11:06
AM, 10 JUNE, 2012, MONDAY MORNING
MORIANITY
PART 5, CHAPTER 00100
EVERY
SINGLE DAY IS NOT HELL PEOPLE, I EXIST
IN
HELL.
Here
is what is presently equalizing into my conscious space-time-mind
illusion (what is happening around me presently), and it is not long
and lengthy.
Should
I be found dead in here, I am only just more than 58.5 years old, and
was murdered, and demand an investigation and an autopsy outside of
the United States, in a nation not friendly with this evil empire or
their all powerful and all encompassing NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY.
Yesterday,
lots of CHEMTRAILING was all around me. I was made quite ill, and
feel weak and terrible today, as do others around me by the way, all
those I've encountered this morning while reporting my problems again
to my Resident Manager, including her, are also ill, as a result of
this over-concentrated dumped illegal jet fuel. I gad a good
productive discussion, and many things have been proven on videotape.
Still, this fight is not over yet, and for anyone who doubts all my
claims, you're a real jerk. Why did they all do this to me? Why did
Boo call me from the county jail? Why did they all need to rid me of
all my taped evidence of decades of persecution, that maybe could
have led to a successful prosecution? Don't get it 'Dawned up'
people, unless you are a straight out total K,
you will not be
jail-proof. Remember the old days, Senator Chappaquiddick made it out
of the woods, but the dude who bragged of being one of the family but
still was not a K, went to prison on a double-dime year jolt. These
branches can all fantasize of their bullet proof-ness all they wish
to, but eventually, I will take you all down for what you have done
to my pathetic and pitiful life. Aniha, yesterday was horrible jet
trails that made not only me get ill, but my Resident Manager, and
still there is more. While Mikey and I were out on the road yesterday
in my car, he took suddenly and violently ill right on Route One at
the Burger King Parking Lot inside of the larger mini-mall plaza
containing the K-Mart and the Winn Dixie Grocery Store. Also
yesterday, I went to put my watch on, the sixth one now or maybe the
seventh since I have been in Florida, and it too is been broken. It
is never the batteries anymore as it used to be back up in Jersey,
with my remotes and watches, it is always the devices themselves now
down here in Hell-Paradise of Antimatter.
So
far, they made Mikey suddenly nearly pass out right out of the blue,
they broke my watch, they made me ill today and my Resident Manager,
Misses Debbie Moratto, and the all week long party of last week here
in my rotten monster building, broke off early Sunday Morning, but
then was replaced with the chemtrail action, the property damage, and
the physical illnesses. This is all done by the Astral Plane
Lambrigger Cult, and is lowered down into waking physical life, as
the entities that I have labeled the WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE, and is more
recognized as once decades ago, the NO SWUCH AGENCY of the United
States, or the (NSA), only that cover has been totally blown to dog
shit, as now its true initials are indeed fully known and fully
clean, great Zest Soaps, and is NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY of FORT
MIDDIE MEADE MOTHER-DAUGHTER-ELECTRON, in the great state of
MARYLAND, USA-Earth Sol Milky Way Galaxy, (ESMWG). Yes Mikey and I
were driving along and I went to park in reverse so I could pull out
straight and front, and he suddenly almost died on me, out of the
blue, late yesterday freaking afternoon. He had no clue what had hit
him, any more than the local celebrity knew what hit her back in her
kitchen in Atco, New Jersey, USAESMWG in the summer of 1998, when she
was trying to tell some people about her weather-doll idea, only with
her attack, it was a psychic attack, not a physical one, or a
mind-hack. There are many things we poor frail mortals are easily
effected by, so long as the attacker has great wealth, great
resources, and great technology, and the NSA-WOMO-MILITUFORCE matches
these freaking descriptions to the triple T!
I
can totally prove every single thing or about half to three quarters
of it, that are in these nearly eight full years of blogs now, good
folks. I
CAN, only THEY
won't ever let me,
and one of the things I have AS PROOF, is being TOTALLY BLOCKED AND
STOPPED AND SANCTIONED, through powers and processes that may elude
me on the precise mechanics of their inner workings, but not the fact
that indeed they are there and being used on and against me, and have
been since the day I left mother trucking high school. My greatest
and most recent proof is the social media and internet system, and
especially, the Youtube Site. My civil rights were totally violated,
and I was not allowed to prove things to the potential Morians and
other possible viewing audience, that the things I claim in
morianity, are true. This NOT BEING ABLE TO USE THIS EVIDENCE AS I
HAD HPED TO, has now turned into brand new evidence, that being, none
other than the best of all. This now proves to anyone who does not
wish to deny obvious reality, that indeed, I
AM BEING ILLEGALLY BLOCKADED.
Makes me feel very sorry for all the small little countries that
America continually messes with and uses this same tactic on, decade
after decade, just as they do with me. So yes, you may have stopped
this most recent plan of the second decade of this new century, but
while stopping it, you super trucking reinforced the newborn
baby-plan laying dormant within the mother-plan being so perfectly
thwarted. Still, you know this proves lots of things, and is 100%
better than my original plan to just post special stuff that if only
I have, goes to show my story must indeed have validity. Let me try
and better explain and elucidate upon what I just spoke to you, my
believers. This is an age of technology, and when all is said and
done, anyone can do similar things, you know, making technical music
from electronic sounds and even sampled instruments and taking any
speech and pitching in to a vocoder machine. This was not the big
deal as many may have thought. Some may even know the secret of
making voices younger and older with slight vary-speed recorder
adjustments. Still, if you check out any and all things, only I have
these exact words, and also, even if enough words are recorded
somewhere that can be edit-moved and then re-vocode mixed, played a
bit faster to young out the voice a bit, and all of this; the
professionals can do all of these things, and somewhere, they may be
able to get the words I have used so far, and done all of this, so
really, since in theory, anyone can do this with a little knowledge
and a little basement online studio with good pro-tool downloaded
programs, with a moderate sum of money, a few grand not including the
amps, effects units, and speakers; still, anyone could do any of
this. But could they go back into time to early in the year 1984, and
put this onto a cassette tape along with a copyright form, a check
for ten bucks or whatever it was in that time, and send off a music
project of music done from those days, and then, included as one of
my famous 'accidental flip sides', include the taped conversation
between me and my lab-tech exploratron daughter, so they would have
it all those years, FOR THE RECORD? This was what worried the mother
trucking National Security Agency, IMHO. Still, if anyone anywhere
knows other reasons for this wild blockade against me, I do not
understand why you will not leave a comment and give me your opinion,
as I am a very open minded and interested type of an individual, and
your opinion counts 100%, folks. So yes good people, you believe
whatever you may wish, but my wonderful daughter is indeed ISIS or
better named really MIDDIE, stemming from the initials of MDE.
Remember the NSA is in Fort M-EA-DE, Maryland, as in Fort Mother
Einstein Albert Daughter Electron. Laugh and laugh and laugh and be a
Missourian, but there is no way all this and all of my 8 year
blogging called Morianity, just all innocently led up to all of this
stuff. I do not buy into this, and I do not buy into the Highlander
Movie and the spin off shows after this from late in 1984, when this
is when I was living on Highland Avenue in Cinnaminson, New Jersey in
1984, and copyrighted all of this stuff. Hay, examine the official
records, as if the great entertainment giant is so interested in
little nobody me, why should my Morians be a tiny bit interested as
well?
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OK,
I AM BACK, and am on REGULAR TIME again, Copyright Office, and still
awaiting the Pau
forms so I can
copyright my “YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER”, the full entire song.
This
is my legal right to do, and no one alive will stop me, and yes folks
and believers, I PROMISE
YOU THAT,
LOVELY MONQ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As
for why the search information page does not display on wordpress,
but does on Blogger, all I can say is I am not a software engineer,
different blog websites have different software. Still, just go back
onto this, clear it by clicking the homepage for the Copyright
Office, then click into the same page that you left, not by a return
arrow key, but by getting the top left screen full ID number of the
page, and when it takes you back, if I had just typed in something,
it would not reappear on a master part in the Copyright Office's
Web-page. Even I know that much. Also, unless you are using a
million inch screen monitor, hit your control and your + key while
holding down control, once or twice, bringing my blogs to a bigger
easier to rear printing size. Why enjoy the eyestrain?
Please
let me compensate now, for stinking rotten Jane Diseaseweeds, and her
stinking ones-clock attack, with this word document page eleven of
eleven attack that I am now getting. Thank you.
55555555555555555555555 plus 555555555555555555555555 times
55555555555555 and divided by 555555555, is equal to who stinking
cares, just let me stare at these lovely darling ass fives,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU'LL
BE CROSSING OVER, TUNE FROM 1983
NEW
2012 LYRICS TO FOLLOW THE HARMONY MUSIC TRACK ALONG WITH ARE UP AT
THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0555, LIKE DUH:
Only
the opening title words are real.
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KEYBOARDS FROM PETA-HELL ®
MARK
WAYNE MOHR--------1980, ALL BLOGS © 2006-2013
Now
remember, this chart will move during the hours of 9:30 AM and 4:00
PM, not in live action, but you can snap off and back onto the blog,
and every few minutes, the chart will update; ahhh these leevely ol
leprechauns, maitees. Technology can be wonderful me frensl,
speeshally ween its on your side of the fight,
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THIS
IS MORIANITY,
PART FIVE,
AND PLEASE BELIEVERS
AND L-4 FOLKS,
TRY AND HAVE
YOURSELVES
A VERY
VERY NICE DAY.
YOU
ARE CONTINUING
TO READ CHAPTER
00100.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Well,
just as I TOLD YOU GINA, THE DOW JONES STOCK MARKET WILL GO ENDLESSLY
UP ASND UP AND UP ASND UP ASND UP AND UP, and especially when they
totally wipe out my weekends, and this has been an ongoing
parallel-event now with my life since August 15, 1986, and you all
know this quite well, and are all sick to death, as am I, of hearing
it repeated a trillion ass times!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SOMEONE
WILL NOT GIVE ME A MOMENT'S PEACE, AND WE ALL MOTHER FUCKING KNOW WHO
THIS IS, DON'T WE, CUNT LAPPING AGENTS,
CONDOR AND FALCON,
OF
THE 1988 UFO THE COVER UP DOCUMENTARY,
ON
NEW YORK, NY, CHANNEL 11 TELEVISION, WPIX?????????
And
I know who they are. They are TYPE
THREE
EXPLORATRONS,
and yes, time travelers is another way for you to see this truth if
you are not reading on my mother fucking dick chewing ass level yet,
dudes and duddesses, YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh
that
mouth!!!!!!!
LIGHTNING
LOCATION: YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU DIANA
ARTEEMIS, MY BABY-BLOND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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