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NOVEMBER 15, 2013,

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TITLE OF THIS SERIES OF BLOGS:-------

THE MAGIC TOOL THAT CAN PREDICT DOW JONES PRICES WITH 80%+ ACCURACY, ENDLESSLY, AND IS MY PERSECUTION, IN THE UNITED STATES; SINCE THIS BEGAN IN 1986





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WILL ANYONE EVER BELIEVE ME GINA”





Good day people. ITOLD YOU THE DOW JONES WOULD BUST INTO 16,000 POINTS. Maybe we all hate ''told you so-ers'' but I must let the world know to the best of my extremely limited abilities and my 30 years of illegal national oppression, James T. Burr; sir; that I have told you all the DOW JONES would be 16000 by November, and before New Years Day, it will be 18,000 points, I PROMISE YOU ALL!















Please allow me to show you the most recent stock market chart, my good people, not that anyone believes anything I ever say, no matter if I went out tomorrow and literally walked on the sea; and many out here know fully well, that if I wanted to do this little parlor trick, I COULD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What would it really prove though, lovely powerful gorgeous Jennifer Washburn?????





BY PERSECUTING ME WITH NEVER ENDING UTILITY HARASSMENT, THESE WOMO-MILITUFORCE MONSTERS CAN ENDLESSLY KEEP THE DOW JONES TICKING UP! If someone teamed up with me; we could all be multi-billionaires. As of yet, nobody believes me, and this is the hidden gold in the attic of a homeowner who never will reap the benefit of the secret in his house; and will die broke, working hard all his life; when it did not have to be that way. Thank the great state of Missouri and their great Disbelievers Club, for this; my friends!!









































































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NOW HERE IS ALL YOU HAVE TO DO FOLKS. CLICK BELOW ON THE WORD ''DOW'', IT IS IN blue font, just to the left of a GREEN ARROW POINTING UPWARD.

Now, simply click on the bullet area after the DOW JONES CHART comes up, that will show you a three month chart, it shows this as ''3m''.





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Enemies, who R they???????????



WHO ELSE BUT THE WOMO-MILITUFORCE, AND THE OTHER FORCES THAT GENERATE AND SUSTAIN DOUBT, IN THINGS THAT ARE OBVIOUS; JUST BECAUSE THEY MAY APPEAR WEIRD TO THE ONLOOKER. WHAT A PITIFUL SHAME!!











Here is what these diseased prick enemies did to me today. IT WAS QUIET DURING THE DAYLIGHT HOURS because Wall Street scumbag trash were getting their way all day, so no need was there for them to harass me to keep the stinking bull ticking. But late in the evening, major video persecution started where no remote controls in this entire apartment would work, with their jamming signal stealth weaponry they have used on me for 30 years. Then came fucking major annoying shit on television, one rotten commercial after another that went beyond any possible chance of it just being a random event annoyance, believe me folks, I fucking know how to tell the difference. Then the WOMO-MOLI-2FORCE activated the ''TOOTHACHE-MAJOR'' button, and I had to chew about 6 Bufferin tablets until the agony went away, it comes and goes by pure leprechaun-type magic parlor trickery, mainly done with electronic trickery not that much different than my fucking techno-pooping stuff, and yes, I did not misspell the word, I meant it! Then the Weather Bug program kept crashing when I started to do this blog and first got onto the computer. Every other day is pure fucking hell, the month is over 40 percent fucking botbar, the year has climbed to 31 percent, and things have never been this mother fucking bad for me folks in many many many many mother fucking years!!!!!!!!!!!!! When the stock market is at ALL FUCKING CUBNT LAPPING TIME HIGHS DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY, I AM DEAD HUMAN MEAT!!!









MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONICCCC YOU ARE DEAD FUCKING MEAT IF YOU DO NOT COUNTERSTRIKE WALL STREET AND ALL OTHER MAJOR WOMO ENEMIES, USE ALL ORDERS, TECKS, AND SET YOURSELF TO MAXIMUM INPUT POWER.



HERE GOES ANOTHER FUCKING DEATH ANDROID-ANGEL ATTACK ON MY RIGHT CUNT LAPPING SIDE AT 3:04 ANTE' MERIDIAN.





THIS IS NOW 3 STRAIGHT MOTHER FUCKING BOTBAR DAYS, AND THE WORST 3 SOLID MOTHER FUCKING MONTHS OF MY LIFE SINCE THE LATE EIGHTIES WHEN ALL OF THIS NIGHTMARE FUCKING HELL STARTED FOR FUCKING ME, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!



Believe me folks, I am planning a horrible counter strike, and a lot of mother fucking people will be hurting just as bad as me before all of this shit is over, and anyone anywhere can take that any way they wish to, because this as always, will be done by a covert supernatural system that cannot allow me to ever be prosecuted for in present age and times, unlike the past or the future. Keisha and Helen, I intend to ''get them'' all, real ''geuoood''. Did I forget 1999 or 1969, sheeeeeeit Dawn and dad, I remember 5000 fucking years ago clearly, what do you think, WHAAAAAAAA?







SO AM I CONTINUING TO WASTE MY TIME AND MY LIFE? Don't count on this mother fucking enemies, not for a cunt lapping nanominute, BRO!!!!!!!!









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ANYONE CAN CHECK ME OUT THROUGH DOZENS OF VARIOUS OFFICIAL SOURCES. I MAY APPEAR TOTALLY FUCKING CRAZY, AND ANGRY, AND WITH VERY GOOD REASONS; BUT I AM FOR REAL, AND SO ARE ALL MY COCK SUCKING CLAIMS, GOOD PEEPS! This pasted shit from the US © Office is just one tiny little mother fucking item, ladies and gents! Take that to the Bank of Toronto, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!















I am in a war-game with MIGHTY ASTRAL PLANE GODS, and always have been, and always will be; because all time is really one time, and is a big fat fucking illusion. Now, in order to distract their awareness, away from the quintessential hellishness of ENDLESSNESS; they must do major things that take their minds endlessly off of this. Thus if they never ever are dwelling on it, it can exist, and not be part of their interaction; literally separating them from HELL!!! Now I don't expect you to 'GET THIS'; and am only hoping that you'll keep on fucking reading this. Your awake brain is working in reverse and thinks endlessness is the coolest greatest thing imaginable. All things are reversed by the awake-brain, and if you think about this truth; you will know I am correct, and that you have absolutely no legitimate argument to present to me.





If only some of you nice wonderful folks would click the stuff that I tell you to click, you wouldn't have to take my word for anything. It is all up on the internet, BRAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!













































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So back to my going up on mother fucking GOOGLE earlier, YO. IT IS ALWAYS ALL ABOUT THE MONEY, RIGHT OLD PAL KEVIN FUCKING TRUDEAU, BRRRR!!!!!!!!

I decided to search the words, ''HOW TO PROMOTE A BLOG'', just for fun; and the very cheapest way to do it costs 300 fucking dollars monthly. I am so fucking happy for all you rich cunt lappers out here, that can play by unfair advantage, and endlessly keep all of the rest of us down forever and ever and ever. Now I did some more Googling around since those words were spoken, such as ''POOR MANS WAY TO PROMOTE ON THE INTERNET'', and a lot of good and bad info is available up there, but the one thing that amazes me about all of this online world is that folks seem to be on Planet Internet when it suits them, and then on Planet Earth when it suits them. Somehow I promise to explain what I am really attempting to say here a bit better later on future blog writings, but smart folks know what I am trying to say and don't tell me for a minute that they do not know about this wild and totally nuts phenomenon that I honestly do not think happened by itself, hence, the ancient gods gave us the pyramids back then, and now they have given us new pyramids in electronics, THE INTERNET, and who are we all really serving, when it is all toted up and officially examined with real scrutiny?











People can theorize, wonder, guess, and make all sorts of logical, as well as totally illogical deductions; about any possible parameter that physical life has to offer; from whether it is the right time to ask a boss for a raise, a pretty girl out on a date; or just if a family should vacation in Hawaii or the Rocky Mountains, and even who really gave us all THE INTERNET!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND ALSO, WHY DID THEY?







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Folks, here is the paste-ins, skip if you wanna;, there is a final message, as usually there is and will be, after paste-ins, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!





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Yes, the book by this name ended two blogs ago, but David told me to do this for a reason, even though no Earthly reason was there for him doing this that day in 2011 at the Kingdom Harvest job up at 25th and Orange, here in good old hot sunny Fort Pierce, Florida, USA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









Take away the family curse, and what is left to ponder about this thirty-first day of Bostonian weird sports motels, in either September or October? Oh that's right, only thirty days are in September, so tell the Chief, Maxwell Smart, for me; ''Sorry about that''! Still, a lot of powerful shit is in the reality of upline and downline, and you need not be a Tupperware or an Amway distributor, or a future software computer geek and friend of the Roth's; huh Style Court Judge? I really thought you would care that your cousin and his mom were brutally fucking murdered by Mister Jonathan Schau, of Rising Sun Avenue, in Philly; and go over to Drake Towers one night, and kick his old fat ugly ass, from one end of the building, to the other. When I say crap like in the upline world, all of this downline here and anything further downline all together endlessly, must always remain a sum total that is lesser than the smallest possible thing upline and above here; many really are not getting the experience. It's like talking about a super sound system verses hearing one, or watching the famous Vomit Comet on television and really riding and experiencing the thing, BUT, after AUGUST 28, 2013, THINGS HAVE TOTALLY MOTHER FUCKING GONE STRAIGHT TO COCK SUCKING HELL, AT LIGHT SPEED SQUARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now this is of course, for anyone in need of reminding, and this does not seem possible, but in fucking case you do need reminding, THIS IS A TOTAL MIRROR IMAGE OF ANOTHER SUPER MAJOR FUCKING AUGUST ALTERATION, as though one day was in one universe, and then BOOM, you suddenly Walmart find yourself seeing that you're in a totally different universe, the very next day, and all has changed, and fucking cunt lapping MATHEMATICS DOES NOT LIE, NUMBERS DON'T BULLSHIT, UNLIKE HUMAN FUCKING BEINGS, BRAHHHH!!!!!!















Well, here is what happened to me today, oh great ATTORNEY GENERAL PAM BONDI OF FLORIDA, of whose help I desperately am hoping eventually to secure, but alas, you, CCP-ADA now retired, RON WIRTZ, and so many others, just refuse to ever get involved in something this gigantic and horrendous, and in a way I must admit to not blaming any of you. This does not lessen my hellish sad plight!!!!









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IT WASN'T SO HARD TO FIGURE THIS ALL OUT, COPYRIGHT OFFICE, IT JUST TOOK ME ABOUT A QUARTER OF A DAM CENTURY TO DO SO, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













OFFICIAL LEGAL DOCUMENT ON THE INTERNET POSTED BY MARK WAYNE MOHR, A LEGAL DYING DECLARATION UTTERANCE.



IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO ME AND I AM FOUND DEAD, I WAS MURDERED, and you need to retrieve my own voicemail, on my own telephone; and then come to blogger dot com, and see who has killed me; all of my enemies, and each one of them, in their own evil ways.























































Mark_from_nj At the risk of being pigeonholed as the Girl Who Writes About Crazy Cursing Dudes, I bring you Mark from New Jersey. Mark has far-ranging theories on time travel, Armageddon, roulette and Donna Summer (the DEVIL!), which he angrily discusses in various telephone conversations.
Station Manager Ken clued me in to this fella recently. He was given a CD called “The Meaning of Life.” The back copy states that it was made from a cassette found on the side of the road bearing the same title. He’s really difficult to listen to, for a couple of reasons- The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation and they seem to have been recorded either by a microphone placed somewhere in the room or possibly while Mark was standing outside on a windy day. More importantly, he is insane. Completely, violently insane.
Mark claims to be both a time traveler and a descendant of King David. His family will bring about the apocalypse through the activation of the Christ Android, currently dormant inside the 12 Planet. And also that the 50 richest families in the world are trying to do him in. Covertly, of course. Also against him is Donna Summer, the Devil. (Whether he means the disco Donna Summer, or WFMU’s own Jason Forrest isn’t clear.)
Here then, are three selections from Mark’s version of reality:
If you need more Mark from NJ, Aquarius Records would be happy to sell you a cd-r.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go cover my windows with aluminum foil.
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Goyim in the AM
The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation…”
I don’t think any existing recording device on this earth could have captured the other side, although Mark may disagree.
Posted by: Goyim in the AM | December 12, 2006 at 02:42 AM
King Daevid MacKenzie
the link for “Android & Angel” is screwed up. Y’all may want to fix it…
Posted by: King Daevid MacKenzie | December 12, 2006 at 04:01 AM
Listener Therese
Sorry about that! I just fixed it.
Steve PMX
I think this guy is the *real* New Jersey Devil. Look at his horns and christ-blocking shades.
K.
Sweet Jesus, my PoMo-radar is beeping. And a nice performance. He could be real, I’ve known folks like him.
bartelby
Just sounds like someone responding to internal stimuli, there are many people like this probably an hour’s drive from anyplace in the Northeast. How is this different than getting enjoyment watching a man with a club foot trying to walk?
Posted by: bartelby | December 12, 2006 at 11:14 PM
Chris Arter
Hello My name is Chris Arter I am 25 and I live in New Jersey. As a child I found two tapes made by this guy, years apart from each other. They were both 90 minutes long. I only have one now. They feature folk songs and disco songs. He never mentions his name but I found out his full name is Mark Wayne Mohr and he was born in 1954 by looking up material that he mentions he copyrighted on the cassette. I’ve had this tape for about 14 years and have never been able to find anything on him except his name and the names of other copyrighted material that he has registered. Some of his songs are actually pretty nice. And the tape like you describe only captures his side of a conversation with a 7’7″ tall fellow named shorty. Bar none still the most entertaining 90 minutes I’ve ever experienced.
maledoro
I clicked on the Aquarius link to find Mark from NJ’s CDR, but it was no longer listed. :(
Posted by: maledoro | August 07, 2007 at 06:54 AM
Fairlight
Aaah, very happy to get some info on this guy! One of his recordings has been used on the track “The Christ Android”, on the album “Memory Hole” by Kevin Moore (of Chroma Key, and ex-Dream Theater keyboardist). That’s what prompted me to find out what this nonsense single-sided argument was all about. Thanks a lot!
Posted by: Fairlight | September 22, 2008 at 02:34 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:19 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:21 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:25 PM
Tony NYC
Hi. I got to this page while reading about music played on the ‘Jews Harp’. I’ve been searching, for a loooong time, for a song that was played one lazy August afternoon on WFMU, around 1980, or earlier.
It was a rendition of ‘My Favorite Things. The vocals of the main melody were accompanied by only a Jews Harp (…”Whiskers on Kittens, etc…”) And when it came to the chorus, it was sung monotone, by several voices…very weird, slowly, dragging, groaning (‘theeeese aaaaare aaaaa feeeeewwww of myyyyy faaaaavoooriiiite”.
When it got to “Things”, it was sung in a kind of higher, psycho-sounding, very melodic voice, like celebrating the word ‘things’.
Is there anyone here who knows and appreciates WFMU, who might know what the song title and author was, or how I can get a copy of it?
It’s been so long, and I’ve found every other weird and funny song I’ve ever heard except for this one.
On that same show on WFMU, they also Played Godley & Creme’s ‘Sandwiches of You’
I’ve listened to hundreds of versions of ‘My favorite Things’, and it wasn’t any of those.
Thanks, for any help. Please feel free to e-mail me, if you can. giotkr at earthlink dot net
Posted by: Tony NYC | May 14, 2009 at 10:44 PM
Razzy McThaxton
This fella is MOST DFEFINATELY for real! A friend of mine roomed with him for awhile at his home in Blue Anchor, NJ, and said Mark screamed and yelled into a phone that was off the hook, non-stop, for days on end. He believes lightning is a Goddess named Sarah Krassel, and that the Atlantic Ocean is the Goddess Stacy. Moreover, he is convinced that the Kennedy family, in conjunction with the Carey family(Mariah and them), in conjunction with the Trump and NJ Callio family, are conjointly conspiring to kill him, using black-op helicopter missions, spraying his immediate air space with chem-trails, and sending Atlantic City-residing life gaurds and bar tenders stealing into the night, waiting to catch him off-gaurd. The only problem being that he lives in Ft. Pierce, FL now, but still believes they’re out there. You can google “MOUNTAINPEN” to catch up on his latest blogs.
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Anyone can see if you would just god dam click on the three month prompt, on the DOW JONES shit, that this is all being done to me, just as I claim that it is, but I have not begun to tell shit, and this is going to go to the fucking wall if needs be; and you just see if this is some fucking ass poker bluff, WOMO-M-2-F!!!!!!!!!!!!





Trying to figure out why this evil fucking power is destroying me all these years, is next to, if not totally impossible. Still folks, let's see what we can do, to take a bite out of all this for right now; Natalie Wood and Roseann Delaney, YO.


























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WHERE ARE YOU DIANA ZUUDLOCRONESSIA ARTEEMIS WHEN YOUR LITTLE FREAKING BOY NEEDS YOU SO MUCH, AWESOME GIRL??????????????

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''Me from 1985'', I'm Criana for Diana, oh precious sweet Diana, you have gone away, no matter what I do you will not stay. I try so hard every night and every day, but no matter what I do you went away. Come back to me LIGHTNING!!!!!!!

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HERE IS WHAT IS HAPPENING FOLKS, TO THE POOR PATHETIC MOUNTAINPEN, THIS WEEK AND TODAY; BEFORE WE EVEN THINK ABOUT TAKING THIS ANY GOD DAM ASS FURTHER DOWN THE PIKE, YO FOLKS.























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I said there was a final message, and it is short and sweet, yet it is big, I assure you, so please pay attention. I am not saying that the only way to test out hyperspace theory is to create unknown art by known artists, a little thing I sort of picked up from Doctor Chief of Staff Medical Center Lockner's hyperspace, from the original Star Trek, Mister Immortal who's stage-name is perfectly know to me but is being hacked out of my mind with ETOSS POWERS of the LAMBRIGGER PAWM-PIE, who ended up in the Twilight Zone after jumping off a train, oh, Mister Flint, they yusually unlock the mind hack freeze if you fink about it in more details than WOMO wants done; not that they want anything done, right ex-governor Kean and Golden Nugget Hush Hush Casino shit of late 1983 Atlantic City, and not the Willoughby Funeral Home of band concerts and late nineteenth century areas of less stress and pressure; but aniwho Flo Poolbox; I did sort of learn a lot from this man and his wild collections because he really was all of those peeps in the past; still, this is by no means the only way to play with hyperspace-equation, as I have termed it or to experiment with the goal and motive of receiving a certain HSE or Hyper-Space-Effect. These other avenues are just as bit as fascinating as creating techno-pop bull shit songs, to watch universes slide and bump up against each other, in the night, so to speak. All this will be explored a lot more in the blogs to follow, but my fave experiment is of course, creating musical unknown tunes. It always has effects, and if shit is not backed off soon, I will not have a thing to prove, once I make 20 copies on cassettes, from my Windows Media Player on my PC, of my file after it is repaired to where I had improved my 1983 song, 'YBCO'. You will see biblical proportion fuck ups around the world if this keeps going against me. Think it is a poker bluff huh, you'll-C!



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