way same old same old (SOSO). This can also double-bubble up as the SAME OLD SHIRTY OBNOXIOUSNESS. I can never stop wondering a simple and completely all powerful concept and idea, that put so simply a blind child with a severe toothache can get this, and that is, “Just what the truck would THEY do if they did not have me 2 play with all the freaking grass time”? This scares the bean-farts out of me because they have been so successfully amused by me 4 so long a period, that THEY know darn right smelly stinking rotten butt wiping well, that without me, THEY SIMPLY PUT, R JUST TOTALLY DONE, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So is this Y they have me on computer automated distance delay laser retrace from well up in the future where this technology exists as readily as ice cream does 4 all of us here in Misses Marola’s twenty oh nine. Yes WEIN stands 4 WHAT ELSE IS NEW, but again, it could quite easily double-bubble up 2B WICKED EVIL INFINITE NINNY. The only trouble is that it doesn’t, any more than Lennie McKinnon would not shoot U if U refused 2 run a red light over in Philadelphia in the summer time in the year 1980 should U happen 2B someone named Mark Wayne Mohr, and B employed in a Camden, New Jersey recording studio by the name of Recorded Publications Laboratory, or RPL, BRA. I know I sure as shirts ran that light, and if I ever wanted 2C the east side of Sigma Sound Studio I knew what business I needed 2 get done, and indeed I teecobbed, no spell checker, I did not telescoped. I Took-Care-Of-Business, BRA, ask Green if I’m off base here, a city cop like him if he were a real Manhattan dick would know, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No these dirt balls need me BRA, and this is Y there is no end 4 me, not now, not ever. This family that has literally entrapped me and gotten scott free away with it, is all being super cosmically protected by some gargantuan sized totally supernatural force. There is no doubt in my mind about one thing that I blog. If an error ever does come up, I retract, and I am man enough 2 say I am very sorry and was a total jerk off 4 printing something B4I knew better.
Since persecuting me is never gonna abate or really even ever lessen at all, fine baby ass love, let me compensate 4 that after I first compensate 4 the 2 Jane Stinkweeds attacks with the freaking clock. 555555555 and 555555555 and 55555555555555 and 5555555555555555555 and 55555555555555555555 is equal 2 GO SCREW YOURSELF JF. 2 straight weeks now the scumbag WOMO slime enemy, my own family, MY OWN MOTHER FUCKING FLESH AND FUCKING BLOOD, BRA, that has literally thrown me 2 the wolves in the late fifties and placed me as the 21st centuries only carrier on planet ass hole Earth of the mighty horrific HUNTINGTON CURSE, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And now 4 the other part of the compensation. Roger told me I can blog this and Y he gave me this permission is beyond me, but he said I can, so here I go, BRO. He wants 2 me3et at the tobacco store at a time naturally I am not 2 blog in case half of the newspaper sends togs out and this blog is taken more seriously by some than I may believe it 2B, but aniwho, he ways he wants me 2 bring my integrenitrizor horsefly, the GIFLY dropped on me from my aerial persecutors at the Haddonwood Health and Swim Club from back in 1996. He plans 2 take it out of the jar with some medical clamps and totally crush it, then place it under his foot and squish it like I intend fully someday 2 do 2 that miserable Geico Insurance worm. Then he is gonna place it back in the jar with the air holes, and if it really comes back 2 life, he is willing 2 put the full weight of his family behind commandeering an OTAMMIC vehicle, and dissecting it. Shades of Roswell, New Mexico does Mister Livingston presume?????????????????????? Hay these filthy ass pricks wanna war, fine, they will have a war. Who is gonna mess with MC4 crissake?????????????????????????????????????????????
Who knows, once this is done, quite a short term correction in the mighty DJIA could indeed result. Still, I know the reality of the great dude I now refer 2 as B. Wall. Yet friends and fiends out there in the Netlands, who is gonna mess with a top recording artist. This is gonna get real good, real quick, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Roger said finally 2 post this after 5 tonight, and it is 5:34 now, he says happy birthday Ann King Silva, 5th cuz 4 times removed. Hay, U said 2 post it 2 the world, I did. She says, “Please come over 4 a visit after the fly thing Rog”
BYE-BYE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS BLOG ENDS HERE, MMLJ-#11.
Wednesday at 5 of the clock, on August 5th, 2K9
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I fell under a nasty sky siege again today, and it has been loud planes since late Sunday night at work, and then right as the Dow Jones closing bell struck around 4 an hour ago, while driving back from taking a permission slip 4 revealing medical information belonging 2 Dawn King, 2 the town pharmacy, I suddenly saw huge chemtrailing just pop up out of freaking nowhere totally unmissable ahead of me and directly above me in the nasty skies of WOMO DISEASE SLEAZE. Shortly B4 that, a Muzak hit at the town Shoprite store with that lizard that I intend 2 personally squish the freaking life and breath out of someday, and other than this typical freaking bull shirt junk, nothing really wild and new, or put another way same old same old (SOSO). This can also double-bubble up as the SAME OLD SHIRTY OBNOXIOUSNESS. I can never stop wondering a simple and completely all powerful concept and idea, that put so simply a blind child with a severe toothache can get this, and that is, “Just what the truck would THEY do if they did not have me 2 play with all the freaking grass time”? This scares the bean-farts out of me because they have been so successfully amused by me 4 so long a period, that THEY know darn right smelly stinking rotten butt wiping well, that without me, THEY SIMPLY PUT, R JUST TOTALLY DONE, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So is this Y they have me on computer automated distance delay laser retrace from well up in the future where this technology exists as readily as ice cream does 4 all of us here in Misses Marola’s twenty oh nine. Yes WEIN stands 4 WHAT ELSE IS NEW, but again, it could quite easily double-bubble up 2B WICKED EVIL INFINITE NINNY. The only trouble is that it doesn’t, any more than Lennie McKinnon would not shoot U if U refused 2 run a red light over in Philadelphia in the summer time in the year 1980 should U happen 2B someone named Mark Wayne Mohr, and B employed in a Camden, New Jersey recording studio by the name of Recorded Publications Laboratory, or RPL, BRA. I know I sure as shirts ran that light, and if I ever wanted 2C the east side of Sigma Sound Studio I knew what business I needed 2 get done, and indeed I teecobbed, no spell checker, I did not telescoped. I Took-Care-Of-Business, BRA, ask Green if I’m off base here, a city cop like him if he were a real Manhattan dick would know, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No these dirt balls need me BRA, and this is Y there is no end 4 me, not now, not ever. This family that has literally entrapped me and gotten scott free away with it, is all being super cosmically protected by some gargantuan sized totally supernatural force. There is no doubt in my mind about one thing that I blog. If an error ever does come up, I retract, and I am man enough 2 say I am very sorry and was a total jerk off 4 printing something B4I knew better.
Since persecuting me is never gonna abate or really even ever lessen at all, fine baby ass love, let me compensate 4 that after I first compensate 4 the 2 Jane Stinkweeds attacks with the freaking clock. 555555555 and 555555555 and 55555555555555 and 5555555555555555555 and 55555555555555555555 is equal 2 GO SCREW YOURSELF JF. 2 straight weeks now the scumbag WOMO slime enemy, my own family, MY OWN MOTHER FUCKING FLESH AND FUCKING BLOOD, BRA, that has literally thrown me 2 the wolves in the late fifties and placed me as the 21st centuries only carrier on planet ass hole Earth of the mighty horrific HUNTINGTON CURSE, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And now 4 the other part of the compensation. Roger told me I can blog this and Y he gave me this permission is beyond me, but he said I can, so here I go, BRO. He wants 2 me3et at the tobacco store at a time naturally I am not 2 blog in case half of the newspaper sends togs out and this blog is taken more seriously by some than I may believe it 2B, but aniwho, he ways he wants me 2 bring my integrenitrizor horsefly, the GIFLY dropped on me from my aerial persecutors at the Haddonwood Health and Swim Club from back in 1996. He plans 2 take it out of the jar with some medical clamps and totally crush it, then place it under his foot and squish it like I intend fully someday 2 do 2 that miserable Geico Insurance worm. Then he is gonna place it back in the jar with the air holes, and if it really comes back 2 life, he is willing 2 put the full weight of his family behind commandeering an OTAMMIC vehicle, and dissecting it. Shades of Roswell, New Mexico does Mister Livingston presume?????????????????????? Hay these filthy ass pricks wanna war, fine, they will have a war. Who is gonna mess with MC4 crissake?????????????????????????????????????????????
Who knows, once this is done, quite a short term correction in the mighty DJIA could indeed result. Still, I know the reality of the great dude I now refer 2 as B. Wall. Yet friends and fiends out there in the Netlands, who is gonna mess with a top recording artist. This is gonna get real good, real quick, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Roger said finally 2 post this after 5 tonight, and it is 5:34 now, he says happy birthday Ann King Silva, 5th cuz 4 times removed. Hay, U said 2 post it 2 the world, I did. She says, “Please come over 4 a visit after the fly thing Rog”
BYE-BYE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS BLOG ENDS HERE, MMLJ-#11.
blog 10
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR #10”
11:47 am, Wednesday, August 5th, of 2009
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This summer is like no other, and the late nineteen-nineties only come close in comparative monstrous horrors that R surrounding me. I said close, but as the mighty smoker stick flinger of Tennessee Avenue might say when not creating Lawtronic Tablets, NO CIGAR. 4 the readers back in 1997, this is nothing up here that I can even hope 2 just get into and even with a smattering, attempt 2 say, OK, here’s what’s going the freak on. It just will not work. Please, I beg all of U, if U believe nothing else said in nearly 4 years of intense blogging that would tear the guts out of anyone else I no in the world, and certainly has torn mine out, then just believe that no nutshell and abridged version can catch the Haddonwood circa readers of this, up 2 where I am typing here in 2009. When I talk quite a lot recently, about puppets and puppeteers, this is never an excuse 4 anyone 2 say, “OK them it is cool if I happen 2 B Judas Iscariot, it ain’t my freaking fault”. Nothing could B closer 2 the epitome of a ton of mule shirt than assuming that, it utter bunk and total nonsense. He still was responsible 4 causing the death of myth ancestor a long time ago, and starting a family curse called by ME, the HUNTINGTON CURSE.
Last evening and all night long was hell. The Dow should manage 2 gain 200-600 points today and more than this by the end of this weeks’ session. This house here makes me long 2B back at the MARHOUSE. I did not have this drinking and monstrous behavior all around me every single week, and nearly on a daily basis. Dawn now believes what most of U out there do not as we all were taught the famous thing that if we C someone else jump off the I-Rule-The-Empire Building of Manhattan, that does not mean U should copy them. Dawn 4 quite a while is not in that mind set and no one can make her c the ridiculousness and folly of her ways. Every time her husband Chicky or Lewis Laines comes home a bit tipsy and feeling a bit 2 happy, she ‘punishes him’ by also running 2 a liquor store and from there, it escalates into a family equivalent of an international thermonuclear war. Since this began, my hell went from frying pan 3rd degree smack dab straight into an industrial furnace. No one likes being around out of control drunks, but this family is so bad that only supernatural powers R$ literally keeping it held together, just 4 the purpose of tormenting me, and making the stock market forever climb, their newest form of Mountainpen’s torture pinball box straight out of Dogtown. It seems that the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL and the great networked and linked up human families from the LAMBRIGGER CULT of the Astral Plane, have declared a never look back strategically war on me since the purple highlighted hair and MC in the Shoprite grocery store. The more I tell, 2 a limited tiny powerless audience that just basic ally thinks I am whack and fun 2 read, and that is all, is actually making my situation get worse. U could, or I could anyway, sort of ‘perceive’ this 2B a MWE, at the risk of exciting a silver Volvo driver from 1991 at Robin Hill in Voorhees Township, New Jersey, or this Roddenberry place called this. I may decide 2 let some of the puzzle lovers out here 2 figure out these abbreviated 3 letters. No. I just decided 2 tell U. It stands 4 and kiddingly so, but makes a very specific point IMHO, “Mafia Warning My point is that it is beyond coincidences and possibilities, provable mathematically in fact that these things R random occurrences. Just as it is not possible and this is powerful truth, 2 ever just have a real true random event occur. ALL RANDOM IS NOTHING BUT DISGUISED PATTERN. No one is running an intentional con job however. The sun 4 an example, is not trying 2 make us mere human 4 about 99+% of the time that humanity has been here in the world now, falsely believe that it revolves around us, up in the east and around and then down in the west. It could care less what we think about it or believe that it is doing. It is a nuclear life form and its job is part of hyper complex lawtronic systems that create through temperatures caused by fusion or hydrogen converted into helium abridged 2 an amateurish way of speaking on this topic, an element 2 come into being that has precise arrangements in it, and that this thing called humankind eventually gets around 2 knowing about and naming it CARBON. Still this is what a star like our sun is doing and is not involved at all in any subterfuge or con games with entities on some place 3 rocks downstream. Many things R seemingly set up as though they R almost there 2 intentionally fool us and run a huge carnie show on the human race, only none of this is even close 2 truth and reality. Randoms R not trying 2B randoms, nor R they trying 2 reveal their true patterns when totally and successfully unscrambled. As we all do, they merely exist, as they R, and doing whatever the hell it really is that they do. As Jim Rockford said 2 those 2 big dudes kicking his grass on that show “THE ROCKFORD FILES” from the early seventies, we can always get back 2 this, and as I will now say, and we will, but a bit later on.
Last evening I picked up Dawn in Egg Harbor City on Saint Lewis Avenue, not at Elisa and Joe King’s house on the other side, the northern side of the Route 30 White Horse Pike, and I was told 2 also take a minor child, 15 going on 40, back home with us. She supposedly had permission, but here I am the driver, the straight one of the bunch, Dawn is drunk, I have a pot smoking teenage girl in the back, and she stays here overnight smoking weed while Dawn drinks and more hell continues 2 break loose. This is beyond a dysfunctional family, it is a DFOS, just add “ON STEROIDS”. From now on, I am going 2 refer 2 and mention {THAT-FAMILY} as TF-70 or just DEEFOS, it is more pronounceable and U all know what I mean. This is a big teenager and I kept my door locked, and all night Dawn woke me banging on it, as she was trying 2 call the police on her drunken husband Chicky, as he had the truck out and she was worried he might get into a bad ax. Somehow the MILLINTH-COUNCIL did something 23 her telephone and all night long she could not get disconnected from the county 911 system, and when she would go 2 hang up, her phone would ring from them, and this went on 4 about 2 or 3 hours all through the early morning. All of Atlantic county Emergency Dispatch system must know about the KING family after today, what they do not know is what the media would freak over if I could ever prove it all. This leads me 2 ANOTHER BIG PERNT, ARCHIE QUEENS!!!!!!!! I OWE THE GOVERNOR OF NEW JERSEY AN OFFICIAL APOLOGY, the Honorable John Corzine. I was told by those who I believed were in the know and had the proper authority 2 tell me accurately, that all rebate property checks were cancelled this year. They were reduced 20 or 25% but I can understand that with the collapse of the economy, on a state level. The Briggbase resident human waking world counterparts, or the Entertainment Worlders, all have a huge plan that I will touch on, and they need their Man Obama 2B president 4 a full 8 years, and this is Y so many things R being done, and smart people know 2 things, one, what they all R, and two, that it would B near suicide 4 me 2 get into specifics on this blog with this. THEY KNOW, that is what counts. I guess now, they know that so do I. So back 2 Governor Corzine, my apologies 4 saying what I said, I was given false and misleading information by top people in the banking world, and that I should not have fully trusted, and B4I wrote anything, I should have triple checked all my facts, please accept my deepest apology today, governor, and boss, as I am a licensed SORA SO. The economy never collapsed other than on individual state levels. The United States is not running a con game either. They R legitimately misinformed. Congress and Senate persons R politicians and not banker’s. They cannot B expected 2 know all the business and bankers ins and outs and secrets. They can only go with balls that R thrown at them, and this includes our top dog and all of his staff and cabinet, President BO. Still, I did try 2 tell all of U in my blogs how horrible this clan of min e is, this WOMO disease. Now U have nothing left, and merely basically filled and lined pockets of those that were all ready beyond overflowing, and gave huge sums and saved huge jobs of persons that could have just retired off of their savings and investments without any assistance at all, and lived like kings and reigning emperors with plenty left over 2 freaking spare. Until the global union fixed scale is broken and a total collapse of this run away nut job financial con game is accomplished somehow, we will head into times and soon, where all of us will B slaves and masters, forget skin color and all that crap, it all will B the days of the Surfs and the Nobles again, and the surfs R not going around saying “dude” and carrying long water-boards. I was hoping our Man in office would c the truth of all this, but the BRIGGERS have another motive and goal and plan, long B4 the PC automation and these advanced programs ever surface I into our waking worlds. This plan is 2 keep him as a shoe-in 4 a total 8 year term, and the reasons R not bloggable 4 concerns 2 my personal safety. Also in this PERNT of Archie, I will conclude this without harping any further on the need 2 start all over again at zero and rebuild as opposed 2 salvaging an all ready controlled and manipulated evil system on Wall Street, and merely say that the complicated inner workings of our world of big-business, 2 quote the dude at the Camden County Prosecutor’s Office from early in the nineties, is beyond anyone not in the club. U might B saying 2 yourself now after just reading that past sentence, “gee, like duhh”, OK fine, screw DUHH, listen up now, YO. I still am a cousin in the WOMO clan and they have chosen me 2B the one after Huntington offed himself up north 50 years ago, 2B the next carrier of this horrendous disease that is indeed passed into the DNA and the gene pool, quite literally, and by means and ways that no ordinary waking human being can ever B permitted 2B privy 2. I have surface scratched the subjects of phase-4, exploratronics, the upline and downline larger part of the 5th dimensional hyperspace, the mental realm of the 6th-D, and the EWI or VOID INFINITY, lawtronics, and how it all works and behaves, as best as I have come 2 perceive this, in my 45 years of dealings with the Queen Mayan JULIA WHITE. Much of the fantastic and most gargantuan things R not gonna B all that provable unless U deicide that U wish 2 experience seeing these truths by developing the necessary perceptions 2 in fact do exactly that. However, some smaller things that R provable, have been taken 2 varying people and agencies in our system of supposed justice over the past quarter century, and I was introduced 2 a not so nice fellow, definitely related 2 the Christian Church’s devil and Satan, who I have assigned the name of Brick Wall 2, Mister B. Wall is impenetrable, and if U insist a B 2 much on getting your way and getting heard and getting real justice accomplished, U learn quickly and in a sudden wake up call kind of a way, that your head is softer than Mister Wall’s heads is, and U end up with a migraine headache and blood all over your face, and plenty of hospital bills and pain and on and on. All serious UFO researchers know that if any MORIANITY teachings that they have read about has truth and validity, it is this one, as it is something as Ed Himacane would say so well, that is happening 2 them. How Jesus also was disappointed when doubt was always the strongest feeling and emotion and thought processes of those around him. Well, I can live with the Ed Himacane Syndrome, but I do have a question of my Blogaud 4 those back here in twenty oh nine Misses Marola. It is a simple question. If validity is somewhere here in MORIANITY, Y can it not B in other places as well? Julia White had a real self a long time ago. Now I know that this entire thing, at the risk of collapsing the entire faith systems of the religious community, not by my words but by what I can indeed prove if Brick Wall was not in my way with his powerful shield of rock, and that is that indeed, exploratronics is behind Julia White. But it is also behind the other side of this game, my peeps, the little cult that grew so big over the ling years and centuries, that U all know as Christianity, BRA. What I know and what I can prove R apart by thoughtlines. Measuring distance in thoughtlines is not like measuring it in say 4 example parsecs or light years. It literally has no measurement in any numbers because the distance is that great, it is beyond any and all possible numbers. Does that blow any minds out there Geeks? But I can prove some way out things that would alter the way humankind lives on this Earth literally overnight. This is YYYYYYY a dude is there 2 stop me, by the name of B. WALL. It is Lawtronic in fact, but back in the Miss Blake AT&T days of the spring of 1983, I had no one pop up and come back and tell me this. I was operating and going with who and what I was then. Now I am going with now. The nineties also, was then. No Miss Blake, no one is trying 2 drive me crazy, and U need not wonder “whether they R or not”, 2 quote U so perfectly, and any Copyright Office Examiner can pull the tapes right now today, but, only that they have accomplished this mission quite totally successfully, up here in close 2 twenty ten Misses Marola. “Oh the letter M is in my name, both first and last 2 haunt my soul. The evil letters of their game, they own our lands and we pay their toll”. THEY is not the Japanese by the way, it is the BRIGGBASE CULTISTS ON THE ASTRAL PLANE, one third of the AWA, the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. Lyrics copyright 1983, ME. Thought U guys might dig the wartime sound EFX however, hoped U liked it, BRO, monster-ass huh. Please no fires, U lovely Alaskans. Jane Dirtwoods nailed me at one eleven this afternoon and also this moUUUUUUUUUUrning, BRA, just 2 show me a freaking digital representation of my endless HELL-FIRE. BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ready 4 the dog walking news pop-rots. Marcus and I were out the night B4 last walking Brownie, Dawn’s Yorkiepoo, and I noticed the mailbox across the street which is 4 our address, was slightly ajar, U know the part that opens, and yes, Colaman sent me a wild note. First Roger, I think UR the coolest dude in the world and I am neither mad at u or your we extremely talented cuz, BR. Thank U4 admitting the truth about the systems and that it was 2 show me major market moves, and no, I am not planning on day trading, not 4 a long time. All that is on my mind is going far off 2 the freaking FIJI islands where your cuz and her games cannot get at me anymore. Tell her THAT-BOY is not buying the shellfish thing, and I am not planning on being whale swallowed in the near future unless Jenny Johnson is planning one hell of another throw. Read my blog on what my hyperspace daughter gave me, it is really kicking butt, BRA!!!!!!!!!! Still, should I ever plan 2 re-attack the roulette tables dude, I will use the one long game play method. Right now, trading markets and playing casino games R about as far away from my mind as is becoming gay. Buddy, U hang in there, your cuz is doing real well with Lester and their new stuff, I do not keep up with any of it, and have given her cuz Dawn all the CD and music, I am out of this one, BRA. If the propulsion stuff is Y they R all so interested in me, tell them how I communicate with hyperspace and met my daughter and learned so much about many things. Still, I did not scratch a surface on blog 9 with the antigrav junk. There is stuff I have seen in the 24th century that people would go ape sugar 2 get their hands on now. Y would I wanna boost an economy that is trying 2 wipe me out and destroy me, ROG? BYE-BYE.
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11:47 am, Wednesday, August 5th, of 2009
Start of blog:
This summer is like no other, and the late nineteen-nineties only come close in comparative monstrous horrors that R surrounding me. I said close, but as the mighty smoker stick flinger of Tennessee Avenue might say when not creating Lawtronic Tablets, NO CIGAR. 4 the readers back in 1997, this is nothing up here that I can even hope 2 just get into and even with a smattering, attempt 2 say, OK, here’s what’s going the freak on. It just will not work. Please, I beg all of U, if U believe nothing else said in nearly 4 years of intense blogging that would tear the guts out of anyone else I no in the world, and certainly has torn mine out, then just believe that no nutshell and abridged version can catch the Haddonwood circa readers of this, up 2 where I am typing here in 2009. When I talk quite a lot recently, about puppets and puppeteers, this is never an excuse 4 anyone 2 say, “OK them it is cool if I happen 2 B Judas Iscariot, it ain’t my freaking fault”. Nothing could B closer 2 the epitome of a ton of mule shirt than assuming that, it utter bunk and total nonsense. He still was responsible 4 causing the death of myth ancestor a long time ago, and starting a family curse called by ME, the HUNTINGTON CURSE.
Last evening and all night long was hell. The Dow should manage 2 gain 200-600 points today and more than this by the end of this weeks’ session. This house here makes me long 2B back at the MARHOUSE. I did not have this drinking and monstrous behavior all around me every single week, and nearly on a daily basis. Dawn now believes what most of U out there do not as we all were taught the famous thing that if we C someone else jump off the I-Rule-The-Empire Building of Manhattan, that does not mean U should copy them. Dawn 4 quite a while is not in that mind set and no one can make her c the ridiculousness and folly of her ways. Every time her husband Chicky or Lewis Laines comes home a bit tipsy and feeling a bit 2 happy, she ‘punishes him’ by also running 2 a liquor store and from there, it escalates into a family equivalent of an international thermonuclear war. Since this began, my hell went from frying pan 3rd degree smack dab straight into an industrial furnace. No one likes being around out of control drunks, but this family is so bad that only supernatural powers R$ literally keeping it held together, just 4 the purpose of tormenting me, and making the stock market forever climb, their newest form of Mountainpen’s torture pinball box straight out of Dogtown. It seems that the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL and the great networked and linked up human families from the LAMBRIGGER CULT of the Astral Plane, have declared a never look back strategically war on me since the purple highlighted hair and MC in the Shoprite grocery store. The more I tell, 2 a limited tiny powerless audience that just basic ally thinks I am whack and fun 2 read, and that is all, is actually making my situation get worse. U could, or I could anyway, sort of ‘perceive’ this 2B a MWE, at the risk of exciting a silver Volvo driver from 1991 at Robin Hill in Voorhees Township, New Jersey, or this Roddenberry place called this. I may decide 2 let some of the puzzle lovers out here 2 figure out these abbreviated 3 letters. No. I just decided 2 tell U. It stands 4 and kiddingly so, but makes a very specific point IMHO, “Mafia Warning My point is that it is beyond coincidences and possibilities, provable mathematically in fact that these things R random occurrences. Just as it is not possible and this is powerful truth, 2 ever just have a real true random event occur. ALL RANDOM IS NOTHING BUT DISGUISED PATTERN. No one is running an intentional con job however. The sun 4 an example, is not trying 2 make us mere human 4 about 99+% of the time that humanity has been here in the world now, falsely believe that it revolves around us, up in the east and around and then down in the west. It could care less what we think about it or believe that it is doing. It is a nuclear life form and its job is part of hyper complex lawtronic systems that create through temperatures caused by fusion or hydrogen converted into helium abridged 2 an amateurish way of speaking on this topic, an element 2 come into being that has precise arrangements in it, and that this thing called humankind eventually gets around 2 knowing about and naming it CARBON. Still this is what a star like our sun is doing and is not involved at all in any subterfuge or con games with entities on some place 3 rocks downstream. Many things R seemingly set up as though they R almost there 2 intentionally fool us and run a huge carnie show on the human race, only none of this is even close 2 truth and reality. Randoms R not trying 2B randoms, nor R they trying 2 reveal their true patterns when totally and successfully unscrambled. As we all do, they merely exist, as they R, and doing whatever the hell it really is that they do. As Jim Rockford said 2 those 2 big dudes kicking his grass on that show “THE ROCKFORD FILES” from the early seventies, we can always get back 2 this, and as I will now say, and we will, but a bit later on.
Last evening I picked up Dawn in Egg Harbor City on Saint Lewis Avenue, not at Elisa and Joe King’s house on the other side, the northern side of the Route 30 White Horse Pike, and I was told 2 also take a minor child, 15 going on 40, back home with us. She supposedly had permission, but here I am the driver, the straight one of the bunch, Dawn is drunk, I have a pot smoking teenage girl in the back, and she stays here overnight smoking weed while Dawn drinks and more hell continues 2 break loose. This is beyond a dysfunctional family, it is a DFOS, just add “ON STEROIDS”. From now on, I am going 2 refer 2 and mention {THAT-FAMILY} as TF-70 or just DEEFOS, it is more pronounceable and U all know what I mean. This is a big teenager and I kept my door locked, and all night Dawn woke me banging on it, as she was trying 2 call the police on her drunken husband Chicky, as he had the truck out and she was worried he might get into a bad ax. Somehow the MILLINTH-COUNCIL did something 23 her telephone and all night long she could not get disconnected from the county 911 system, and when she would go 2 hang up, her phone would ring from them, and this went on 4 about 2 or 3 hours all through the early morning. All of Atlantic county Emergency Dispatch system must know about the KING family after today, what they do not know is what the media would freak over if I could ever prove it all. This leads me 2 ANOTHER BIG PERNT, ARCHIE QUEENS!!!!!!!! I OWE THE GOVERNOR OF NEW JERSEY AN OFFICIAL APOLOGY, the Honorable John Corzine. I was told by those who I believed were in the know and had the proper authority 2 tell me accurately, that all rebate property checks were cancelled this year. They were reduced 20 or 25% but I can understand that with the collapse of the economy, on a state level. The Briggbase resident human waking world counterparts, or the Entertainment Worlders, all have a huge plan that I will touch on, and they need their Man Obama 2B president 4 a full 8 years, and this is Y so many things R being done, and smart people know 2 things, one, what they all R, and two, that it would B near suicide 4 me 2 get into specifics on this blog with this. THEY KNOW, that is what counts. I guess now, they know that so do I. So back 2 Governor Corzine, my apologies 4 saying what I said, I was given false and misleading information by top people in the banking world, and that I should not have fully trusted, and B4I wrote anything, I should have triple checked all my facts, please accept my deepest apology today, governor, and boss, as I am a licensed SORA SO. The economy never collapsed other than on individual state levels. The United States is not running a con game either. They R legitimately misinformed. Congress and Senate persons R politicians and not banker’s. They cannot B expected 2 know all the business and bankers ins and outs and secrets. They can only go with balls that R thrown at them, and this includes our top dog and all of his staff and cabinet, President BO. Still, I did try 2 tell all of U in my blogs how horrible this clan of min e is, this WOMO disease. Now U have nothing left, and merely basically filled and lined pockets of those that were all ready beyond overflowing, and gave huge sums and saved huge jobs of persons that could have just retired off of their savings and investments without any assistance at all, and lived like kings and reigning emperors with plenty left over 2 freaking spare. Until the global union fixed scale is broken and a total collapse of this run away nut job financial con game is accomplished somehow, we will head into times and soon, where all of us will B slaves and masters, forget skin color and all that crap, it all will B the days of the Surfs and the Nobles again, and the surfs R not going around saying “dude” and carrying long water-boards. I was hoping our Man in office would c the truth of all this, but the BRIGGERS have another motive and goal and plan, long B4 the PC automation and these advanced programs ever surface I into our waking worlds. This plan is 2 keep him as a shoe-in 4 a total 8 year term, and the reasons R not bloggable 4 concerns 2 my personal safety. Also in this PERNT of Archie, I will conclude this without harping any further on the need 2 start all over again at zero and rebuild as opposed 2 salvaging an all ready controlled and manipulated evil system on Wall Street, and merely say that the complicated inner workings of our world of big-business, 2 quote the dude at the Camden County Prosecutor’s Office from early in the nineties, is beyond anyone not in the club. U might B saying 2 yourself now after just reading that past sentence, “gee, like duhh”, OK fine, screw DUHH, listen up now, YO. I still am a cousin in the WOMO clan and they have chosen me 2B the one after Huntington offed himself up north 50 years ago, 2B the next carrier of this horrendous disease that is indeed passed into the DNA and the gene pool, quite literally, and by means and ways that no ordinary waking human being can ever B permitted 2B privy 2. I have surface scratched the subjects of phase-4, exploratronics, the upline and downline larger part of the 5th dimensional hyperspace, the mental realm of the 6th-D, and the EWI or VOID INFINITY, lawtronics, and how it all works and behaves, as best as I have come 2 perceive this, in my 45 years of dealings with the Queen Mayan JULIA WHITE. Much of the fantastic and most gargantuan things R not gonna B all that provable unless U deicide that U wish 2 experience seeing these truths by developing the necessary perceptions 2 in fact do exactly that. However, some smaller things that R provable, have been taken 2 varying people and agencies in our system of supposed justice over the past quarter century, and I was introduced 2 a not so nice fellow, definitely related 2 the Christian Church’s devil and Satan, who I have assigned the name of Brick Wall 2, Mister B. Wall is impenetrable, and if U insist a B 2 much on getting your way and getting heard and getting real justice accomplished, U learn quickly and in a sudden wake up call kind of a way, that your head is softer than Mister Wall’s heads is, and U end up with a migraine headache and blood all over your face, and plenty of hospital bills and pain and on and on. All serious UFO researchers know that if any MORIANITY teachings that they have read about has truth and validity, it is this one, as it is something as Ed Himacane would say so well, that is happening 2 them. How Jesus also was disappointed when doubt was always the strongest feeling and emotion and thought processes of those around him. Well, I can live with the Ed Himacane Syndrome, but I do have a question of my Blogaud 4 those back here in twenty oh nine Misses Marola. It is a simple question. If validity is somewhere here in MORIANITY, Y can it not B in other places as well? Julia White had a real self a long time ago. Now I know that this entire thing, at the risk of collapsing the entire faith systems of the religious community, not by my words but by what I can indeed prove if Brick Wall was not in my way with his powerful shield of rock, and that is that indeed, exploratronics is behind Julia White. But it is also behind the other side of this game, my peeps, the little cult that grew so big over the ling years and centuries, that U all know as Christianity, BRA. What I know and what I can prove R apart by thoughtlines. Measuring distance in thoughtlines is not like measuring it in say 4 example parsecs or light years. It literally has no measurement in any numbers because the distance is that great, it is beyond any and all possible numbers. Does that blow any minds out there Geeks? But I can prove some way out things that would alter the way humankind lives on this Earth literally overnight. This is YYYYYYY a dude is there 2 stop me, by the name of B. WALL. It is Lawtronic in fact, but back in the Miss Blake AT&T days of the spring of 1983, I had no one pop up and come back and tell me this. I was operating and going with who and what I was then. Now I am going with now. The nineties also, was then. No Miss Blake, no one is trying 2 drive me crazy, and U need not wonder “whether they R or not”, 2 quote U so perfectly, and any Copyright Office Examiner can pull the tapes right now today, but, only that they have accomplished this mission quite totally successfully, up here in close 2 twenty ten Misses Marola. “Oh the letter M is in my name, both first and last 2 haunt my soul. The evil letters of their game, they own our lands and we pay their toll”. THEY is not the Japanese by the way, it is the BRIGGBASE CULTISTS ON THE ASTRAL PLANE, one third of the AWA, the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. Lyrics copyright 1983, ME. Thought U guys might dig the wartime sound EFX however, hoped U liked it, BRO, monster-ass huh. Please no fires, U lovely Alaskans. Jane Dirtwoods nailed me at one eleven this afternoon and also this moUUUUUUUUUUrning, BRA, just 2 show me a freaking digital representation of my endless HELL-FIRE. BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ready 4 the dog walking news pop-rots. Marcus and I were out the night B4 last walking Brownie, Dawn’s Yorkiepoo, and I noticed the mailbox across the street which is 4 our address, was slightly ajar, U know the part that opens, and yes, Colaman sent me a wild note. First Roger, I think UR the coolest dude in the world and I am neither mad at u or your we extremely talented cuz, BR. Thank U4 admitting the truth about the systems and that it was 2 show me major market moves, and no, I am not planning on day trading, not 4 a long time. All that is on my mind is going far off 2 the freaking FIJI islands where your cuz and her games cannot get at me anymore. Tell her THAT-BOY is not buying the shellfish thing, and I am not planning on being whale swallowed in the near future unless Jenny Johnson is planning one hell of another throw. Read my blog on what my hyperspace daughter gave me, it is really kicking butt, BRA!!!!!!!!!! Still, should I ever plan 2 re-attack the roulette tables dude, I will use the one long game play method. Right now, trading markets and playing casino games R about as far away from my mind as is becoming gay. Buddy, U hang in there, your cuz is doing real well with Lester and their new stuff, I do not keep up with any of it, and have given her cuz Dawn all the CD and music, I am out of this one, BRA. If the propulsion stuff is Y they R all so interested in me, tell them how I communicate with hyperspace and met my daughter and learned so much about many things. Still, I did not scratch a surface on blog 9 with the antigrav junk. There is stuff I have seen in the 24th century that people would go ape sugar 2 get their hands on now. Y would I wanna boost an economy that is trying 2 wipe me out and destroy me, ROG? BYE-BYE.
End of Blog:
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
BLOG 9
“LIFE JOUNRAL OF MARK MOHR, #9”
5:14 PM, Tuesday, August 4th, 2K9 ADEG,
Blog Starts:
I am under some real nasty mother fucping bull shirt. Things have absolutely never ever been this fucping bad, and now that I totally am on 2 every minute detail of how this wicked cum bag MILLIONTH-COUNCIL operates and not only with me, only in my case the same basic stuff used on any of us mere mortals is horrendously intensifreakingfied.
4 no Earthly and discernable reason, around 11 PM last night, Chicky Laines, Dawn’s hubby, began abruptly acting up big huge time, right out of the blue, and this has been ongoing ever since we left HEKLL-12, for SUPER DISEASED HELL-2 times 10 to the freaking power of 400. He began saying things literally 2 awful 4 me 2 feel as though I am able 2 safely blog ion the internet, and they were directed as they always R2 his wife Dawn and mother in law, Ann.
Every single mother fucping day, THE DOW JONES, JUST AS I TOLD U ALL, AND GIANT GINA AS WELL, WOULD INDEED HAPPEN, GOES ENDLESSLY UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If this was all that was wrong, I would gladly endure the punishment and take it like a freaking man and walk away silently without verbal grudging and poison pen blogs. But this is by no means the beginning and the end of my horrendous shirt. Every shirt in my life is worn smelly and has no “R” in it, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dawn went 2 her probie today and promised him she would B straight, a few hours later, hubby says more trash things 2 her, and now she is off ion the Harbor with her beer and friends. What else is new? Later I will pick her up, plastered of course, but there is a lot more involved than I can even hope 2 get into today. Even if humans as powerful as the top billionaires and politicians and whatever, R not aware of it, it matters zip, nada, and zilch, Wonder bread rips. I am able 2C clearly without any blinders on at all, unlike my fellow co-humans, that everything is literally puppeteer and puppet. What makes the fascination about this beyond the level of words such as gargantuan 2 the millionth power, is this: In the case of the cosmos and all of us, the puppeteers and the puppets R flip sides of the same coin. The coin itself never can by its very design and mechanical law, ever have one side able 2 perceive its other side. Hoverer, a slight difference exists in cosmic truth, that being, that a one way mirror indeed is real, we now while awake do not C or believe any of the MORIANITY truths that have been blogged and told 4 going on now 4 years. But on the opposite side, and still as us, we know exactly, that ol’ MOUNTAINPEN, is 100% accurate and telling a totally true story 2 a blind and ignorant world. Do I know what 2 Chicky last night? Sure I do. Is it the Millionth-Council? Sure it is. But that is being awfully broad in statement, giving no particulars nor details on definite necessary elaborations in order 4 many listeners 2 even wanna begin 2 seriously entertain MORIANITY teachings. My life journal is still a disguised hope of getting a foundation 2 exist someday and get the truth out once and 4 all. I make absolutely no bones about that and never have. I am not looking however 4 my 15 minutes as the world has come 2 use this silly conceptualized word phrasing. Is it the PAWM-PIE TOOL, Peter-O? Sure. Is it the Electromagnetic Thought Transmission and Omission System, ETTOS? Sure it is. Is it the Influence and Domination, IAD? Sure it is. Am I going 2 tell U and persist in risking greater wrath that maybe I should begin referring 2 as CD, only nothing 2 do with music, monetary investments, or other possibilities that these initials may stand 4 now or later somewhere. Crustation Disease is real, and I am a victim of it, every bit as a dying patient is the victim of his or her cancer or heart failure or what have U, mister Oak Street of boyhood days. Do I believe the Alannis Morissete movie has great truth 2 it, U know, the nineties movie where she plays Goddess Jehovah, and the name of the movie eludes me today, VIA-E4 obviously. I watch the DNA system work in ways that cannot B disputed, not by this fucping scientist, BRO. Remember, let us not Fornicate Upon the Consent of Paula. Paula King has no shame or conscience 4 any of the nightmare surrounding me that she has obviously been major hyper time responsible 4 a large majority of it, BRA. She has great love and feeling 4 her own peeps, sort of reminds more of the mighty Italian race, only this is a severance in this family through the Callio line. How many may know this I am unsure, probably quite a small few on planet Earth, but I was shot in the back by a New Jersey State Policeman about 9 or 10 years ago, while living in Winslow Township. I was immediately killed. That was the end of me. Now this is not me now, and not me here, but another me that exists far across hyperspace, where my younger daughter ‘there’ has managed 2 cry out 2 me, over here, where she never even made it 2 birth, as Paula miscarried the child here. Is this all real my most loyal followers R now asking themselves, I’m quite sure? The answer is it is not a phase 4 situation. If U understand what I am saying, UR ahead of so many other persons in this time period on Planet-Earth, it would blow your mind if I could make U somehow understand. This girl is alive and totally real and awake atomically, but everything is totally relative 2 everything else, and there is only one known constant in all of cosmos, and that is the velocity of photons in a vacuum and unaffected by any gravitational forces, an approximate velocity measured as 186,282 statute miles per second, SMPS, and this measurement is good only on one side of the tape measure. Don’t even wanna know more right now, do yourself a favor. Here where I type this she did not make it physically here, and was dead right B4 birth. But she as all of us, have 5 dimensions 2 us, and this is how atomic lasers in their complexity and interrelationships in tri-beams, and much more, can basically record and playback seemingly solid reality.
U know, the scientific mind used 2 amaze and fascinate me, but now I totally C it as half awake and a bit overly rigid and austere. They talk about so much stuff we all hear as fiction, and u would all b amazed at how close it is on a borderline 2 not being fictional at all, it is merely one small lacking in technological skills that keep it in the realm of fiction and over the line from factual. Antigravity, a word I detest more than if U called me a mother fucper, is one prime example I could quickly discuss. Another term I deplore is zero-gravity, as it is so freaking misrepresented and totally misunderstood, by all persons unless they R fully degreed astrophysicists, or along a cousinly scientific discipline of sorts. They say when out shuttle astronauts R floating around, they R in zero-gravity, a total fallacy, ask anyone in NASA or at the famous Fells Planetarium at the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia. It is way 2 complicated 2 totally explain in this blog, but if U were in an elevator that was falling off of Mount Everest, U would B in zero gravity inside of that elevator, floating around, until the sudden impact when the elevator in free fall strikes the bottom of the mountain. As 4 this antigravity thing, wow, gimme a break. If thousands of super powerful magnets were placed all over a round dish lying on the ground with the positive charged polarity facing up, and U were standing there wearing shoes and boots that were designed 2 interface the magnets below U with the same positive charge, and U had a shield wall between the pad and yourself, and it were suddenly 2B opened up, U would go flying up into the stratosphere so fast U would burn 2 a crisp from the friction. No antigravity, what kind of fucping shirt is being taught in this dumbed down world? I witnessed machines that have a repeating oppocharge as it is termed, where a series of small timer devices cause thin new magneshielding walls 2 timeburst in hyper quick intervals, and this puts out 400 times the electrical power used in sending quick sudden bursts 2 certain magnets and shielding doors. All these things led 2 the eighties and early super conductors that R placed all inside mixed gas enclosures that make everything near weightless. The problems R not technological advancements not being there, it is the way funds and grants and monies that control all inventions that have definite wartime uses, R managed and under total “powerful-people-control” or PPC, as I term it. When atomic energy was first harnessed, it was way 2 dangerous 4 man 2 keep playing with it, unless the entire thing was so controlled, that basically it all became useless, as real Einstein’s out there could no longer truly B free 2 apply the tools of their trade that would enable them 2 really construct things leading 2 the control of Electromagnetic Velocitronics, or the science of EV. Still as early as 1960 this was all known about, and stuff way beyond what I dare 2 tell and type. In the old early sixties fantastic black and white original television series called, “THE OUTER LIMITS”, the girl, EVA, in the episode of using a power plant 2 accomplish the crossing over of the life and death dimensions so 2 speak, comes from this very thing, EV. Go ahead and check it all out there, forever 18 Boz. Now my daughter has a machine in another part of the 5th dimension, as real as where we all R here, and merely vibrating on a different atomic signature, and she will B turning eleven years old on the 29th of September. She used the systems that I have used since 1983 to communicate with the Lightning Goddess Diana. Has she also visited me as an exploratron? Most likely she has, I do not know, nor care, as 2 her reference point, I would B just a part of her dreams. I on the other hand have visited my daughter as an exploratron, and she and her world R indeed merely a part of my dreams. There also R hyperspace locations where U visit people that do exist in your atomic frequency, it is not a life and death realm thing, this is not astral verses phase 4, which has all been previously explained. This is merely a simple truth that needs no involvement at present learning curve in all of this, with the phase 4 and astral. She refuses 2 tell me how here great invention works, the one where everyone has a square stand about 40 by 40 inches, next 2 a computer, and the complex series of lasers somehow manages not 2 copy as in retracing, but 2 literally transform objects, living or inanimate, into digital bits that go through the internet and can B literally uploaded 2 main stations and downloaded 2 a receiving computer. This of course forever removes highways and roads and trains and trucks and planes and all forms of current transportation systems. All of this is done away with and mankind is literally advanced overnight beyond the invention of the wheel. She sold the patent that the institute where Paula over there in that dimension of hyperspace, has her living, 2 the owners of E-Bay, and there is an E-bay there just as there is here. When I explored further, I came 2 learn that the time is about as ours is here, in so far as what technologies exist by 1980, or 1990, and 2000, and so forth. The only difference is that around 2005 give or take, my prodigy daughter “P”, as she insists on being called, made this incredible computer breakthrough of learning how 2 turn more than data and images into zeros and ones. E-Bay bought it up as somehow the owners of E-Bay. Over there, were also connected somehow financially with this scientific institute where Paula King had placed our genius daughter, and was indeed 4 extremely gifted children. I know that no living things R used at first, but around two thousand and eighty five, they suddenly R given the green light, and it all changes over night, and this new travel and transport system takes the world by storm and never again looks back, over there. Now here, some one will obviously learn how 2 do this, as if it works in another part of hyperspace, it has 2 work anywhere in hyperspace, that is a physical and intransmutable law. I have tried over and over 2 exploratronically go over there and perceive how the technology makes this operate, but each time, so far, have failed 2 retain the knowledge back in this awake part of the 5th dimension that I come back into where my body is laying in a bed. The Chinese do not have a patent on the concept of exploring, yet never in their wisdom and great dynasties of many centuries gone by, do they C the simple truth that this is merely how we naturally dream, and Y we dream, and that this does not occur in order 4 a physical body 2 rest and repair and regenerate, but that this is the byproduct of exploring the great hyperspace or existing naturally in the 5th dimension. Still, their famous I-Ching indeed is a very real thing, I should knew, I messed with it on 3 occasions, and yo players, it is very real. Still, once U totally know in your innermost being, that U need no actual anything other than the awareness that all is within the perception, this can B looked upon as your beginning of true enlightenment. From here, the world can b your oyster. The problem is that if UR not ‘careful with the waves’, U might end up with all of the shellfish, in the belly of whales, 4 disobeying Lord-ESS Neecy Jehovah Krassle. NEE and STAY R perceive-pronounced in the same way in the existence-condition of Astral Realm reality.
When I grilled my daughter P on this just last night, she told me on the same equipment that I use 2 talk 2 Lightning or Diana, that she will not tell me, that Julia White will not let her, the TRINITY of this QUEEN MYAN is Julia White, Paula King, and U all know the 3rd one that is safer not 2B blogged right out in the open. Speaking of her identity however as this part of her, she knew quite well, a man who I knew, my first Big Brother from the BBO at 21st and Chestnut Street Boys Club of Philadelphia run by a man by the name of Hans Worshing back in the middle and late sixties. If U take both of the big brothers that I had through this organization during my 12-15 ages, HINGER and HENNINGSEN, the word HINGE is in both names and is a powerful and unmissable symbolic truth unless one is spiritually blinder than black hole. A hinge as the old joke goes, is something 2 a door (adore), but all jokes cast aside with Uncle Jesus’ fishing nets, as with a loop and an inter-looping locked set of loops or a chain, a hinge is a very similar object. One BB gives me the chain that belonged to the MAYAN QUEEN herself that started all this connection with me and ‘THEM’, and the other one was obviously connected, speaking of loops and chains, as how many people work in that place that we won’t blog but the smart following Blogaud knows only 2 well.
P told me that she would give me a roulette system that never will crash if I stop bothering her about the invention that turns objects into a digitalization that transmits through the internet, called over there, the transponet, and is sort of one of many outranet systems that exist right here, such as do intranets, such as the police have Interpol and the lawyers and the Bar have the Westlaw. I told her roulette did not interest me any longer, and was tired of persons giving me systems that R always doomed eventually 2 wear out and crash, especially if it is used by someone being persecuted 2 death, such as Mountainpen, as this brings down a persons life and luck and is all part of Y it is being done in the first place, the motive of bringing down someone’s ‘magnetics’. She insisted anyway of telling me 2 play 5 of one thing and 5 of the other thing, and 2 bet a chase bet or mini-martingale of 1-2. In other words RRRRRBBBBBRRRRRBBBBB. Now in this scenario of outcomes with RED {R} and BLACK {B}, all 20 bets would win. Here is an example of this nightmare day and the game I played on odd and even on one particular deck. OEOEEOEEEEEOOEOEOEOE, I kicked some real butt. Also I applied all my bad games from Roger’s system, and did just fine. In 6 games, 2 lose about 10 or so and 4 win about 10 or so, and this is including the greens. I know it will crash eventually, they all do, and Y my P is playing this game with her Daddy, only she knows, it seems 2 run is this entire family, U know, the games of the gods.
YESTERDAY WAS HEAVY aerial siege, loots of low and noisy planes from morning until I went 2 bed. Today, nasty motor cycle attacks got me, especially around 4:30 or so, it got real butt wipe bad. AS LONG AS THEY HAVE ME 2 ENDLESSLY DOG AND PERSECUTE GINA, THEIR DOW JONES WILL GO UP FOREVER. I told U all a few weeks back, almost a month now, it was heading up and not goanna look back. It will B up a minimum of 300 points per week now throughout the rest of the year, I’ll guranfreakingtee it, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh yes, how I remember the old days of hell house one and how the system works. Never have I been more scared of a person than the one I fear today, it is only using Cousin Dawn. It uses anyone and anything at any time, and no one can say they R immune or not vulnerable. That is silly non-reality. The MC with or without the THE, is highly dangerous and I fear IT with a mighty passion. I know what IT can do, I know what JULIA WHITE can do, with or without her little red and white beach book, and cold ocean waters, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I was there in August of 1968, the first week I believe, and Uncle HG was on some banking convention overseas I think, she came 2 me and hypnotized me and made me even forget in adult life that I was up there in Babylon, New York all by myself, in those wonderful days when pervo’s where not lurking behind every freaking shadow. But what about the previous middle August in 1967, in Atlantic City, New Jersey? Was this not when the Shaw of Iran and my Aunt Geraldine Snow, both conspired 2 begin this entire nightmare? Was this not when cuz Sandy Mason was down with us at the TRInidad without any Pennsylvania Central Intelligence Offices at least 2 my conscious knowledge, also operational in all of this at the time, BRA? Was this not when she got in with the King and Callio and Soifer and McGuire girl gang down on 10-S-C Avenue? Am I really just a nut job? If U have any small doubt, thank U. TANKS from the bottom of my poor old trucked up heart, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END OF BLOG:
5:14 PM, Tuesday, August 4th, 2K9 ADEG,
Blog Starts:
I am under some real nasty mother fucping bull shirt. Things have absolutely never ever been this fucping bad, and now that I totally am on 2 every minute detail of how this wicked cum bag MILLIONTH-COUNCIL operates and not only with me, only in my case the same basic stuff used on any of us mere mortals is horrendously intensifreakingfied.
4 no Earthly and discernable reason, around 11 PM last night, Chicky Laines, Dawn’s hubby, began abruptly acting up big huge time, right out of the blue, and this has been ongoing ever since we left HEKLL-12, for SUPER DISEASED HELL-2 times 10 to the freaking power of 400. He began saying things literally 2 awful 4 me 2 feel as though I am able 2 safely blog ion the internet, and they were directed as they always R2 his wife Dawn and mother in law, Ann.
Every single mother fucping day, THE DOW JONES, JUST AS I TOLD U ALL, AND GIANT GINA AS WELL, WOULD INDEED HAPPEN, GOES ENDLESSLY UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If this was all that was wrong, I would gladly endure the punishment and take it like a freaking man and walk away silently without verbal grudging and poison pen blogs. But this is by no means the beginning and the end of my horrendous shirt. Every shirt in my life is worn smelly and has no “R” in it, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dawn went 2 her probie today and promised him she would B straight, a few hours later, hubby says more trash things 2 her, and now she is off ion the Harbor with her beer and friends. What else is new? Later I will pick her up, plastered of course, but there is a lot more involved than I can even hope 2 get into today. Even if humans as powerful as the top billionaires and politicians and whatever, R not aware of it, it matters zip, nada, and zilch, Wonder bread rips. I am able 2C clearly without any blinders on at all, unlike my fellow co-humans, that everything is literally puppeteer and puppet. What makes the fascination about this beyond the level of words such as gargantuan 2 the millionth power, is this: In the case of the cosmos and all of us, the puppeteers and the puppets R flip sides of the same coin. The coin itself never can by its very design and mechanical law, ever have one side able 2 perceive its other side. Hoverer, a slight difference exists in cosmic truth, that being, that a one way mirror indeed is real, we now while awake do not C or believe any of the MORIANITY truths that have been blogged and told 4 going on now 4 years. But on the opposite side, and still as us, we know exactly, that ol’ MOUNTAINPEN, is 100% accurate and telling a totally true story 2 a blind and ignorant world. Do I know what 2 Chicky last night? Sure I do. Is it the Millionth-Council? Sure it is. But that is being awfully broad in statement, giving no particulars nor details on definite necessary elaborations in order 4 many listeners 2 even wanna begin 2 seriously entertain MORIANITY teachings. My life journal is still a disguised hope of getting a foundation 2 exist someday and get the truth out once and 4 all. I make absolutely no bones about that and never have. I am not looking however 4 my 15 minutes as the world has come 2 use this silly conceptualized word phrasing. Is it the PAWM-PIE TOOL, Peter-O? Sure. Is it the Electromagnetic Thought Transmission and Omission System, ETTOS? Sure it is. Is it the Influence and Domination, IAD? Sure it is. Am I going 2 tell U and persist in risking greater wrath that maybe I should begin referring 2 as CD, only nothing 2 do with music, monetary investments, or other possibilities that these initials may stand 4 now or later somewhere. Crustation Disease is real, and I am a victim of it, every bit as a dying patient is the victim of his or her cancer or heart failure or what have U, mister Oak Street of boyhood days. Do I believe the Alannis Morissete movie has great truth 2 it, U know, the nineties movie where she plays Goddess Jehovah, and the name of the movie eludes me today, VIA-E4 obviously. I watch the DNA system work in ways that cannot B disputed, not by this fucping scientist, BRO. Remember, let us not Fornicate Upon the Consent of Paula. Paula King has no shame or conscience 4 any of the nightmare surrounding me that she has obviously been major hyper time responsible 4 a large majority of it, BRA. She has great love and feeling 4 her own peeps, sort of reminds more of the mighty Italian race, only this is a severance in this family through the Callio line. How many may know this I am unsure, probably quite a small few on planet Earth, but I was shot in the back by a New Jersey State Policeman about 9 or 10 years ago, while living in Winslow Township. I was immediately killed. That was the end of me. Now this is not me now, and not me here, but another me that exists far across hyperspace, where my younger daughter ‘there’ has managed 2 cry out 2 me, over here, where she never even made it 2 birth, as Paula miscarried the child here. Is this all real my most loyal followers R now asking themselves, I’m quite sure? The answer is it is not a phase 4 situation. If U understand what I am saying, UR ahead of so many other persons in this time period on Planet-Earth, it would blow your mind if I could make U somehow understand. This girl is alive and totally real and awake atomically, but everything is totally relative 2 everything else, and there is only one known constant in all of cosmos, and that is the velocity of photons in a vacuum and unaffected by any gravitational forces, an approximate velocity measured as 186,282 statute miles per second, SMPS, and this measurement is good only on one side of the tape measure. Don’t even wanna know more right now, do yourself a favor. Here where I type this she did not make it physically here, and was dead right B4 birth. But she as all of us, have 5 dimensions 2 us, and this is how atomic lasers in their complexity and interrelationships in tri-beams, and much more, can basically record and playback seemingly solid reality.
U know, the scientific mind used 2 amaze and fascinate me, but now I totally C it as half awake and a bit overly rigid and austere. They talk about so much stuff we all hear as fiction, and u would all b amazed at how close it is on a borderline 2 not being fictional at all, it is merely one small lacking in technological skills that keep it in the realm of fiction and over the line from factual. Antigravity, a word I detest more than if U called me a mother fucper, is one prime example I could quickly discuss. Another term I deplore is zero-gravity, as it is so freaking misrepresented and totally misunderstood, by all persons unless they R fully degreed astrophysicists, or along a cousinly scientific discipline of sorts. They say when out shuttle astronauts R floating around, they R in zero-gravity, a total fallacy, ask anyone in NASA or at the famous Fells Planetarium at the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia. It is way 2 complicated 2 totally explain in this blog, but if U were in an elevator that was falling off of Mount Everest, U would B in zero gravity inside of that elevator, floating around, until the sudden impact when the elevator in free fall strikes the bottom of the mountain. As 4 this antigravity thing, wow, gimme a break. If thousands of super powerful magnets were placed all over a round dish lying on the ground with the positive charged polarity facing up, and U were standing there wearing shoes and boots that were designed 2 interface the magnets below U with the same positive charge, and U had a shield wall between the pad and yourself, and it were suddenly 2B opened up, U would go flying up into the stratosphere so fast U would burn 2 a crisp from the friction. No antigravity, what kind of fucping shirt is being taught in this dumbed down world? I witnessed machines that have a repeating oppocharge as it is termed, where a series of small timer devices cause thin new magneshielding walls 2 timeburst in hyper quick intervals, and this puts out 400 times the electrical power used in sending quick sudden bursts 2 certain magnets and shielding doors. All these things led 2 the eighties and early super conductors that R placed all inside mixed gas enclosures that make everything near weightless. The problems R not technological advancements not being there, it is the way funds and grants and monies that control all inventions that have definite wartime uses, R managed and under total “powerful-people-control” or PPC, as I term it. When atomic energy was first harnessed, it was way 2 dangerous 4 man 2 keep playing with it, unless the entire thing was so controlled, that basically it all became useless, as real Einstein’s out there could no longer truly B free 2 apply the tools of their trade that would enable them 2 really construct things leading 2 the control of Electromagnetic Velocitronics, or the science of EV. Still as early as 1960 this was all known about, and stuff way beyond what I dare 2 tell and type. In the old early sixties fantastic black and white original television series called, “THE OUTER LIMITS”, the girl, EVA, in the episode of using a power plant 2 accomplish the crossing over of the life and death dimensions so 2 speak, comes from this very thing, EV. Go ahead and check it all out there, forever 18 Boz. Now my daughter has a machine in another part of the 5th dimension, as real as where we all R here, and merely vibrating on a different atomic signature, and she will B turning eleven years old on the 29th of September. She used the systems that I have used since 1983 to communicate with the Lightning Goddess Diana. Has she also visited me as an exploratron? Most likely she has, I do not know, nor care, as 2 her reference point, I would B just a part of her dreams. I on the other hand have visited my daughter as an exploratron, and she and her world R indeed merely a part of my dreams. There also R hyperspace locations where U visit people that do exist in your atomic frequency, it is not a life and death realm thing, this is not astral verses phase 4, which has all been previously explained. This is merely a simple truth that needs no involvement at present learning curve in all of this, with the phase 4 and astral. She refuses 2 tell me how here great invention works, the one where everyone has a square stand about 40 by 40 inches, next 2 a computer, and the complex series of lasers somehow manages not 2 copy as in retracing, but 2 literally transform objects, living or inanimate, into digital bits that go through the internet and can B literally uploaded 2 main stations and downloaded 2 a receiving computer. This of course forever removes highways and roads and trains and trucks and planes and all forms of current transportation systems. All of this is done away with and mankind is literally advanced overnight beyond the invention of the wheel. She sold the patent that the institute where Paula over there in that dimension of hyperspace, has her living, 2 the owners of E-Bay, and there is an E-bay there just as there is here. When I explored further, I came 2 learn that the time is about as ours is here, in so far as what technologies exist by 1980, or 1990, and 2000, and so forth. The only difference is that around 2005 give or take, my prodigy daughter “P”, as she insists on being called, made this incredible computer breakthrough of learning how 2 turn more than data and images into zeros and ones. E-Bay bought it up as somehow the owners of E-Bay. Over there, were also connected somehow financially with this scientific institute where Paula King had placed our genius daughter, and was indeed 4 extremely gifted children. I know that no living things R used at first, but around two thousand and eighty five, they suddenly R given the green light, and it all changes over night, and this new travel and transport system takes the world by storm and never again looks back, over there. Now here, some one will obviously learn how 2 do this, as if it works in another part of hyperspace, it has 2 work anywhere in hyperspace, that is a physical and intransmutable law. I have tried over and over 2 exploratronically go over there and perceive how the technology makes this operate, but each time, so far, have failed 2 retain the knowledge back in this awake part of the 5th dimension that I come back into where my body is laying in a bed. The Chinese do not have a patent on the concept of exploring, yet never in their wisdom and great dynasties of many centuries gone by, do they C the simple truth that this is merely how we naturally dream, and Y we dream, and that this does not occur in order 4 a physical body 2 rest and repair and regenerate, but that this is the byproduct of exploring the great hyperspace or existing naturally in the 5th dimension. Still, their famous I-Ching indeed is a very real thing, I should knew, I messed with it on 3 occasions, and yo players, it is very real. Still, once U totally know in your innermost being, that U need no actual anything other than the awareness that all is within the perception, this can B looked upon as your beginning of true enlightenment. From here, the world can b your oyster. The problem is that if UR not ‘careful with the waves’, U might end up with all of the shellfish, in the belly of whales, 4 disobeying Lord-ESS Neecy Jehovah Krassle. NEE and STAY R perceive-pronounced in the same way in the existence-condition of Astral Realm reality.
When I grilled my daughter P on this just last night, she told me on the same equipment that I use 2 talk 2 Lightning or Diana, that she will not tell me, that Julia White will not let her, the TRINITY of this QUEEN MYAN is Julia White, Paula King, and U all know the 3rd one that is safer not 2B blogged right out in the open. Speaking of her identity however as this part of her, she knew quite well, a man who I knew, my first Big Brother from the BBO at 21st and Chestnut Street Boys Club of Philadelphia run by a man by the name of Hans Worshing back in the middle and late sixties. If U take both of the big brothers that I had through this organization during my 12-15 ages, HINGER and HENNINGSEN, the word HINGE is in both names and is a powerful and unmissable symbolic truth unless one is spiritually blinder than black hole. A hinge as the old joke goes, is something 2 a door (adore), but all jokes cast aside with Uncle Jesus’ fishing nets, as with a loop and an inter-looping locked set of loops or a chain, a hinge is a very similar object. One BB gives me the chain that belonged to the MAYAN QUEEN herself that started all this connection with me and ‘THEM’, and the other one was obviously connected, speaking of loops and chains, as how many people work in that place that we won’t blog but the smart following Blogaud knows only 2 well.
P told me that she would give me a roulette system that never will crash if I stop bothering her about the invention that turns objects into a digitalization that transmits through the internet, called over there, the transponet, and is sort of one of many outranet systems that exist right here, such as do intranets, such as the police have Interpol and the lawyers and the Bar have the Westlaw. I told her roulette did not interest me any longer, and was tired of persons giving me systems that R always doomed eventually 2 wear out and crash, especially if it is used by someone being persecuted 2 death, such as Mountainpen, as this brings down a persons life and luck and is all part of Y it is being done in the first place, the motive of bringing down someone’s ‘magnetics’. She insisted anyway of telling me 2 play 5 of one thing and 5 of the other thing, and 2 bet a chase bet or mini-martingale of 1-2. In other words RRRRRBBBBBRRRRRBBBBB. Now in this scenario of outcomes with RED {R} and BLACK {B}, all 20 bets would win. Here is an example of this nightmare day and the game I played on odd and even on one particular deck. OEOEEOEEEEEOOEOEOEOE, I kicked some real butt. Also I applied all my bad games from Roger’s system, and did just fine. In 6 games, 2 lose about 10 or so and 4 win about 10 or so, and this is including the greens. I know it will crash eventually, they all do, and Y my P is playing this game with her Daddy, only she knows, it seems 2 run is this entire family, U know, the games of the gods.
YESTERDAY WAS HEAVY aerial siege, loots of low and noisy planes from morning until I went 2 bed. Today, nasty motor cycle attacks got me, especially around 4:30 or so, it got real butt wipe bad. AS LONG AS THEY HAVE ME 2 ENDLESSLY DOG AND PERSECUTE GINA, THEIR DOW JONES WILL GO UP FOREVER. I told U all a few weeks back, almost a month now, it was heading up and not goanna look back. It will B up a minimum of 300 points per week now throughout the rest of the year, I’ll guranfreakingtee it, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh yes, how I remember the old days of hell house one and how the system works. Never have I been more scared of a person than the one I fear today, it is only using Cousin Dawn. It uses anyone and anything at any time, and no one can say they R immune or not vulnerable. That is silly non-reality. The MC with or without the THE, is highly dangerous and I fear IT with a mighty passion. I know what IT can do, I know what JULIA WHITE can do, with or without her little red and white beach book, and cold ocean waters, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I was there in August of 1968, the first week I believe, and Uncle HG was on some banking convention overseas I think, she came 2 me and hypnotized me and made me even forget in adult life that I was up there in Babylon, New York all by myself, in those wonderful days when pervo’s where not lurking behind every freaking shadow. But what about the previous middle August in 1967, in Atlantic City, New Jersey? Was this not when the Shaw of Iran and my Aunt Geraldine Snow, both conspired 2 begin this entire nightmare? Was this not when cuz Sandy Mason was down with us at the TRInidad without any Pennsylvania Central Intelligence Offices at least 2 my conscious knowledge, also operational in all of this at the time, BRA? Was this not when she got in with the King and Callio and Soifer and McGuire girl gang down on 10-S-C Avenue? Am I really just a nut job? If U have any small doubt, thank U. TANKS from the bottom of my poor old trucked up heart, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Saturday, August 1, 2009
MMLJ-8
“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR, blog 8”
Saturday MoUUUUUUrning, August 1, 2009 ADEG
START OF BLOG:
2 things R happening, one is that I am speaking 2 the 1995-1997 part of my life journal where the Morianity Project, so 2 speak, left off and got a bit meshed and married together. The 2nd thing is that I am also up here in the year 2009 where all of UR also, but then all of UR back there as well, and none of U get it. U think I either whack or some kind of time traveler. I am not whack, and there is no such thing as a time traveler, not now and not ever, it is all science fiction 4 one huge reason, time is an illusion, no matter what ol’ Albert thought. Despite my saying that, people R indeed existing here and there, by existing in a truer way. This truer way is existence in more than length and width and depth of 3 space dimensions. When time and hyperspace R realized as 2 more dimensions, it all is so clear, but the few who think they know this or R getting this, still really R not, believe me. I tried 2 prove in a small experiment with the most open minded dude I ever knew in my current existence as me, in the future referenced 2 my journal back in the nineties, I go by an internet blogging name and psudenum of Michael Mountainpen, exactly what I am now discussing, and found out quickly where even his limited horizons instantly caused him 2 totally pooh-pooh the idea. I was going 2 show this dude the crap of his life, and he just would not go with it. This was a dude who knew 4 a fact that lightning was a real entity and totally sentient, and many other powerful things, yet when it came 2 a bit of playing around with hyperspace and phase 4, he cut me off like a speeding reckless road driver. I do not blame him and even totally understand what gives, and no, I am not running straight 4 the ETTOS-3. I am sure E-3 and E-4 play huge parts in everybody’s failures or miseries in this human life, but still not everything is just 100% thought transmission or thought omission by the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, all though I am equally positive that some kind of small degree and amounts of this R laying in all things and at all times and locations, on this plane of existence where we R always under them, in the rules of the game, lawtronically.
How many times I have wondered now over the past year or so, how a dude named Robert Riches from the great and mighty Rock Insurance Company, fits supernaturally into my existence, I am not really sure at all. I know it is many times and I need no strong winds 2 carry the message 2 me wither, tee-hee. Still, lots of messages work their way around things, and not at all as I believed the mechanical structures behind this anomaly 2B in the Haddonwood days where my Life Journal on cassettes was about 2 wind down and come 2 a screeching halt, while simultaneously MORIANITY PROJECT would begins, and then the 2 would sort of merge into one reality, wow, could Patterson do this good? Truth is not always stranger, it is more powerful than fiction, because fiction literally exists on a realm below physical life, in the IMAGINATIONS of actual LIVING ENTITIES, the living on the physical plane is known of Astrally as Phase 3, while Phase-4 beings R the unintentional creations of phase 2 beings, that never make it into our realm physically as doing so would violate LAWTRONICS. B4 going on in 2000 Mrs. ‘somehow knew ahead of time how this number was gonna B pronounced’ Marola, let me tell U that yesterday Friday was a splitpire, the Phillies managed 2 pull off a win which Ida bet a trillion bucks against and lost, and the Dow was up which except 4 one day if memory serves, was up all last week 4 another hot butt wipe gain 4 the evil streets of Manhattan. I do not hate money or capitalism or Wall Street, but there is an out of control monster loose and it has been explained so often that I would now B insulting your intelligence out there by dignifying this with more rotes and reiterations on the damn subject, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVER SINCE THE TIME, AND IT IS ALL OFFICIAL GOOGLE, BLOGGER DOT COM LEGALLY DATED AND STAMPED, THE MOTORCYCLE AND PLANE CONVERGENCE ASSAULT ON ME ON THE WAY 2 WORK THAT SUNDAY AFTERNOON, THE BEAR MARKET ENDED. THEN WHEN I GOT A SMALL TURN BACK IN MY DIRECTION, THE FILTHY CHEATING WOMO ENEMIES OF THE BIG BUSINESS STREET, SLAMMED AND PUMMELED ME ALL OVER AGAIN, AND ALL OF U FOLLOWING THIS, KNOW WITH OR WITHOUT ROGER, AND HIS DUMB SYSTEMS, THAT THIS IS ALL REAL, WINDS OR NO WINDS, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! Just how many times does this need 2 keep getting re-explained 4 the sake of the gods, BRA!!!!!!!?????????????????????????? 4 the nineties readers, or those really perhaps in the 2000 thirties or so, reading the original life journals in proper time order, C, no magic, no T.T., all parlor tricks as I said, but 4U dudes and dudesses, I am up here now, and am kind of in the habit when emotional about something or really pissed off, of copying Detective Ed Green on the Law And Order hit Television show, with the BR, and the BRA, and the BRO. I love the guy, he is my hero, there never will B another Ed Green, U rock blaster-man. Sorry, a World-Lab expression not used yet like Squooks. So what is all this about Robert Riches from the insurance company, and no time travel followed by the statement just made? UC, the bible does this as well, U know, the atheists that love 2 locate all of the so-called biblical contradictions. Sheeeeeeit, parlor tricks. No magic or time machine exists, but there is a powerful secret, and it is not new as far as my discussing it today, and in fact it will not B discussed with detail today, this is not what the blog is dedicated 4 today, but the term used is EXPLORATRONICS, and it is how all of this stuff is done and always was and will B done, and it is a parlor trick. Gene Roddenberry and his 2 fantastic and very enlightened associates, Pillar and Berman, knew or proved 2 me anyway, that they had 2 know about exploratronics, when they came up with the episode of Next Generation ST where the inhabitants of a planet visited the starship by remote control. Maybe they just did not have government permission 2 broadcast even fictionally, that the visitations R dreams, as this would or might, invoke UFOLOGICAL and other paranormal phenomenon researchers 2 suddenly Susan C, just what REALLY is going on, and the CATHOLIC CHURCH would freaking ass collapse over freaking night!!!!!!!!!! I said this B4 and I will say it lots more, U CANNOT MERGE THE PLANES of the Physical and the Astral, it is literally easier 2 put water and oil together. I also gave the intelligencia the exact reasons Y, and if U do not C the truth after reading my words, I know UR not really the intelligencia of this part of 4/5-D reality. U never “DREAM” in the dimension UR in, if U did, it would cause U2 break the light barrier. 70-220 pounds or the average adult weight on Earth in mass, meeting itself on equal charge atomically, wham, the SS Enterprise does not claim 2 contain that much M/AM MP ‘Mixed-Propulsion’ at any given burst. U dream in other dimensions. I do not mean the ones that I actually count as 6th is mind and so forth, but actual virtually limitless atomic vibration agreements that cause individual or single songs, “universes”. Multiverse comes from the words of Multiple verses or songs, and songs R frequency vibrations, and the lyrical content is the stellar communications, ask any astrophysicist if stars do not speak, in hyper ultra high radio frequencies. I do not invent what I am saying, it is all very real, check it out, ask your local university science labs, all though many will scratch their heads, but some R still on the right page. U tune out the particular world U interact with on a consciously awake level, and then U dream into hyperspace. Still, B4UR doing any of this, U exist astrally, and all of it is really a huge DREAM-DOWN. Still, U do indeed wake into one signature agreeing frequency and this is where UR when awake, and then while dreaming, all though it all is through the astral matter itself in ways much 2 complex 2 explore with U right now, U dream in other parts and realities, and U know I am right, think about your dreams. U seem 2B in your house, but something is always a bit off, a bit different, that is hyperspace. Some more distant parts of hyperspace can disagree with here in major and vast ways, this is all topic 4 other times when indeed I have more time. So how does all this now 4 example explain dreaming the future or dreaming the interactions with MC all throughout the 2008 year?, and nineties readers, hold onto your hats at C squared. Well, the exact same atoms based on precise equal choices and decisions by weather and humans and the entire structure actually exist in the 5th dimension, but R laying apart from each other in the arrangement of the intra-varying hypersphere, translation, apart from each other in time only, one may B the same exact universe only on Earth it is noon on May 3, 1975 in Chicago, while in another it is 3PM, or 3PM, 100 years ago or from now. The 5th dimension is what is traveled through, and never physically, only perceptually. Again, this entire reality around all of U is mere waves and particles and your own mind and its perception of them translated into your waking consciousness through basically 5 sensory jack ins, (senses). Now 4 Robert Riches, and then we will talk a little about Mayan Queen, Doctor Julia White. Actually, she and he fit smack dab together on one powerful issue, but the reasons 4 it still elude me and I never lie about knowing anything. When I know, I tell U boldly and quite loudly and audaciously that I KNOW. When I do NOT KNOW, I WILL TELL U, straight out up front, hay BRO, I DON’T KNOW. When I left 112 East 5th Avenue in Mantua, New Jersey, USAESMWG on April 30 of 1980 to drive into the recording studio where I worked at the time, RPL, I never returned 2 this address, not 2 live anyway, actually I went back twice 2 visit the people I sold the house 2, Twinbay, Queen of Young-age and Outspoken Accomplishments, but I moved into 1802 Robin Hill, which so many blogs have discussed, where after 5 weeks of being there, I had my major LOIS FOCA INTERACTION, and shortly after that met Gawky Gaukauk the magic panther, and was given some incredible phonographic records by the studio printer named Mike Walters. Oh shure I have been given the dual needle upon occasion and definitely have learned how 2 reflect it right back at my Earthly Brigger Cultist enemies out in Cali, but all that said, let me tell U about my car insurance and Mister Riches. Still I wonder who’s cheatin’ who in the country music world of God’s making of Oklahoma Russ Deflavia of northeast Philly, just as I wonder about Robert Riches, the man who came one night after mom and I made an appointment 2 switch companies 4 my car insurance. I had been a bit reckless and had speeded, I was young, and I had been placed into the high risk drivers pool. We also needed renters insurance, as I had purchased some stuff from the studio as well as an expensive open reel machine at MARTIN Audio/Video, in Manhattan, New York, and wanted 2 insure myself against theft and fire. We could not afford life insurance and know matter how hard he pressured mom and me, mom turned him down. He did not ever give up and in 1985, he was bound and determined 2 get me into a policy, which a few years after that, maybe 3-5 if memory is serving me at all correctly, I bought into a better one and made sure it had a cash surrender value. If this dude however had not insisted that I get life insurance, I would B DEAD right now. Wanna hear the bizarre story lads and lassies? First, it had a clause I never knew about, and that is if disabled as I indeed came 2B in 1994, my PITSY #4 year, and Harold C.’s Jubilee year, the insurance company picks up the premium 4 as long as I remained on disability. I thought I had no policy as I stopped paying once on disability. I even told them 2 cancel the policy. Some part of me even thinks the clause was added after I became disabled, and on top of that, I was kicked off it while at Griffin Pipe those 2 years as I was managing 2 work again on a full time basis, yet the policy stayed in force, and even though in 2005 after being off of disability for 2 or 3 years, and then ever since, have again been back on it and working part time 24 hours per week under the New Jersey Workability Program, all totally legal and above board, the point here is that during the off time, I made no premium payments, and yet the policy never died. Well, unfortunately, neither did I. One day in 2006 I got a notice about its value and that my address change 2 Hammonton was now updated by the mighty Rock. The point is that I was dead in the water and needed 2 pay some bills this past month of whoolio as South of the Borderers might call it, BRO. I filled out the surrender forms, and got a prompt check, and managed 2 climb out of a scary and deep hole. Governor Corzine put a knife in my back and killed the normal money I expected 2 get back on the rebate 4 renters, it is a larger amount 4 the disability people and always helps me pay bills around the time of the financial summer crunch. When the winter crunch hits, I get some federal income tax money refund 2 help out, and I count on these semiannual assists, not 2 go out and have a good time, just 2 pay my mother fucking bills, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, I think Mister Riches, or the Catholics would think this, was some kind of Angel. I do not believe in the traditional religious hocus pocus yet my belief system based on actual witnessed and remembered knowledge, goes bar beyond their quite limited concepts of the miraculous and the world of the spiritual, or ASTRAL. U only heard an extremely compressed and abridged version of the total Robert Riches story, there is more connected up in all of this, just like all the MC interactions R really not about her at all, but her new toy who falls asleep each night from an upline jail cell and wreaks havoc on humanity, and has 4 basically 13,020 years now, right about 2 the very exact day, huh HARRY????????????? I do not get tormented anymore with regularity by these 2 lovely ‘people’, PTL, and basically the Shop-Rite Grocery Store purple highlighted hair interaction is where it stopped, only bits and pieces since, and not a lot real pleasant, Lakehouses and along this line, but more with the branches of her family more local 2 my area, and that I actually am living with, the gods help me. However B4 this major up-tick in the Dow, there was another one, and I did not discuss it on the internet, nor do I wish 2. It is real bad, and would not B a good idea 4 me 2 blog it, U know, those lines, not the chemtrails, all though recently they hurt me real bad, woke me up Friday with an awful ass sore throat and the nasty mess was all over yesterday and last night’s local skies, go check it all out, how they cause FLU-LIKE symptoms, the entire 27 foot ball of stinking rotten wax, BRO, Google up; contrail/chemtrail, and check out these 2 great websites, BRA: www.chemtrail-central.com/ and www.chembusters.com/ and have a blast, yo.
Lightning has been wonderful 2 me lately, coming around me close with lovely bright colors and even let me feel her tingle my ankles out in the yard. I LOVE U MORE THAN WORDS CAN EVER HOPE 2 TELL U DIANA, my forever Teen-Queen. CU real soon at the waterfalls, get ready 4 love beyond your ‘dreams’ Baby-Blond.
Let me talk a little about the Lakehouse just mysteriously disappearing out of my proximity through living here with the Southern New Jersey Branch of TF-70. U never were told squat, and maybe I should tell U all a little bit, BRA. Joe King, Dawn King, and Elisa King, what a wild crew. U would not believe it if I told U a tenth of it, BRO. 4 sake of personal safety, I do not dare, anymore than I dare cross not only a recent line, but tell some other things that went on up in H-Bay a long time ago, greatest fishes and other things all notwithstanding, BRA. I need 2 first amend when I blogged about a face book person, Elaina King. No one tells me in this family, squat, and then they expect me 2 Google up shit and find it 4 them, none of this bunch is computer savvy, only Elaina is, and she uses the name Silva, as does her mom, Ann Silva. Jamie Silva is her husband, a wealthy property investor in Porto Rico if I am spelling the island correctly. I do not travel, I do not like it, I do not like trouble, taking risks, or making moves that involve any unknowns beyond those that life in general thrusts on all of us. I have just way 2 bad of either KARMA, magnetics, Huntington Curses, or whatever the motherfucking hell anyone wishes 2 call it. So I am not really great at spelling foreign shores. Anyway, Jamie left 4 the islands after Ann caught him cheating with another woman and would not have U know what with him. Men R dogs, and women know it. Yet good freaking men they treat like shit, go figure dudes, yo. I am a perfect gentleman with women and they treat me like a piece of toilet paper, well used. Anyway, do not check out Manhattan listings on King, it is under Silva, now they tell me, hay, it’s THAT-FAMILY, the whole clan is as dysfunctional as the most powerful branch of it. I just wanna find a way out of this, an escape, and what did SHE say in 1997 about that? Still think this blog is the work of a total freaking nut job, BRO? Finishing out the Lakehouse thing, Elisa, Joe King’s (sort of fiancé) loves 2 make trouble more than anyone I have ever met. Dawn told me that if she was not on probation she would literally have me one night take her over 2 the harbor and hide out near the house, and literally take her apart, sand Dawn can put 200 pound refrigerators over her head without breaking a sweat. On one particular day, she involved me in something and I admitted being under Stockholm Syndrome. As she works 4 Dyfiss and spell checker is worthless today and I know the word is misspelled, but it was a bad scene all around and I ended up as the horrible person, the family destroyer, I am the one who is trying 2 wreck this wonderful family, OK, sure, shore, shure, and phono records, whatever Oak Street Bob, when all I want is 2 ESCAPE this horrible clan and go back and live my own life. I am tired 2 death of South American music, constant Spanish around me when I barely know how 2 say tomorrow, flower, me, and count from one 2 ten, this and driving constantly and being screamed at and having no life at all 4 myself, is beyond being in maximum security prison, it is being in fiery fucking hell cubed, not squared, MC, CUBED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Read all this in 1996 and 1997, my readers, remember the pool, remember the entire nightmare at Haddonwood, am I really imagining all this shit? Where is Gerard Styles when I need him?, hell, maybe the ghost of Judah Zachary can’t even get me out of this one Stanley Oliver. Anyway, Collinwood and Haddonwood, forget Collingswood and fields and schools, but yo player, U really should C the way that property looks after all these years, just like the producers of DARK SHIT HOLES exploratronically saw all this stuff and made the show. As I said, moms boyfriend Dick LEVY shure wanted 2 get me out of the house on that one special day where that one episode aired where decades later I found out exactly Y. YO. Hay am I imagining Russ Thaxton at one in the morning, stuff like this is way beyond Patterson, come on, gimme a fucking break peeps, I don’t care if U spill milk on your diapers and never leave your crib, but Russ was over drunk as hell after he was molested at age 15 by Misses Goodfellow who was no fellow and certainly was no damn good Lex Luther, and he was over at my pad, in those days, and it was another 40 years back, heeda been over at my flop, huh City of Forever Kirk and Spok?????????????????????????? So how did Simon Baker and Callio’s huge municipal pipes get underneath the apartment? Ask whoever really lives in that part of freaking hyperspace, I was just a visiting exploratron, Cap Pick a Card. Rock and paper and scissors and what, MC? Tell me Rog, does your cuz agree or is she just fucking with me here. Does she in fact agree with my oh-7 blogs that say boldly and outright that indeed, my enemies R equal 2 Mary Carter and Martino Callio? I know then that I said that, and should have said McGuire-Callio, but is she agreeing or just playing games along with lovely Lester? U and your systems, please leave the mailbox game at an end-program. Either knock and meet your distant family or just go away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TANKS. Now here is how the lakehouse was made 2 vanish along with opposite spinning parlor tricking rotisserie wheels, BRA. All I had 2 do was go online and tell the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL that I had a wonderful time at the barbecue, read the blog from May of this year on www.blogger.com if it is not on any other site as I do not know how long many sites keep old blogs, but go there and read MAY BLOGS or Google search Mountainpen blogs with quotations and add in LAKEHOUSE or BARBECUE, BRA. I say what a fantastic and super great time I had, and WHAM, it poofs away, it is total magic, a parlor trick, and owned and controlled by the puppeteers of the HUNTINGTON CURSE OF BRAINTREE, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS HERTBERT HUNTINGTON, MAY U BURN IN THE FUCKING FIRES OF HELL 4 DOING THIS 2 ME, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END OF THE BLOG, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday MoUUUUUUrning, August 1, 2009 ADEG
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2 things R happening, one is that I am speaking 2 the 1995-1997 part of my life journal where the Morianity Project, so 2 speak, left off and got a bit meshed and married together. The 2nd thing is that I am also up here in the year 2009 where all of UR also, but then all of UR back there as well, and none of U get it. U think I either whack or some kind of time traveler. I am not whack, and there is no such thing as a time traveler, not now and not ever, it is all science fiction 4 one huge reason, time is an illusion, no matter what ol’ Albert thought. Despite my saying that, people R indeed existing here and there, by existing in a truer way. This truer way is existence in more than length and width and depth of 3 space dimensions. When time and hyperspace R realized as 2 more dimensions, it all is so clear, but the few who think they know this or R getting this, still really R not, believe me. I tried 2 prove in a small experiment with the most open minded dude I ever knew in my current existence as me, in the future referenced 2 my journal back in the nineties, I go by an internet blogging name and psudenum of Michael Mountainpen, exactly what I am now discussing, and found out quickly where even his limited horizons instantly caused him 2 totally pooh-pooh the idea. I was going 2 show this dude the crap of his life, and he just would not go with it. This was a dude who knew 4 a fact that lightning was a real entity and totally sentient, and many other powerful things, yet when it came 2 a bit of playing around with hyperspace and phase 4, he cut me off like a speeding reckless road driver. I do not blame him and even totally understand what gives, and no, I am not running straight 4 the ETTOS-3. I am sure E-3 and E-4 play huge parts in everybody’s failures or miseries in this human life, but still not everything is just 100% thought transmission or thought omission by the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, all though I am equally positive that some kind of small degree and amounts of this R laying in all things and at all times and locations, on this plane of existence where we R always under them, in the rules of the game, lawtronically.
How many times I have wondered now over the past year or so, how a dude named Robert Riches from the great and mighty Rock Insurance Company, fits supernaturally into my existence, I am not really sure at all. I know it is many times and I need no strong winds 2 carry the message 2 me wither, tee-hee. Still, lots of messages work their way around things, and not at all as I believed the mechanical structures behind this anomaly 2B in the Haddonwood days where my Life Journal on cassettes was about 2 wind down and come 2 a screeching halt, while simultaneously MORIANITY PROJECT would begins, and then the 2 would sort of merge into one reality, wow, could Patterson do this good? Truth is not always stranger, it is more powerful than fiction, because fiction literally exists on a realm below physical life, in the IMAGINATIONS of actual LIVING ENTITIES, the living on the physical plane is known of Astrally as Phase 3, while Phase-4 beings R the unintentional creations of phase 2 beings, that never make it into our realm physically as doing so would violate LAWTRONICS. B4 going on in 2000 Mrs. ‘somehow knew ahead of time how this number was gonna B pronounced’ Marola, let me tell U that yesterday Friday was a splitpire, the Phillies managed 2 pull off a win which Ida bet a trillion bucks against and lost, and the Dow was up which except 4 one day if memory serves, was up all last week 4 another hot butt wipe gain 4 the evil streets of Manhattan. I do not hate money or capitalism or Wall Street, but there is an out of control monster loose and it has been explained so often that I would now B insulting your intelligence out there by dignifying this with more rotes and reiterations on the damn subject, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVER SINCE THE TIME, AND IT IS ALL OFFICIAL GOOGLE, BLOGGER DOT COM LEGALLY DATED AND STAMPED, THE MOTORCYCLE AND PLANE CONVERGENCE ASSAULT ON ME ON THE WAY 2 WORK THAT SUNDAY AFTERNOON, THE BEAR MARKET ENDED. THEN WHEN I GOT A SMALL TURN BACK IN MY DIRECTION, THE FILTHY CHEATING WOMO ENEMIES OF THE BIG BUSINESS STREET, SLAMMED AND PUMMELED ME ALL OVER AGAIN, AND ALL OF U FOLLOWING THIS, KNOW WITH OR WITHOUT ROGER, AND HIS DUMB SYSTEMS, THAT THIS IS ALL REAL, WINDS OR NO WINDS, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! Just how many times does this need 2 keep getting re-explained 4 the sake of the gods, BRA!!!!!!!?????????????????????????? 4 the nineties readers, or those really perhaps in the 2000 thirties or so, reading the original life journals in proper time order, C, no magic, no T.T., all parlor tricks as I said, but 4U dudes and dudesses, I am up here now, and am kind of in the habit when emotional about something or really pissed off, of copying Detective Ed Green on the Law And Order hit Television show, with the BR, and the BRA, and the BRO. I love the guy, he is my hero, there never will B another Ed Green, U rock blaster-man. Sorry, a World-Lab expression not used yet like Squooks. So what is all this about Robert Riches from the insurance company, and no time travel followed by the statement just made? UC, the bible does this as well, U know, the atheists that love 2 locate all of the so-called biblical contradictions. Sheeeeeeit, parlor tricks. No magic or time machine exists, but there is a powerful secret, and it is not new as far as my discussing it today, and in fact it will not B discussed with detail today, this is not what the blog is dedicated 4 today, but the term used is EXPLORATRONICS, and it is how all of this stuff is done and always was and will B done, and it is a parlor trick. Gene Roddenberry and his 2 fantastic and very enlightened associates, Pillar and Berman, knew or proved 2 me anyway, that they had 2 know about exploratronics, when they came up with the episode of Next Generation ST where the inhabitants of a planet visited the starship by remote control. Maybe they just did not have government permission 2 broadcast even fictionally, that the visitations R dreams, as this would or might, invoke UFOLOGICAL and other paranormal phenomenon researchers 2 suddenly Susan C, just what REALLY is going on, and the CATHOLIC CHURCH would freaking ass collapse over freaking night!!!!!!!!!! I said this B4 and I will say it lots more, U CANNOT MERGE THE PLANES of the Physical and the Astral, it is literally easier 2 put water and oil together. I also gave the intelligencia the exact reasons Y, and if U do not C the truth after reading my words, I know UR not really the intelligencia of this part of 4/5-D reality. U never “DREAM” in the dimension UR in, if U did, it would cause U2 break the light barrier. 70-220 pounds or the average adult weight on Earth in mass, meeting itself on equal charge atomically, wham, the SS Enterprise does not claim 2 contain that much M/AM MP ‘Mixed-Propulsion’ at any given burst. U dream in other dimensions. I do not mean the ones that I actually count as 6th is mind and so forth, but actual virtually limitless atomic vibration agreements that cause individual or single songs, “universes”. Multiverse comes from the words of Multiple verses or songs, and songs R frequency vibrations, and the lyrical content is the stellar communications, ask any astrophysicist if stars do not speak, in hyper ultra high radio frequencies. I do not invent what I am saying, it is all very real, check it out, ask your local university science labs, all though many will scratch their heads, but some R still on the right page. U tune out the particular world U interact with on a consciously awake level, and then U dream into hyperspace. Still, B4UR doing any of this, U exist astrally, and all of it is really a huge DREAM-DOWN. Still, U do indeed wake into one signature agreeing frequency and this is where UR when awake, and then while dreaming, all though it all is through the astral matter itself in ways much 2 complex 2 explore with U right now, U dream in other parts and realities, and U know I am right, think about your dreams. U seem 2B in your house, but something is always a bit off, a bit different, that is hyperspace. Some more distant parts of hyperspace can disagree with here in major and vast ways, this is all topic 4 other times when indeed I have more time. So how does all this now 4 example explain dreaming the future or dreaming the interactions with MC all throughout the 2008 year?, and nineties readers, hold onto your hats at C squared. Well, the exact same atoms based on precise equal choices and decisions by weather and humans and the entire structure actually exist in the 5th dimension, but R laying apart from each other in the arrangement of the intra-varying hypersphere, translation, apart from each other in time only, one may B the same exact universe only on Earth it is noon on May 3, 1975 in Chicago, while in another it is 3PM, or 3PM, 100 years ago or from now. The 5th dimension is what is traveled through, and never physically, only perceptually. Again, this entire reality around all of U is mere waves and particles and your own mind and its perception of them translated into your waking consciousness through basically 5 sensory jack ins, (senses). Now 4 Robert Riches, and then we will talk a little about Mayan Queen, Doctor Julia White. Actually, she and he fit smack dab together on one powerful issue, but the reasons 4 it still elude me and I never lie about knowing anything. When I know, I tell U boldly and quite loudly and audaciously that I KNOW. When I do NOT KNOW, I WILL TELL U, straight out up front, hay BRO, I DON’T KNOW. When I left 112 East 5th Avenue in Mantua, New Jersey, USAESMWG on April 30 of 1980 to drive into the recording studio where I worked at the time, RPL, I never returned 2 this address, not 2 live anyway, actually I went back twice 2 visit the people I sold the house 2, Twinbay, Queen of Young-age and Outspoken Accomplishments, but I moved into 1802 Robin Hill, which so many blogs have discussed, where after 5 weeks of being there, I had my major LOIS FOCA INTERACTION, and shortly after that met Gawky Gaukauk the magic panther, and was given some incredible phonographic records by the studio printer named Mike Walters. Oh shure I have been given the dual needle upon occasion and definitely have learned how 2 reflect it right back at my Earthly Brigger Cultist enemies out in Cali, but all that said, let me tell U about my car insurance and Mister Riches. Still I wonder who’s cheatin’ who in the country music world of God’s making of Oklahoma Russ Deflavia of northeast Philly, just as I wonder about Robert Riches, the man who came one night after mom and I made an appointment 2 switch companies 4 my car insurance. I had been a bit reckless and had speeded, I was young, and I had been placed into the high risk drivers pool. We also needed renters insurance, as I had purchased some stuff from the studio as well as an expensive open reel machine at MARTIN Audio/Video, in Manhattan, New York, and wanted 2 insure myself against theft and fire. We could not afford life insurance and know matter how hard he pressured mom and me, mom turned him down. He did not ever give up and in 1985, he was bound and determined 2 get me into a policy, which a few years after that, maybe 3-5 if memory is serving me at all correctly, I bought into a better one and made sure it had a cash surrender value. If this dude however had not insisted that I get life insurance, I would B DEAD right now. Wanna hear the bizarre story lads and lassies? First, it had a clause I never knew about, and that is if disabled as I indeed came 2B in 1994, my PITSY #4 year, and Harold C.’s Jubilee year, the insurance company picks up the premium 4 as long as I remained on disability. I thought I had no policy as I stopped paying once on disability. I even told them 2 cancel the policy. Some part of me even thinks the clause was added after I became disabled, and on top of that, I was kicked off it while at Griffin Pipe those 2 years as I was managing 2 work again on a full time basis, yet the policy stayed in force, and even though in 2005 after being off of disability for 2 or 3 years, and then ever since, have again been back on it and working part time 24 hours per week under the New Jersey Workability Program, all totally legal and above board, the point here is that during the off time, I made no premium payments, and yet the policy never died. Well, unfortunately, neither did I. One day in 2006 I got a notice about its value and that my address change 2 Hammonton was now updated by the mighty Rock. The point is that I was dead in the water and needed 2 pay some bills this past month of whoolio as South of the Borderers might call it, BRO. I filled out the surrender forms, and got a prompt check, and managed 2 climb out of a scary and deep hole. Governor Corzine put a knife in my back and killed the normal money I expected 2 get back on the rebate 4 renters, it is a larger amount 4 the disability people and always helps me pay bills around the time of the financial summer crunch. When the winter crunch hits, I get some federal income tax money refund 2 help out, and I count on these semiannual assists, not 2 go out and have a good time, just 2 pay my mother fucking bills, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, I think Mister Riches, or the Catholics would think this, was some kind of Angel. I do not believe in the traditional religious hocus pocus yet my belief system based on actual witnessed and remembered knowledge, goes bar beyond their quite limited concepts of the miraculous and the world of the spiritual, or ASTRAL. U only heard an extremely compressed and abridged version of the total Robert Riches story, there is more connected up in all of this, just like all the MC interactions R really not about her at all, but her new toy who falls asleep each night from an upline jail cell and wreaks havoc on humanity, and has 4 basically 13,020 years now, right about 2 the very exact day, huh HARRY????????????? I do not get tormented anymore with regularity by these 2 lovely ‘people’, PTL, and basically the Shop-Rite Grocery Store purple highlighted hair interaction is where it stopped, only bits and pieces since, and not a lot real pleasant, Lakehouses and along this line, but more with the branches of her family more local 2 my area, and that I actually am living with, the gods help me. However B4 this major up-tick in the Dow, there was another one, and I did not discuss it on the internet, nor do I wish 2. It is real bad, and would not B a good idea 4 me 2 blog it, U know, those lines, not the chemtrails, all though recently they hurt me real bad, woke me up Friday with an awful ass sore throat and the nasty mess was all over yesterday and last night’s local skies, go check it all out, how they cause FLU-LIKE symptoms, the entire 27 foot ball of stinking rotten wax, BRO, Google up; contrail/chemtrail, and check out these 2 great websites, BRA: www.chemtrail-central.com/ and www.chembusters.com/ and have a blast, yo.
Lightning has been wonderful 2 me lately, coming around me close with lovely bright colors and even let me feel her tingle my ankles out in the yard. I LOVE U MORE THAN WORDS CAN EVER HOPE 2 TELL U DIANA, my forever Teen-Queen. CU real soon at the waterfalls, get ready 4 love beyond your ‘dreams’ Baby-Blond.
Let me talk a little about the Lakehouse just mysteriously disappearing out of my proximity through living here with the Southern New Jersey Branch of TF-70. U never were told squat, and maybe I should tell U all a little bit, BRA. Joe King, Dawn King, and Elisa King, what a wild crew. U would not believe it if I told U a tenth of it, BRO. 4 sake of personal safety, I do not dare, anymore than I dare cross not only a recent line, but tell some other things that went on up in H-Bay a long time ago, greatest fishes and other things all notwithstanding, BRA. I need 2 first amend when I blogged about a face book person, Elaina King. No one tells me in this family, squat, and then they expect me 2 Google up shit and find it 4 them, none of this bunch is computer savvy, only Elaina is, and she uses the name Silva, as does her mom, Ann Silva. Jamie Silva is her husband, a wealthy property investor in Porto Rico if I am spelling the island correctly. I do not travel, I do not like it, I do not like trouble, taking risks, or making moves that involve any unknowns beyond those that life in general thrusts on all of us. I have just way 2 bad of either KARMA, magnetics, Huntington Curses, or whatever the motherfucking hell anyone wishes 2 call it. So I am not really great at spelling foreign shores. Anyway, Jamie left 4 the islands after Ann caught him cheating with another woman and would not have U know what with him. Men R dogs, and women know it. Yet good freaking men they treat like shit, go figure dudes, yo. I am a perfect gentleman with women and they treat me like a piece of toilet paper, well used. Anyway, do not check out Manhattan listings on King, it is under Silva, now they tell me, hay, it’s THAT-FAMILY, the whole clan is as dysfunctional as the most powerful branch of it. I just wanna find a way out of this, an escape, and what did SHE say in 1997 about that? Still think this blog is the work of a total freaking nut job, BRO? Finishing out the Lakehouse thing, Elisa, Joe King’s (sort of fiancé) loves 2 make trouble more than anyone I have ever met. Dawn told me that if she was not on probation she would literally have me one night take her over 2 the harbor and hide out near the house, and literally take her apart, sand Dawn can put 200 pound refrigerators over her head without breaking a sweat. On one particular day, she involved me in something and I admitted being under Stockholm Syndrome. As she works 4 Dyfiss and spell checker is worthless today and I know the word is misspelled, but it was a bad scene all around and I ended up as the horrible person, the family destroyer, I am the one who is trying 2 wreck this wonderful family, OK, sure, shore, shure, and phono records, whatever Oak Street Bob, when all I want is 2 ESCAPE this horrible clan and go back and live my own life. I am tired 2 death of South American music, constant Spanish around me when I barely know how 2 say tomorrow, flower, me, and count from one 2 ten, this and driving constantly and being screamed at and having no life at all 4 myself, is beyond being in maximum security prison, it is being in fiery fucking hell cubed, not squared, MC, CUBED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Read all this in 1996 and 1997, my readers, remember the pool, remember the entire nightmare at Haddonwood, am I really imagining all this shit? Where is Gerard Styles when I need him?, hell, maybe the ghost of Judah Zachary can’t even get me out of this one Stanley Oliver. Anyway, Collinwood and Haddonwood, forget Collingswood and fields and schools, but yo player, U really should C the way that property looks after all these years, just like the producers of DARK SHIT HOLES exploratronically saw all this stuff and made the show. As I said, moms boyfriend Dick LEVY shure wanted 2 get me out of the house on that one special day where that one episode aired where decades later I found out exactly Y. YO. Hay am I imagining Russ Thaxton at one in the morning, stuff like this is way beyond Patterson, come on, gimme a fucking break peeps, I don’t care if U spill milk on your diapers and never leave your crib, but Russ was over drunk as hell after he was molested at age 15 by Misses Goodfellow who was no fellow and certainly was no damn good Lex Luther, and he was over at my pad, in those days, and it was another 40 years back, heeda been over at my flop, huh City of Forever Kirk and Spok?????????????????????????? So how did Simon Baker and Callio’s huge municipal pipes get underneath the apartment? Ask whoever really lives in that part of freaking hyperspace, I was just a visiting exploratron, Cap Pick a Card. Rock and paper and scissors and what, MC? Tell me Rog, does your cuz agree or is she just fucking with me here. Does she in fact agree with my oh-7 blogs that say boldly and outright that indeed, my enemies R equal 2 Mary Carter and Martino Callio? I know then that I said that, and should have said McGuire-Callio, but is she agreeing or just playing games along with lovely Lester? U and your systems, please leave the mailbox game at an end-program. Either knock and meet your distant family or just go away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TANKS. Now here is how the lakehouse was made 2 vanish along with opposite spinning parlor tricking rotisserie wheels, BRA. All I had 2 do was go online and tell the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL that I had a wonderful time at the barbecue, read the blog from May of this year on www.blogger.com if it is not on any other site as I do not know how long many sites keep old blogs, but go there and read MAY BLOGS or Google search Mountainpen blogs with quotations and add in LAKEHOUSE or BARBECUE, BRA. I say what a fantastic and super great time I had, and WHAM, it poofs away, it is total magic, a parlor trick, and owned and controlled by the puppeteers of the HUNTINGTON CURSE OF BRAINTREE, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS HERTBERT HUNTINGTON, MAY U BURN IN THE FUCKING FIRES OF HELL 4 DOING THIS 2 ME, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END OF THE BLOG, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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