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THE
EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE
MILLIONTH-COUNCIL-EXPLORATRONS AND ME
MORIANITY-PROJECT
CONTINUES FROM 1995 TAPES
BLOG
SUBTITLE NUMBER FOUR:
“PROOF
ONLY PROVES WHAT FOLKS WANT IT TO PROVE”
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2012
SWORN
OATH, TAKEN VOLUNTARILY, OF TOTAL TRUTH,
WITH
NO DELETIONS OR ADDITIONS WHATSOEVER
I
SO SWEAR BY AND ON THE FLAG AND NATION OF THE
UNITED
STATES OF AMERICA TO WHOM I AM A LEGAL CITIZEN AND A BORN CITIZEN,
AND I SO SWEAR BY AND
ON
THE ALL MIGHTY NAME OF THE GODDESS AND RULER
OF
THE EMPIRE AND THE MULTIVERSE, SARAH-STACEY JEVOHAH KRASSLE, QUEEN OF
ALL QUEENS, AND KINGS
BEGINNING
TRANSMISSION:
Folks,
things are very mother fucking bad for me, and in all honesty, for
nearly 30 years now, they have been this way, but still, nothing has
been worse than 2012. In addition to that fact, nothing has been on
an annual frikkin spiraling declining fucking roll, year after year,
for so many fart sniffing years now, as it has been during about the
past 5-8 years. Left unchallenged and unchecked, there is no cunt
lapping way in shitty hot ass hell, that I will be able to maintain
survival through the up[coming teen years of this fucking cunt ass
century. Translation with the profanity gone folks, if things don't
stop getting progressively worse for me starting like yesterday, I AM
FUCKING CUNT SCREWED, and that is with the profanity back into the
dam equation, YO,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
am now going to take some evasive action. First, I will tell you all
that I remember about the dreaming-interaction with my engineer,
Ryan; back Friday night; and then I am going to tell you why this day
went so fucking cock sucking ass bad according to the mighty mind of
the great elusive non-butterfly kitty cat, also known as (AKA) Gawky
Gaukauk. Following this, the reason for the blog's 4th
subtitle will be made quite crystal clear. Then I will tell you a few
real biggies about 1969, and then what I will finally do, will not
happen, until later on this Wednesday morning, long after it is
light, and the day has progressed onward, YO. I was going to have you
see certain patterns with neighbors and how my life pertains to shit,
in other words, if I do certain shit, the WOMO enemies strike me back
using the great fuckiong BRIGGBASE CULT TOOL KIT, their trusty
PAWM-PIE-ETTOS, hence, control over People-Animals-Weather-Machines
or (PAWM), and when they can make people do stuff, without their even
knowing it, this is much bigger than just having some big ass
conspiracy where people have been paid a pack of C-notes in exchange
for them doing shit to me. Yes, there are
many YOUTUBE videos on GANG STALKING, and if you type this
in their search box when going up there, you will only prove me
right, but all though this is definitely the case in many instances,
there also are plenty of times where shit happens, and those doing
the shit to me and other targeted peeps, do not even have one bit of
recognition or realization to what they are doing, it is bigger than
the biggest 3-D chess game that has ever been played or imagined, but
yes, you certainly may compare this to a masters chess level game,
and then just multiply the intensity and the complexity and the
difficulty level by maybe a thousand or so. This way you get some
small handle on my message without totally dismissing it as tin foil
hat nonsense. OK, let us discuss the powerful dream that I had no
possible way of knowing that Ryan was actually in New Jersey in what
you call the waking life. We were working on my project, the song
called, “You'll Be Crossing Over”, and were having a wonderful
time, making some fantastic improvements to it, from what we had done
here in Florida in this dimension, or what you would call, in waking
life. I need to make you understand something about all this first. I
live in the 5th dimension. I do not see waking life and
dreams at all, like any of you on this planet do. I totally know that
there is no one waking world, only one where our conscious mind
attaches itself to. The unconscious mind can explore unlimited
amounts of parallel realities or universes if you wish to call them
that, and that is because it operates so differently from the normal
conscious waking brain, the way you see things. This is why when we
dream and explore, you argue with me and say, no way, things are hazy
and weird and chopped up and you are just nuts man. Well, you don't
have your facts straight people, it is just that simple, if I can
quote John Henningsen from 1969. If your waking brain could properly
translate or decode the entire exploration or dreaming experiences,
things would not be hazy, weird, or chopped up. This life in this
universe, appears to all of your doppelgangers, the very same way,
when their bodies go to sleep in their parallel realities, and their
mind begins to dream. But this mind that is yours and theirs, is one
fifth dimensional mind, and in fact, when it exists at void infinity
before dreaming down onto the MIND REALM and then onto the Astral
Plane before dreaming further down into all of this wild 5th
dimensional hyperspace, it exists as absolute oneness. That is all
REALITY is and ever can be or ever was. All of creation, is a dream
down, and an escape from the void collective of total nothingness.
So when peeps think that dreams are nothing but symbols and that it
is an event that can be put into a tight little safe box from this
one world, then you are hopelessly lost from the land of truth. This
is what most everybody desires, and is why they have dreamed
themselves into this from the Astral Plane. There, the realer you,
all know that MORIANITY is telling the total and absolute truth to
you here on these 7-years of blogging. When you limit things to this
tiny nonsensical illusion of what is really going on, you will never
know how to make one world effect another world. Also, there are a
lot of folks who totally do not understand transdimensional
electronics as I have given, totally by accident I promise you, a
bunch of wrong impressions. You are not going to start the next 11.9
mega quake or the next deadly twister outbreak, by listening to my
music on YOUTUBE. Time is not real, yet its very illusion creates
lots of smoke and mirror effects on the worlds around us. Yes, there
is an original effect if I post transdimensional music and lots of
people or even fifty of them, go up and electronically connect to it.
But once the event is done and over, there is no more punch left. The
boxer is out of gas, and falling down on the mat gasping after a
crushing blow to the solar plexus. This is my best analogy, you make
your own up if you so desire, YO. Now if you go up to my YOUTUBE
pages, either by searching on the rectangle search box when up there,
Philly 57 hockey sticks or King Nebnooshoo, you will see, that there
is a magical event happening. Nobody gets zero views. It just does
not happen. The only views that are showing, are the exact amount of
shared videos, or when I go up and click it and share it to my blogs.
That posts and counts on the system, why I do not know, but it does.
Nobody will even listen to my shit, why, am I that fucking
horrible????????????????? I will pay fifty bucks to any mother fucker
out there who can tell me what is going on, and back it up with
proof, CASH!!!!!!!! This is irrefutable proof and evidence of
PAWM-PIE-ETTOS MIND-HACKING. NOBODY GETS TOTALLY IGNORED, NOBODY.
There is no rational possible explanation, and it proves all of the
shit I've been saying all along on my many blogs folks, that
something is beyond paranormal and supernatural, that is going on all
around me, and always has been, and obviously always will be. BUT, if
you refuse to see this, I certainly cannot force you to see it. This
is proof that shit beyond the normal world is happening all around,
because if this is all going on with me, it
is going on in THIS UNIVERSE, AND IN THIS REALITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You too live in this same
universe/reality, right along with me. How anyone can possibly think
that shit like this is just getting by me, just because, wheeeeeee,
it is getting by all the other dummies out here, well, that is a
fatal fucking miscalculation on your part, OTAMM, and I will make the
world aware and conscious to these things, it';s just a fucking cunt
matter of time and persistence, YO, and I am very persistent, very
patient, very stubborn, very relentless, very perverse, and extremely
fucking obstinate. I don't quit, not ever, I will bury the entire
human fucking race before you ever get to me, WOMO-MILITUFORCE
SCUMBAGS!!!!!!!! Now when it comes to DREAMING verses DREAMS, or
making the concept and idea of this entire thing, a noun verses a
verb, you begin to see a bit more clearly, that you can live all of
your life dumb and blind, or you can learn something, something real
big, by paying attention to MORIANITY. Let me tell you something
folks, a lot of real big peeps follow this. Only a couple of actual
hits on the pages go down, but copies are printed out and duplicated
and entire think tanks have been attempting to unravel the mind of
MOUNTAINPEN for a very long time, this much have been told, and not
in a 'DREAM', to keep you all happy! There are folks
with great power, and billions of US dollars at their command, who
totally know the awesome power of transdimensional electronics,
as well as proper inter-world decoding, to create and shape reality.
This is the shit that is talked about by the LAMBRIGG CULT, they knew
about the fucking FASCITAR, well before 1969, or before Patricia
Hollister the great, made it possible for me to learn of it, using my
mother, and her coworker, as a channel. The owners of the world
totally know why both 1983 and 1997 are locked forever in time,
illusion or not, because of my all powerful empire ruling daughter.
In the dream with RYAN, she entered a room after we had finished up
the project, and she pointed at us and we both began to float
helplessly as though we were on the Space Station. She said that
things had to happen in an exact way or else, and that she was in
control. I could tell a little more, but why not save it for another
rainy day, we all know I get plenty of them, no matter how brightly
the fucking sun may be shining, BRAH!!!
Now
we already have manged to get into the reason for the blogs' 4th
subtitle name, and the dream, so now it is time to tell you what GAGA
CAT told me when I asked why this day was so
fucking cunt horrible and SUPER ASS BOTBAR?
The answer given me by GAGA was PRIVATE-COSMICODED-NUMBER-671, AND
NOT A LOT OF SHIT IS IN MY LIST FOR THIS PCN-#. Only three matching
items exist, folks, YO!!!
CAN
FLY-----SPEEDSHIP
SUNRAM-----VISION
SUNRAM
is just all over the place these days since I was up at Mikey's beach
house on Sunday, either with just the name of SUNRAM, or in its
entire labeling that I gave it back in 1969, SPEEDSHIP SUNRAM. You
know I laugh to my fucking self over and over. If the media knew 3%
about me, they would be camped outside my mother fucking door for a
decade. You see all these fucking ass news reports of teachers
having sex with their underage students, not ODF, but “of”
teachers, dirt bag hacker; and I had half a dozen teachers who wanted
to bang the fuck out of me and told me that right to my face, back in
1969, 1970, 1971, and 1972. On top of that, forget the hugest shit
since Orson Wells and Weena, how about when Mister Marcucci got me
outside in the hallway in October of 1969 and just had to tell me,
“Mark, you know you could be a father, chronologically”. Gee
really, Count, watch those razor blades man, crissake, Roseann
Delaney. I have too good fingers that make a real great cross honey
cakes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEIT. Fly-specs, right
Sanatorium owner in the 'Harvey' movie with James Stuart? The world
is totally fucking clueless, because they are so bust wondering what
new fish face Jes Simpson is going to make on the Jenny-20, or what
new trouble Lin-Low will get herself into soon, or what the next big
zit on Justy Beeb's face will look like on the Disney News. Cut me a
mother fucking break, oh blind fools of P-3.
Crissake
folks, I can hear Adam Schiff and Carol Anderton really going at it
right about now, fucking “PITIFUL”!
Hay
folks, here are some interesting videos you can click into, or listen
to my stuff and tell me just why real music gets zero views in this
new age, I would love to know?
END
TRANNY, OLD UGLY GRANNY,
click away, all dam day!
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