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2006-2012 MARK WAYNE MOHR
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UNDER
FLAG AND NATION OF MY BIRTH, THE USA, AND
MY
ALL MIGHTY GODDESS AND EVERYONE'S AS WELL,
SARAH-STACEY
JEHOVAH KRASSLE OF THE ASTRAL
PLANE
OF PHASE-TWO EXISTENCE, DREAMED OUT FROM
THE
VOID NOTHINGNESS THAT SIMPLY EXISTS
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This
was a very nasty day for me, L-4, filled with siege and noise, and of
course as a result of parallel-event-technology, their DOW
JONES MARKETS TOTALLY FLEW LIKE JET AIRPLANES.
WEIN-SOSO-SSDD? I personally, as stated numerous times before over
nearly seven years of my blogging career now, do not give nineteen
and a quarter miserable stinky butt-winds which way the stock market
goes, as I am poor and hold no shares of stock, nor trade in anything
on the global trading markets, from options to commodities to all
sorts of wealthy person business-gaming strategies, all though I have
traded in just about everything in the past, and do have trading
experience. In 1979, a person could buy a commodities contract for
800 dollars on a margin, and control huge amounts of precious metals.
Now, these margins have all been significantly raised to where this
is no longer an 'option' for the little 99ers. But none of this is my
point for today, as my real true and loyal Morians all know about
PARALLEL-EVENT or statistical
technology. I only object to scum bag people who have all joined up
with SATANS ARMY in a
metaphorical terminology of course, but it is all just as real and
just the same thing, be it that or be it the way folks in olden days
might perceive things when religions were all getting started, but
people who then go onto do things that are covert and evil, such as
misuse an invisible reality called APE. This stands for APPLIED
PARALLEL EVENT. If for example, I were to observe and then
come to learn, that by driving red trucks around your house, and
where you go; causes gold prices to soar; and I just went out close
to ten miles at sea, and dove for a little bit of gold doubloon
coins, after any of these recent storms, such as last year it could
have been good old Irene, and this year it could have been good old
Sandy; but I know where to go so that even though all I would have is
a small fish pale and some diving gear and a partner, because my dad
left me charts; and stuff that is loose and light, as opposed to
heavy gold bullion bricks, and heavy historical artifacts from
centuries ago, sunken below the water as well as the sand and soot,
and scattered in reverse cone shape areas, from spots I know about
from long vanished and disintegrated Spanish and Portuguese treasure
galleons; but this makes me the biggest piece of scum in the
universe. Who am I to mess with somebody in ways that can never be
proven for the rest of their lives? Maybe this poor fellow watched
his parents burn to death in a freaking vehicle fire at the tender
age of four years, and this vehicle was a bright red truck. So this
poor dude might just abhor red trucks, and get sick every time one
was nearby. That would be bad enough, but to add to his miseries
would seem to be unconscionable. Well, there are people in secret
societies who go around keeping close watch and recording carefully,
charting results meticulously and continually over months, and in
some cases even years; and then they find out that when certain
things are done to them that would never appear to be a violation or
illegal act to do in and of itself, and then, they pay to have this
stuff done for the rest of their life so they can endlessly profit,
and this is going on as I speak and type this message folks, and you
do not even know if you are one of the targeted and randomly selected
people. If you want to increase your odds for being listed and
targeted by totally black-ops branches of totally unknown BFA
sponsored by the super wealthy world owners, just do the following
things. Get into any non mainstream group or interest or topic, the
main ones of course will always be large weaponry, then UFO stuff,
then any and all conspiracy theory based other subjects. Just
downloading enough or viewing enough internet videos or searching the
wrong things enough that are perfectly legal to do, and you will make
the TARGET LIST. When your life
suddenly changes, lost jobs, lost mates, and things get worse and
worse with sicknesses that many times cannot be fully rationally
explained, and the list could read on and on, but if you know what to
look for, you probably have enough friends and associates where at
least one or two or three of the bunch would suddenly become
recognized by you once you really come to understand MORIANITY
and its teachings, you would know beyond doubt just who around you or
maybe you yourself, is now and forever, on the TARGET
LIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With me, the things done
to me are more direct and in fact are illegal, only who is going to
prove, or even try to help or prosecute, any of these ASTRAL-PLANE
LAMBRIGG CULT waking world doppelgangers?
I
don't know why these filth balls across the hallway gave me hot
burning hell today, but they did, all day long. Super banging loud
music for short bursts of time, continuous all day doors in and out
going nowhere other than to harass me and all to make the Dow Jones
fly into the freaking cirrus clouds, and it did. So no matter how
powerful this Illuminati thing is, or whatever you Earth Waking
Worlders wish to label these
Astral-LAMBRIGGERS, hell, call them rose bush darlings for
all I care, as the words and names, do not in any tiny little way,
determine the outcome, of the reality of the situation; but no matter
what miracles they seemingly can covertly and stealthfully pull off
folks, I have the GAWNUM, and
shortly, so will the whole 99ers
world, to use and become skilled at working your way
towards omniscience. If the Washington politicians refuse to do
anything more ever, than pay freaking lip service to the term, “LEVEL
THE PLAYING FIELD”, then the FRIKKIN
GAWNUM WILL DO IT!
There
is so much to tell, years, centuries of stuff to tell, and no time at
all, not 1% of time is enough to tell you all what I truly am aware
of, and then, look at the frikkin bright side ladies and gentlemen;
if you knew, you'd go totally ass nuts. Still,
I asked why the siege on me was so bad today, and my good
old wonderful LOTTERY CAT, known on Astral-Plane circles as GAWKY
GAUKAUK, or the great Professor of Province Olympia; gave me the
answer to my query, good peeps, YO, and the
answer given to me was PCN-880.
Without
insulting your intelligence good people, many loyal MORIANS are
already practicing GAWNUM
USERS,
even before I am selling the software,
and this is coming; but I can say no more, or else the world will
tumble into cut crap beans, at velocitron level; some say,
(Big-Bang). It has to do with stopping one of the two subatomic spin
forces inside of atoms, in-between the dream out from void infinity
and the very first awakening into Phase-2 Astrality. These tiny
particles spin in equal and opposite directions at full size
measurement equivalents, to trillions of light years in distance, per
nano-second; when fully stopping one spin. Of course, it is
adjustable; but this wild discussion is beyond forbidden in 2012, as
you might imagine; and if most of everyone, did not just dismiss me
as a total whack job nut; I would
vanish off to Buzz Island tonight,
leaving behind the mere echos, of a very heavyset musician from WFMU,
Sir Jason Forrest-from the trees-doesn't-know. Yes indeed my Morians,
PCN-880 is a very POWERFUL ITEM FOR
ME, YO. A lot of it
involves the great FAMILY, and that is all that really needs to be
said for now, and many know. Those who don't know, well, do they need
to know? My guess is, I 'doubt' it. You know, 'weak-astral-force'. OK
McNulty, you can do it now even though 41 years and 2 months have
passed, I permit you camera man of Babylon number two, so go for it.
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This was Mike
McNulty's sarcastic way of letting you know that he did not think
something was funny at all, AHA AHA, Mike! Oh yes, so dreams are like
psychics, huh Mister Jane? How about those four aces, and a six of
hearts from my blogs, and then just three weeks or so later,
McDonald's Restaurant comes out with their version of Mariena's
bikini, WOW, looking wonderful, with or without the aces changing to
queens, and the heart being lowered by one number, WO Billy H. What
are you so pissed at friend? I am the one that financed the project,
good old rock stars, shoot, don't even go there L-4, or Mister
Pedersen, speaking of other wonderful just pure nonsensical
dreaming-interactions, huh Patrick, and you don't know squat about
the other day's interaction, weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I will do my
very best, All Mighty Empire Ruler, I promise you, and if I can get a
hold of TB, your real wish will come true and only I know that one I
think. I am sure you know I speak not of Theresa Bruno or the
coughing cabana television ad-spot. Even dummy me can figure out the
number three, as well as in its fractional form, as the signing
numeration alters in equations accordingly, heck, in my day, Algebra
II was required in high school, for a graduation on any academic
course, and so was world history. How times have changed, Governor
Kean, still, I do appreciate your first letter to me, sir, keep us
all safe, good buddy, and tell Rob I'll keep all his secrets. You
personally know I have a trillion of them, just not as big as my
mom's, still, I will do her honor, and print her great story. It is
almost done on my word office document, and soon, it will be printed
up as an entire chapter in this safe journal system. The only way to
be super subtle in many things is to tell a huge secret about the
electron. So I will folks, right here and now, and with or without a
bottle of Corecedin, lovely Lu. You see peeps, SHE does not see the
world here in letters or words, but more in graphics and pictures.
You can force feed a multiple amount of combined words that all code
out to corresponding numerations, and then with machine generated
numeric randomizers that are all connected into a circuit, with
electrostatic balls; you can communicate directly, with DIANA,
and since 1983, I have been doing just that.
This is YYYYYYYYY, without any video games, bikes, or trains, or toy
stores; that all of this stuff began, except for the June 1980 wild
interaction with the other Patty Jane nonsensical interaction, oh
right sure, LOIS FOCA; so just explain this powerhouse reality away
with some double talk of rationalized logic, YO. It is real non
McNulty funny how my parents and their lives fit so perfectly into my
life, only until very very dam recently, I never made the leap, or
connected these awesome cool dots. I am sitting here now wondering
just how many of you out there may be in my same boat in this one
way, and perhaps, as with me for so dam long & not even be one
tiny bit aware of it at all, year after year after year after
year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW.
Folks, I asked GAGA-CAT a second question today, not just why the
major botbar and siege, but also this question. What was behind the
interaction at 12:30 PM yesterday, Tuesday? It was really major, and
cannot be blogged; and it explains what other things may have been
desired to be asked, and or told to me, back when my blogs seemed to
be changing direction from Atlantic City, to further up in New York.
As I said, I am working on something, it is only important that the
one this message is for is reading it and knows. It breaks a lot of
rules, but who cares at this point? These LAWTRONS are getting very
annoying, and all of this is getting very old, very quickly. Seems
like an oxymoron to say this, huh, well, 'try and understand' folks,
and you too Misses Wilson!!!!!!!! Well people, GAGA-CAT gave me the
answer of PCN-761 when I asked what that wild experience was all
about the other day. Again, I am not insulting anyone's intelligence.
My silence is really golden here,
so enjoy it folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Before the Eclipse of Sunram, let
me just add that a very prominent health care worker went berserk,
right before my hypnotherapy, and called my mom at her office, as did
someone else in 1984. This needs no further discussion at this time
good folks, so let us all stay in the happy clappy Christmas spirit
there, Mister Lennon and Mrs. McLaughlin.
Here
is all I will say about bullies and teasers, and other non
illuminated dream downers from the Briggbase of Province Olympia. I
knew back as far as the very opening of the eighties, that I was not
imagining the stuff I was seeing, and hearing, and reading; and
etcetera. Only so much can be just a coincidence. There are great
YOUTUBE videos about this club, and I have posted but a small
fraction of these videos, so click on them and enjoy, but remember
this. I live through this. I am a
targeted victim of them,
and I remain an obscure nobody. “The world knows me not, yet the
world OWNERS know me well”. I refuse to believe I am the only
person under these outlandish circumstances, but then, who knows,
maybe I am. If anyone wants thirty billion dollars, contact me. I
know where it is, but it will not be a 1-2-3 task to get it. Still,
if we get it, we split the net profit, and then I am starting the
real religion, the one meant for the
3rd
millennium, 'MORIANTY'.
One way or another, there will come to pass, the
MORIANITY-FOUNDATION, and my words will be known, but yes Clarence
sir, I know all about the chop chop deal, and I agree with you. I can
even prove how all of you are a part of all of this. I have detailed
proof, and this proof cannot be snuffed out or erased, like all my
other previous stuff. Nobody needs to know any more about this
crappola for right now.
Even
though the story of my mother being accused of attempting suicide,
back in the year 1977, is not finished, on my other document; I feel
compelled to print the last short part of it now, and it began on
these blogs on SJ-CH-0500 or 'D' in Roman numeration. D' reason I
feel this way is unknown, but I have learned to think like a dam cop,
and to go with my gut. This took me as far as it has in all of this,
and so I choose to go on in like manner. Remember that this was about
a love affair that went horribly wrong, and was based on wrong things
to begin with, as Christianity teaches that once married, we are
married until a spouse has crossed over and away from here. This and
only this frees the living spouse up to remarry or to remain single,
at their choice. I know this is old fashioned, I merely quote the
book that has sold more copies in the last four plus hundred years,
than all other books combined; Christianity's Bible. I do not say any
of this, Jehovah did, and humans penned the words. Do I believe this?
No!!!!!!!!!!! My belief has nothing to do with squat, good folks.
I HAVE SEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have no faith in certain things from beyond the natural world.
Faith comes from numerous things, but to have it, one cannot know, or
have personally witnessed, as I have. Do I know personally, that
influence and domination of MIND is done to waking world folks? You
bet your cornfields I do, Annie and Kevin. Anyway folks, it goes like
this, and as I said, just why I feel compelled to print this ending
right now, I do not know, only that I absolutely know that I must.
Here we go.
(FROM
THE WORDS OF GRACE MASON MOHR IN 1977)
I
am now back working with the same company but at a more convenient
location, and the company has been very good to me. I understand
since my return that he became terminally ill shortly after our
separation, left the company to recuperate, but did pass on a few
months later. As for me, I have no intention of ever dating again,
and will try to do my best to live a more spiritual life.
I
have written this article hoping my experience may save others who at
a time of overwhelming but temporary desperation, might otherwise
risk their lives.
The
one happy note to the above is that he (EDWIN
R. POTTER OF CHICAGO, ILLINOIS) told
his Pastor that I had made him see the Light and the Pastor told me
he died a Christian.
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