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Folks, the entire world is what it is, just as Dawn-Marie King said
so over and over and over and over and over!!!!!!
MORIANITY
PART VII, CHAPTER XXXI
JANUARY
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It
feels 90 degrees with this very high humidity!!!!!!!
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MORIANITY
PART 7, CHAPTER 0029. THANKS
FOLKS.
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BEAUTIFUL
LIGHTNING (GODDESS DIANA), SUBMITTED BY A CHANNEL 12 VIEWER, NOW
PASTED FROM THEIR TV-APP.
MY
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MICHAEL 1971 MCNULTY!!!!!!!
There
are many unexplainable truths happening all around the universe, and
our world, and yes, us individually. This is simply because, we all
are a like a little package with a super program and a super
computer, Professor Kaku, that automatically turns on an entire
re-al-o-gram, an d then all else exists because of each of us, in
fact making this so. Well, this seems an OK idea and concept until
the next very obvious query comes to popping into most healthy minds,
from here. Fine, so how does it all then interact together? This is
where I keep saying to you all, do you have ten or twenty or more
years to sit and read while I just type until I drop over dead? It is
not a tweet-bird short story, my great wonderful folks out here,
YO!!!!!! Sorry, I'm just being honest.
Hay
girl, Leticia Tilley;
Tell
me if Marcus Muldanato, is still your bitch???
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December 12, 2006
More Crackpots- Meet Mark from NJ (MP3) WOW did this cause me woes!!!!!!!!
This
is merely a harmony track, I am trying to make a video and post the
entire song, YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER, MARK WAYNE MOHR, FULL COPYRIGHT
AND OWNERSHIP OF SONG. Now at the risk of getting crucified,
pigeonholed, or persecuted, read on, my wonderful great Morians.
'Been there, did that' via STM.
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.
As
Bob Chabot said in 1981,
is there any excuse 4U? Signed, Da'
Mountainpen, TEE-HEE-HEE!!!
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Attorney
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know you are doing your best to watch over me, AG Mizz Bondi, thank
you. Feel free to contact the Wirtz detectives in Camden County in
New Jersey, Ron Senior knows my problem is all real, but his hands
are tied, I am quite sure that you know what I mean.
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it is e-bay genius you. PLEASE!!!!!!!
YOU
NEED TO INVENT THE 74-WORLD PENETRATER DEVICE, SO PLEASE TRY
AND REMEMBER ALL OF THIS!!!!!!!!!!
LOTSALUK
WITH YOUR CONSCIENCE, LOVELY WONDERFUL PEOPLE, FROM MY EARLIEST
NIGHTMARES AS A BOY!!!!!!!!!
THIS
IS MORIANITY,
PART SEVEN,
AND PLEASE BELIEVERS AND L-4
FOLKS, TRY AND HAVE YOURSELVES
A VERY
VERY NICE
DAY.
YOU
ARE COMPLETING
THIS CHAPTER
0023.
Jupiter,
Florida welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-TV.
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Folks,
do you really think there is one chance in five trillion
fucking hell-fires, that DAWN-MARIE
KING
was able to get herself released from that NEW
JERSEY REHAB CLINIC
in Seacaucus; with that beyond fucking Einstein perfect caper; that
voided out her need to complete a prison sentence, without help from
VERY
POWERFUL SCOTT RANSOM TYPE PEOPLE, © Office of Washington????????
Let
me clue you in on some stuff, my Blogaud. If you know the story,
fine, if not, read the blogs that tell all about it with some blog
archive work. You'll be more than just clued in, I am going to pop
off big time right now, kind wonderful ladies and
gentlemen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
READ
ON FOR THE ANSWER!
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You
forgot your mom's birthday! What can you make out of super glue and
olive pits?
An
angry mother. Also,
a little philosophy for you is as follows:
At
the risk of sounding negative, the only thing one may be truly sure
of, is that you cannot be sure of anything.
WHEN
THE CAT IS AWAY, THE WOMO-MILITUFAWCES PLAY!
Well
great peeps, let's get down to
CASES
now,
as promised!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lightning,
you're all MINE!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just
ask the great Gary Stone,
should you not wish to take my word for it. I am quite sure that the
mighty land owner, 'BIG-O' will confirm sending my mom that lovely
post card in 1988, to our Moorestown address. How
I just love
that wonderful, adorable, and terrific entertainment industry; and
the media in general. WHAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
We
will save a lot of these road trips for the next half dozen blogs, I
never forget anything, no matter what these jerk off enemies ever do
to me and they know that they will have to kill me, Mizz
Bondi, Florida State Attorney General,
in order to shut me up. I will go on telling and telling, and McNulty
and the crew can go on laughing and laughing, all the way to the
bottom of the sea with Captain
Crane and Dutch Doctors with silver ice skates and other powerful
Sarah Krassle connections,
that endlessly revolve around the Mountainpen, throughout time and
eternity. For right now Cali-Kali, call-ten, Callio, I say unto all
of you, nighty-nite, and BYE-BYE!!!
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BLUES, no peeps, I don't ''know
most everything''.
I only know what I know, and the rest is a blank mystery.
Now what I do know about, is math and odds. Let me try and explain,
as this is the blog, and as the great Judge Judy on the court-TV show
says so well; the rest is filler. All the pwetty colors and all the
charts and diagrams and graphs and photos and all of it, just a lot
of filler shit to grab a little attention so my blogs might just get
read someday by a few more people, only it ain't working, so I'll
have to figure out another way of operating soon, but that is for a
later time for me to worry about that. But let us look at what
happened in early July of 2008, because people, this is so major
that of course no one will believe anything that I say, but I am
saying it anyway, so laugh all you want to at me world, and you too,
Mike McNulty, AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
was living at the Jenny Plageman Mullica Mobile Manor Trailer Home
Park, just east of Hammonton, New Jersey, 22 miles west of Atlantic
?city, New Jersey, right on the main highway leading down to it, the
WHITE HORSE JEWELLY VIQUEEN PIKE, AKA TOUTE 30, as in soon it will be
3030, but not in my lifetime, and so on, at least Mister 'Dingman'
did not take me to that situation in the off-regular-time, I;ll give
him that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
had told Dawn-Marie King in a letter to her, while she was at the New
Jersey Rehabilitation Clinic for women, in Seacaucus, New Jersey, and
they had a men's division nearby but naturally did not mix them
together for quite obvious reasons; but I said I would think about
moving in with her and her mother, Ann King Silva, after she served
her time in the clinic and got clean and dry from her horrendous
excessive alcohol abuse problem. This entire family has substance
abuse issues, gang issues, violence issues, incest issues, and if I
went on much more, you would learn about my death in here soon, after
not hearing from me online for a few weeks or months. There is no way
it won't break out into even the most controlled media, as I have
carefully done major things to ensure that I won't be cleverly
murdered, and die in obscurity; with this family getting away with my
cold blooded and very ruthless murder.
Now
folks, this is not some simple tweety thing that can be told as a
Twitter Message. It is a story involving powerful ass people all
around the world, in a major consortium of motives, to do monstrous
things to me, over a huge and seemingly unfathomable period of time.
Unless these folks had some extra-worldly connections in some way,
they just would not have done all of this over a period of time
stretching back to the middle nineteen-sixties, and this is just
where shit all started with SARAH NUROCKEY, and led into the most
non-tellable wild unimaginable and inconceivable multiple mess that
100 Sir Conan Doyle fiction writers, could never in their wildest
freaking ass dreams; begin attempting to ever duplicate. My living
with these people was part of the plot that all dates back to them
trying to get me into their fold quite secretly and behind my
mother's back when I was in my preteen and then early teen years as a
mere young kid, while visiting Atlantic City on numerous occasions,
sometimes with my mom, and many times alone by myself. The main
events have all been told and blogged in 2006-2009, the first 3 years
of this now nearly 3 times that period blog of just over 8 years now.
Keeping things this vague is beginning to get on the nerves of some
peeps, but how do I tell you that this god of yours, all of you out
there except for the freaking atheists; is the main character in all
of this, and comes here to this world in every single human
generation; and not just in the days of biblical tales known about,
but in many other cases, many times claiming to be created beings
(angels/androids) which means the very same thing, it means messenger
created entities of MCE'S. I call them MICKEYS for short, and no
connection to very scary Haddonwood employees from 1995, and yes;
told about in my blogs, from 2006-2009, should you ever click next to
those five bullets on my pasted in old blogs bio-page, and try
archiving this old information, good peeps,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, we now have the technology and
knowledge, so that I can explain the entire thing that has happened
to me, and those such as Professor KAKU and his crowd of the
intelligencia and think tank world in the departments of the
sciences, will think one group of things about me, while still, ther
vast majority who are nowhere close to being on this level of
knowledge, will see the only other possible way that folks making
claims such as I make, ever have been viewed on this planet
throughout all times and societies, and thatr is, ''The dude is a
whack job, a nut case, a sike ward escapee, a space cadet, and the
names can list on as long as the many balls of yarn in a Walmart
freaking store, all tied together. This is just reality, and I accept
all of that. Still, and as I said, I never labeled any of those
cassette tapes spoken of by the fans of WFMU and the violently insane
nutcase Mountainpen posters, and many comments are nice ones as well,
but the girl who started it all, I'd be shocked if she is not one of
my daughter's friends, or one of her friend's friends. I would be
shocked, and also, I would bet every penny I have in the bank, double
or nothing on this, right now, and if I lose, I don't eat the rest of
the month except maybe for some watered down camp bug-juice and some
rotten stale ass crackers. But moving on with this story, and wraping
it up as we can get back to this on following blogs, and I plan to do
just that folks; but let me tell you that I do not know how in early
July of 2008, Dawn and some friends, up at that clinics for drunks,
managed to pull this wild trick off, but I do know, that I would bet
that Einstein himself if he was in Dawn's shoes and in her situation,
could not have pulled this off, and he is supposed to be mister MIND
the great, and I would also bet right now, double or nothing, that he
would not have been able to do this, and I would put up and risk
every last penny in my bank account, and that is not much, but it
will help me pay my car insurance and eat a few more meals this
month. So I am so sure of myself here, that for the chance to double
that money, and be able to splurge a little bit on some luxuries, a
few extra movies, some delicacies that I like that are way out of my
financial budget, and admit to being a life long gambler since
meeting mister George Roulette Belton in December of 1982, as most
of you all know about; but yes, I would make both of these bets, and
borrow an extra grand from the dam mob as well, so does that tell you
how sure I am of these things, or just how stupid I can be? I know
someone will at least wanna' make a comment on that one, not that
they will, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! All of a sudden, Dawn
gets her hands on a magic lotion potion. She rubs it all over her
body and 12 hours later, she is declared contagious, with some
undiagnosable skin condition, and must leave the rehab-program, and
this not being ''her fault'', her lawyer was then able to
successfully argue her case and get the prison sentence that was
hanging over her, for non-compliance of the year at the REHAB CLINIC;
made null and void; and suddenly, there comes a knock at my trailer
door, on the eleventh night in July, in 2008. It is Dawn's husband
Lewis Laines, (Chicky) as he insisted on that nickname, and with him,
mommy-Ann; and they said, Mark, you need to go to bed and stop your
blogs, as you need to be over at our place at 7 in the morning, we
are picking up my daughter at the Seacaucus Rehab clinic. I knew deep
down inside, I was a dead man, just like Walking mike Patterson
Vampire down in Miami. A few nights before this all went down, my mom
appeared to me in a dream and we were all in a dollar-store, my mom
and I, and Dawn and her mom Ann King. Small-out hack me all you want
enemy pricks, I will fix your hacks and keep right on telling this
wild true fucking tale of woe! More 2 cum!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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