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RED
ALERT*****RED ALERT*****RED ALERT*****
SAFE
JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0469
KING
NEBNOOPERSECUTEDFOREVERSHOO
LATE
TUESDAY MOTHER FUCKING ASS AFTERNOON, YO
4:30
PM ON JULY THIRD IN TWENTY-MAROLA-TWELVE
(WORST
TWO DAY ATTACK BOTBAR SIEGE IN YEARS)
(WORST
WEEK OF HELL AND DEATH PERSECUTION IN DECADES)
TEOHIV/TMCAM/MORPRO
BLOG
SUBTITLE NUMBER FOUR:
“RED
ALERT, RED ALERT, THIS IS NOT A SUNRAM DRILL FROM 1969”
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2012
FORMERLY
OF HAMMONTON, NJ, NOW RESIDENT OF FORT PIERCE, FL
SWORN
OATH OF TRUTH, UNDER FULL PENALTIED FOR LIBEL
AND
PERJURY CHARGES UNDER THE LAWS OF THE UNITED STATES
BEGINNING
THIS TRANSMISSION:
All
day long, fire alarms, and fire alarms have been quite continual over
the past week and especially last several days. The hallway holler
club are around, not as bad, but they are there, after a week of
lovely quiet, and at exactly eleven minutes past nine this
moUUUUUUUrning, came a major
air assault on me, for a second day in a row, THE
FIRST ONE BEING AT THE PARKING LOT AT DOCTOR SCHORR'S OFFICE
YESTERSAY AROUND JUST PAST TWO UPON MY IMMEDIATE ARRIVAL THERE,
PARKING, AND SHUTTING OFF MY AUTOMOBILE. The attack this
moUUUUUUUUUrning was here at my residence, and by two
CRASH-LEVEL-ZENITHING private airplanes, one right after the other,
shaking the building and nearly ILLEGALLY CRASHING RIGHT INTO IT,
here at 601 Avenue B in Fort Pierce, Florida, oh GREAT FEDERAL BUREAU
OF INVESTIGATION, WITH FIELD OFFICES IN JACKSONVILLE AND MIAMA; AND
SUPPOSEDLY THERE, TO PROTECT THE INNOCENT CITIZENS OF THIS COUNTRY,
FROM CRIMINALITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH
DIANA my LOVELY LIGHTNING, WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOUR WONDERFUL
PROTECTION, FROM THIS SNOT DRIZZLING SUB SQUAT SCUM? I NEED YOU MY
BL-OND BL. Why can't you help your loyal pal, Alex? These twiste4d
bags of human disease are literally obliterating every facet of my
life, making my life beyond sub vampiric, I'm thinking of legally
changing my mother fucking cunt name to ROSEANN
DELANEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here
is what I think is happening, and then I'll tell what I asked GAGA my
cat, three major questions about things, and the three major ass
answers that he gave to me as a result, using an ordinary pack of
mother fucking ass playing cards, Mini-Perfectrip Pennock of
1973!!!!!!
BEFORE
I DO THIS HOWEVER PEEPS, YO, here is a little defense action.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC:
OPEN COMMAND on General Order, not breakdown, 7, and use all other GO
and SO. Use all ADT and ZDT. Scan all enemies attacking me for this
past week and killing and murdering me covertly. Scan all those who
they love as well. Make an image-object, and then crush it, and place
it on your TB with or without any FV, (Transpower Block) or PU from
Glendora. On my next voice-print, not digitally sampled, typed and
heard inside my mind into your machine mind on the sixth dimension;
empower to the maximum, so that this CRUSHED-IO, not 'ten' but
image-object, and definitely not fucking TENNESSEE AVENUE IN ATLANTIC
CITY, is completely causing the total destruction of this pure filth,
to quote my pal Archie Bunker, as I go off now, whistling at my own
wife. GO TO CG-18, AND S---T---O---P. Now let me tell the blog, my
conversation with the GAGA-CAT. Like Hyundai DUHHHHHHHHH and color me
mine and quite unimpressed, sir Lenny Briscoe, sir. A LOT OF PLANE
CRASHES, CHOPPER CRASHES, MILITUFORCE CRASHES, AND MANY WILD WEATHER
PATTERNS WILL DOOM THIS ENTUIRE SUMMER FOR A GREAT MAJORITY OF
PEOPLE. You can all thank the WOMO enemy for this, not Maggie. I need
to strike back, and fucking ass survive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY
THREE QUERRIES OF THE GAWNUM WERE DONE AFTER THE MAJOR AIR ASSAULT
GIVEN TO ME AT WHEN ELSE, WOW,
BUT AT 9:11 THIS MORNING, CRASH LEVEL PLANES,
PLANES CRASHING INTO MANHATTAN BUILDINGS AND PENTAGONS, OH AND YOU
KNOW FOLKS, I AM MOST LIKELY ON WATCH LISTS AND DON'T FLY LISTS, AND
THEY WHO ARE DOING OF THIS CRIME AGAINST FUCKING CUNT HUMANITY AND
ME, ARE EATING BANQUET FEASTS WITH OR WITHOUT HARBOR HARVESTS OR
HOWEVER THEY MAY BE SEEING THE FOOD WHILE THEY SURF AND FREAKING ASS
TURF, own everything, make our laws and break them when they choose
to while holding us 99ers up to the standard at all times, and jail
us for jay fucking walking, and on and on I could easily go, LADS,
LASSIES, LABBERS, AND LABRADOR RETRIEVER DOGS. For shortened future
abbreviation, I may just say, 'LLL&L', or shorter still, just
'L4'. Now for kitty cat and me, folks, this is real serious fucking
shit, so grab your ankles and pretend you are at showering at a
maximum security prison somewhere. It still beats what LG Mickey did
to me in 1996 at Haddonwood Swim Club in Deptford, New Jersey,
USAESMWG with the soap. Unlike you Rog, my ordeal was painful, yours
was merely offensive, and I know you're pissed at me for destroying
the master digital recreation of a powerful old song. Oh well, bring
it my friend.
QUESTION
ONE TO THE GAWNUM:
YYYYYYYYYYY
AM I UNDER THIS UNGODLY DEMONIC HELL ATTACK AND DEATH SIEGE FOR A
WEEK AND ESPECIALLY OVER THE PAST TWO DAYS OF JULY 2 AND JULY 3?
ANSWER
ONE FROM THE GAWNUM: PCN-253.
SOME
OF THE REALLY POWERFUL MATCH LISTINGS FROM MY BOOK ARE AS FOLLOWS:
GREATEST
FISH IN THE BAY, EXPLORATRON, WHEN 'NEW SHOES' GROUP FIRST APPEARED
IN NEW YORK CITY, BRAND NEW KEY, KNOCK ON WOOD, BLACK SHELLS, VIQUEEN
GANG, EDWIN POTTER, CONNECTION WITH SONG “GONNA' GET ALONG WITHOUT
YOU”.
These
things in light of the past five or so of my blogs, fit like a lady's
smooth exact custom fitting gloves. My mother had a boss who she
dated and almost died as a result of, at that wonderful ass shipping
company, back in 1977 when it was still Lavino of Philadelphia and
had not been bought out by British giant, Inchcape Shipping, crooked
David Bernstein Twain thief, back in good old monster fire hell year
1997. Black shells or pearls, as in PEE and her fascination with the
kamikaze suicide dive bomber pilots from World War ll, we need not
even go into the biggest subject of everything L4, EXPLORATRONS.
Now let me move this onto my second GAWNUM QUERRY
out of the three, folks. SHEEEEEEEEEEIT.
QUESTION
TWO TO THE GAWNUM:
EXACTLY
WHAT ARE MY OLDER DAUGHTERS' PRESENT TIME FEELINGS AND ATTITUDES,
REGARDING ME THIS VERY DAY?
ANSWER
TWO FROM THE GAWNUM: PCN-954, “WOW”.
SOME
OF THE REALLY POWERFUL MATCH LISTINGS FROM MY BOOK ARE AS FOLLOWS:
GUATEMALA,
WAYNE MOHR, DIANE ROSS, HALLOWEEN, OCTOBER FIVE, TWO THOUSAND EIGHT.
Do
I even bother to say, “double WOW' here L4?
QUESTION
THREE TO THE GAWNUM:
WHAT
ARE MY WOMO ENEMY'S ABSOLUTE LIFELONG GOAL OR GOALS FOR ME?
ANSWER
THREE FROM THE GAWNUM: PCN-781.
BABYLON,
BUZZARD, GOD'S DOG, EXTREMELY VIOLENT, PROPHET OF NOTHING, JULY
TWELVE NINETEEN SEVENTY, CREATOR, (and some other not real safe to
blog stuff) peeps. I know the two great limits, the speed of light,
and my safe blogging limits that in some case tell what this speed is
really there to do, yet must shut my big fat ass mouth up, or else,
YO.
Well
L4, as well as all readers that include the three categories of
Morians, Lessians, and Inbetweenians; let me throw this into the mix.
This particular death siege from the WOMOTAMM did me a favor through
the back door, small, but still a fucking ass favor. It has taken a
CARDDECK into even newer and better BLACKSPACE territory. The
further, in either the WHITESPACE or the BLACKSPACE direction, that
any of my carddecks can get away from the 40-60% Neutral Zones, the
better. At 5:32 FAA, and other authorities, I had another WOMO ENEMY
private loud aerial assault on me here at 601 Avenue B, I am sure
that in time, I can get others around me very aware of this powerful
persecution, later still, get it onto a digital format, and uploaded
into my YOU-TUBE account, and even, without having to wear myself out
chasing Gawky up the stairs to get some answers. That was a low blow
on my trumpet horn, but I feel right now, somewhat deserved, for
present bad behavior. Donna, one of your songs springs to mind as
appropriate here, that is, in title name. We just need to make it a
singularity, but then lots of QM laboratories can help me on that
project, am I incorrect? Speaking of titles and names given to stuff
in the worlds of Quantum Physics, SING-ULARITY, symbols can be
deafening with me, when they are merely respelled as follows,
cymbals. MC beat me up in my sleep, so yes, DAG, a bad girl these
days.
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