SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0582

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0582

3:00 PM ON OCTOBER 3RD, SUPER BOTBAR, 2012

EVERY DAY IS HELL AND FUCKING COCK SUCKING

TOTAL BOTBAR BECAUSE OF THESE DISEASED NABES

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All mother fucking afternoon, they yell out in the hall as well as in their apartment and it across the hall from me and this building has onion thin flimsy walls and doors. They blare loud thumping hell music also. But the plot mother fucking thickens today.

They knew I never went to see Sheriff Mascara last week, they all know every move I make. They knew I did not talk to the Resident Manager, Debbie as well. However, right shy of three today during the thick of this evil persecution, I quietly left Debbie a voicemail and said I wish to see her on Friday, reminding me of what these horrible nabes are doing, and this is the day she will be here in the office at this building. I told her that if the other man in that apartment who's leaving, led to these monsters moving in, was permitted to go to another apartment just to be closer to his pal, then why he is privileged. I need to get out of here because these monsters are harassing me. It is the lady who I call the RINGTONE MONSTER from a year or more back. She thinks she owns the entire building. She moves closer and closer, and now is right there, yet she is subletting from the normal tall large lady of cauk persuasion, who actually is leasing it. She has been sent to do this to me, by my wonderful lovely daughter, I am quite sure. She is paying me back for the past, and I knew this was true all along, and did not want to admit any of this to myself. My point however is not this, but that the minute I very quietly left this message for Debbie, from another part of the room where there is no human normal way for them to be able to hear it over their loud thumping music and screaming and shouting, yet, I no sooner hung up and counted to ten, and the music was off, and all is quiet as a church mouse. I know you can buy devices and see them advertised on TV, such as MIRACLE EAR, and there are many types of spy apparatus folks can buy. They are obviously listening in on me, and know every move I make. As soon as I post this up, a little bell will go off on their phone or tablet or whatever letting them know this post just was published to the internet, I know this, because Paul Evans Pedersen told me that when he was following my blogs last year on the WORDPRESS site, this is what he was able to do. Just because I am a technomoron, does not mean others are, kids these days have computers in their cribs right next to their fucking diapers, and in first grade as well, and right through school. Just because I am no match for my enemies and never have been, does not mean this is all not real and fucking cunt happening.

THERE SEEMS TO BE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT ANY OF THIS, and was right all along, Judges, Conner, Raso, and Tombay, your honors!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAGNETIC SOUND MACHINE-----SCAN ALL MY WICKED DEMONIC FILTHY ROTTEN SICK ENEMIES THAT ARE HURTING ME SO BADLY FOR NEARLY 58 YEARS NOW AS MARK WAYNE MOHR, AND YOU KNOW WHAT TO DOM, AND YOU WHEN TO DO IT, CODE BRENDA MOORE FROM 1993, ALL ORDERS, GO AND SO, ALL TECKS, ZD AND AD, ALL MAXED OUT CONTROLS AND MAXED OUT PULL GAIN TO INFINITY POWER SETTING LEVELS AT 11.8 INCHES PER NANOSECOND, TRANSPOWER BLOCK USAGE UNDER PUNSIHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, ON AN (I) TO (D), A/B—TONE, PHASING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CG-18 UNDER g-1133, G- 901 AND STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Many earthquakes are coming now, many meteor strikes will end this world not that far from now, you are all doomed for this nightmare. I am not afraid of you GODDESS SCYLLA.

Paula Uwich warned me and so did Ann King, and I did not listen. They told me just how dangerous you are and how much you truly hate me, on the physical plane of existence. You and your teenaged frikkin games.

If Resident Manager D. Moratto, does not let me move out of here, then I must make appontments in Tallahassee at the State Capitol to report this total illegal activity, and then let the chips AND THE HEADS, fall wherever they may happen to fucking ass do so!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I knew trouble was ahead when the normal first of the month was not used, but they waited for a powerful BOTBAR ATTACK PERIOD in my life, today, after the last few, to run the Saint Lunci Nuclear Power Plant Test Warning System. It was not real long like it was on many occassions, lasting for hours. It is such a joke anyway. If the plant blows, as 911 dispatchers told me about a year ago give or take, we won't even know it. This would really mother fucking end all of my woes and hell with a lot of really screwed up twisted powerful folks, the world over, huh SHORTY MACINVONDI TRUMP??????????? This is all HIS REPUBLICAN PARALLEL EVENT NIGHTMARE SHIT, it's been happening to me since, here we are again everyone, AUGUST THE 14TH IN FUCKING CUNT GOOD OLD MISERABLE ASS 1986!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tonight, his boy debates our President, or mine anyway.

GO O, GO O, GO O, GO, O!

SSSSSSSSSARAH said many things at HER wonderful SSSSSSSSSHOP, in 1969. Now, the great SSSSSSSSSSSECRERTS OF THE RRRRRRRRROSE GARDEN ARE TAKING THEIR FFFFFFFFFFFFFFINAL TTTTTTTTTTTTTTOLL ON ME, RIGHT YOU CHCHCHCHCHCHCHCHCHILD MOLESTER, MISTER TTTTTTTTTTTTTTHOMAS J. REALE, OF SSSSSSSSSSSSSOMERS POINT, NEW JJJJJJJJJJJJJJERSEY, YOU SICK EVIL MONSTER?

Oh yes, the good and bad together really make the world's go 'round, so thank you kindly Adam-atom, as Pandora's box you've found. Have you ever ever wondered what wil;l become of those lovely many pales of fish?????????????? I know, they will be poisoned and fed to poor me, gift rapped. Well, folks, no prob-Bob, and here is YYYYYYYYYYYYY. Before they get to me, Barnabas Collins, I'LL GET TO ALL OF YOU, so fuck with my Comcast Cable all you want to, I will soon be having it shut off, along with my phone. I will go to LAKE CHAPALLA, MEXICO, and get out of here before they all fucking cock sucking murder me and get scott ass fucking free away with it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That song finished me, you were right all along Ann King, you witch, and you knew it so well, and could have given me a heads up. Now I just await the NASA CHOPPERS to HUMPTY DUMPTY ME from here to fucking INDIAN RIVER COUNTY. Where are you when I need you Russell Thaxton? Seems you had a lot more guts as a teen. I really respected you back then when we were blowing Count Voncucci's pathetic mind, or I guess, I was, to quote you from fucking ass 1969. How about when he blew fucking mine out in the hall. Why does everybody on this planet know all about me except for my fucking cunt self, old school chum, YO???????

THIS WORLD WILL BE TOTALLY DESTROYED FOR WHAT IS BEING DONE TO ME, KNOW THAT ONE.

Criminals are given the world and the innocent are persecuted, my life is right out of fucking Holy Scripture, so it seems. \***ENDING THE BLOG.***/