SAFE
JOURNAL, CHAPTER DCIII
8:36
PM-EDST-SATURDAY NOT ALL RIGHT SIR ELTON
OCTOBER
THE 20TH OF 2012
TEOHIV/TMCEAM/MORPRO
NO
BLOG SUBTITLE NUMBER FOUR:
©
2006-2012 MARK WAYNE MOHR OF HAMMONTON, NJ
©
2006-2012 MARK WAYNE MOHR OF FORT PIERCE, FL
SWORN
VOLUNTARILY TAKEN OATH OF TRUTH UNDER
ABSOLUTE
PENALTIES OF LIBEL, SLANDER, AND PERJURY
WORLD
LABORATORIES ® OF 2295
BEGINNING
BLOGGING TRANSMISSION:
OK
John Hoseman King, and other folks, and those friendly to the enemy
family of kings, queens, and other horrendous folks who have made it
their life's mission to totally wipe out and devastate and absolutely
obliterate my entire life, lock, stock, crock, and barrel, here we
are again, just another ascending number on a blog title. WOW.
Get
ready for some powerhouse mother fucking GAWNUM shit folks, or else,
please leave the blog, as I can assure you that THE BLOGS OF CAMERON
A. TYLER, AND HIS CAMPING EXPEDITIONS are right out there waiting for
you to read, or perhaps, JOEY NORTH JUNIOR, and his DIFFICULT CHILD
DISCIPLINE TACTICS BLOG, may better entertain your fancy; but if you
stay here; we will be getting into it, short and sweet, and nasty,
but WE WILL GET INTO some real nasty ass mother fucking BULLSHIT at
C-CUBED, BRO!!!!!!!!!!Oh Joey North, help me pweeeeeeeeeeeeeeze,
crissake, YO!
Yes
folks, I need not go back to 1976 to the great and fucking
illustrious CARRIAGE-LAMP APARTMENTS, that at one point later became
the NEW YORK APARTMENTS, proving some real powerful TIME TRAVEL
TRUTHS, MIZZ JUMPER EISENHOWER, or else just pure absurd stupidity
for naming a place in frikkin Clementon, New Jersey, with such
ridiculousness, but no, I need not go there to Lenny McKinnon's other
CP PALS, the MAGIC MUSHROOMS, or just back two years into OH MAROLA
TEN and the great NEW YORK SPECIAL VICTIMS UNIT SQUAD, huh lovely
other PP?? No peeps, YO, I need not go there to know that I do not
deliver pizza, go to wild parties, or for that matter, order any of
these great Obama cakes with tomato sauce. Still, now that the
funny's are all out of the frikin ass way, YO; here we are with this
real powerful kitty cat from the spirit worlds, some refer to as the
ASTRAL-PLANE, sir GAWKY GAUKAUK, and I have shortened this to my
kitty GAGA, and yes, my 2007 music project, also nice and neatly
frikkin copyrighted and sent on 31 October of 2007, mailed from
Mullica Township in New Jersey, down to the lands of the DOC, huh
Eddie Himacane, whsssshssshhhsssshhhhwwshh! Yes Andrew Haddon field,
you sure had a weird thing for the Mullica River, and Monica, oh
well, decades later all sorts of shit was meant to connect into all
this symbolically, Jeese Louise old pal surfer hang ten Fontanna,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Before
we get into several recently asked questions of SIR GAGA, let me
assure you that Gauky goes back with me to 1976 in powerful dreaming
interactions, long before the great recording legend lady, was ever
even born, that way, or at all, for that matter,
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Moving on with related stuff before
I tell the most recently done Q&A with GAGA, here this, with or
without a megaphone,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yesterday,
Friday, I played the NABES, on a quieter and better day, and they
lost to me in three games, with scores of -5, -3, and minus 1. Today
on a day where they really revved up the shit against me and I know
why and so does GAGA and this is what we will be discussing in a
moment, but yes peeps; today they frikkin creamed me in PQR or
PAPER-QUANTUM-ROULETTE, and in three games also, with scores of +3,
+3, and +5. As stated on an earlier blog regarding playing PQR,
yesterday is only being played so a record and book score may be
kept, but never would I platy an enemy faction on a day they are not
harassing me, not even with the reversal of the bets they make on the
system. Today now, I would play their exact bets, and if I had, I
would use 100 dollar chips, and would have been able to make a quick
cool friffin piece of chump change, in the amount of 1100 bucks,
minus any green house vig outcomes that will occasionally come my
way, but not take that significant of a bite out of the profits,
TEE-HEE-HEE- HEE, Lilly Andrews Munster, in or out of love, all over
again, huh DIANA???????????????????? WEEEEEEE!
Oh
yes folks, I asked why the horrible shit siege against me began at
the dot of 2:30 this after frikkin noon, my local time on the EAST
COAST, here in Florida, sunny paradise, whatever, Congressman
TEE-HEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My
answer was PCN-844. I don't really need to frikkin insult the
intelligence of my real followers or MORIANS, but I will, as the list
is quite short and sweet.
MC
sent me two letters in a dream----2012----1986----connection with
“Real Good Girl” song, and MC----
As
I said, short, sweet, and tells a lot, I love mathematics, just like
Camille's twin Gab in the show. Hurt me all you want to BEG, IWALU
Goddess SKY,no matter what game you play with THAT-BOY,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now
I also asked GAGA recently, two days ago on the KARGE-18th
to be more exact here folks; just why that SUPER BOTBAR day was
handed to me by my WOMO ENEMY SCU BAG ASS LICKERS, and was given
PCN-532. Lots of matching items are in my list for this powerful
number. Maybe on a later blog I will share these, but right now, I
would bet good hard cold cash money on the fact that my real
followers and Morians, have many of the same items worked out for
this number for me all ready, even right down to that lizard sewer
lapping insurance company, known as General Insurance Company, or
just GEICO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am not going to waste time on
printing twenty other match-items. Here is another recent asked and
answered GAWNUM equation for you, L-4 and any and all others out
here, YO!!!!!!
What
is the great Paula King, we all know that is a street name for her a
long time ago, and we all know who she is, or we should, Huh Quentin
Petoffi Collins of 1969, literally 1969, Sheeeeesus Christmas frikkin
trees, do I love it when shit gets this mother fucking ass good, YO,
but yes, what is she right now doing and thinking that pertains to me
and my internet blogging of all that she has done to me, and her
wonderful great family that fell from out the skies one day,
YO?????????????????????????????
Gawky
said to me, MEOWWWWW, and PCN-484. Now you really don't
want to get me going here, and again, you who loyally follow al of
this, I'm quite positive, have also worked out some of these powerful
matching items for this PRIVATE-COSMICODED
NUMBER, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Oh the gods, watch out for those
dam Humpty Dumpty NASA helicopters, and Dawn-Marie King breaking my
face with her so many promised punches throughout my time living with
that diseased vicious monster,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of course the Bohemian Grove
is PCN-484, but so is another more accepted nickname for my oldest,
as she hates the one I gave to her. Still, double bubbles and
computer hacks, give me a break, All Mighty Goddess and RULER of the
EMPIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOW!
Let me move this
right along, and finish shit up so I can watch the new episode of the
great DICK WOLF's L&O-SVU, WHAAAA!!!
I
have a wild new roulette system on top of the QUANTUM-ROULETTE, that
has not failed me ever since this attack a month ago with those dirt
swallowing nabes across the hall. I will tell it when I am ready to
watch it go down in flames, as telling systems, is also a quantum
reality, and we need not fully explore those details right now on
tonight's whittle bwog, Elmer Fwudddddd, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
I
will end with this little bit of noteworthy bullshit however. Answers
may very well lie after-all, in Carlisle, Pennsylvania just as ADA
Ron Wirtz Senior told me back in 1996 after my hypnotherapy session
over at the clinic of Doctor Mark Wolf on Main Street, in Moorestown,
New Jersey.
Still
folks, it may not, and we can talk a lot more later, about that. This
is just to whet appetites right now, with or without HARVEST DREAMS,
or BANQUET FISH FEASTS, YO!! But I will say this much, Mayor Levy of
2006, and time traveler talker too
mucher David Charles Roth.
In early 2010 while in White City, the southeastern section of the
great & illustrious, sunny paradise, Fort Pierce, Florida; my
real MORIANS, or followers of MORIANITY, know; about a wild, and
very vivid ass dreaming experience I had, while living in that
RV PARK and in that RV, at number 123,
huh Diana, MY ENDLESS IWALU LOVE, DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I walked
down a long hallway and a door slammed hard behind me, but not
because I had entered, as the door all ready closed once. I looked
back and a man with some children were behind me, and following me,
as I headed towards a laboratory on one side and an extremely weird
swimming pool on the opposite side. The hallway gradually inclined up
after about a 40 yard walk from the door and the outside world before
that; and then after ten yards more and going about four feet higher,
the hall turned in only one direction, to the right, and ahead, on
the left was the pool, and to the right abnd sort of straight and
further on, was the lab. I went left and into a room with this pool
that had an entire bottom intentionally filled with small black
seashells, shell-shells, the kind that are small, and can be either
black or white, and they have the shape distinctly marked on their
outside, that is a shell. I know they have a name, and I just call
them shell fish shells, but I always did call them that. Later on in
my life, when I would disobey my great All Mighty empire ruling TEEN
QUEEN, and not do something she wanted me to do, or go and do
something that she did not want me to do; she would always call me a
SHELLFISH! Now, this outside road, I finally remember where it is, it
is on the outskirts of the town, Carlisle, in Pennsylvania. I know
exactly where it is, but not what it is in this dimension or even if
it has this wild lab and pool. But I do hear the words of ADA Wirtz
still loudly and distinctly ringing in my frikkin ears, that I'll
find my answers to all of this stuff, in Carlisle, PA-USA-ESMWG. I
cannot resist doing it again, sorry world, deal with it now or at a
later time, but here goes, YO, WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let me end this blog for tonight, but Arnie Muscleman sir, with or
without the ripoff of my FULL-RECALL-0TAPE before your mighty movie,
ouch,
don't hit me GOV, yes sir, I'LL BE BAHCK!!!!!!!!
WHAAAAAAAAA.
END
TRANNY.
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