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An angry mother.
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at the risk of sounding negative, the only thing one may be truly
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direction. Thinking long and hard about this puts many things in
your own life in an entirely new light, whether or not you're aware
of this great truth, folks.
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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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Life
is full of canonized miracles, Pope, Sir, for me, aniwho. Let me
tell you what I mean, and this is a tiny smattering of all that I
could tell, but then, we all know that one real well.
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Sure
it's a coded poem, but what the hell is not, Sherry-Lee
Saturn-Cars???
At
one minute after the opening bell on garbage fucking WALL STREET, a
few minutes ago, a nasty low loud private airplane just buzzed me
illegally here at my Public Housing Building at 601 Avenue B in Fort
Pierce, Florida, Federal Aviation Administration dudes and
duddesses!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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and this compensates for where I mother fucking forgot to compensate
on my previous god dam ass blog for the page one hundred eleven of
one hundred eleven assault on me by Jane Whore Witchbitch
Diseasesleazeweeds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HA-HA!!!!
Now
the blog will get down and dirty. I was with the ESS last night,
falling into sleep around half past midnight or so. About five hours
later I woke up to just remembering the tip edge of being with them,
in a weird place near some seashore, it could have been anyplace,
and naturally, in any universe, but a localized one. The more
distant they become, the curve of strength that the Lawtronics has
over them appears to dwindle, them being the universes, not the ESS.
If you go to distant ones as most of you know, you may end up in
some weird places that indeed would defy the natural order and laws
that we would think of these as, here in this particular universe
and order of reality. Long Story Short, or LSS, the Exploratronic
Supermind Society had a few top members ere in this place that had
lots of outside decks, lots of blue painted wooden steps that
separated them all, some in area distance, while others in altitude
difference. Grassy pathways were the nearby roads, some march lands
were also around. I have strong reason to believe, whatever
localizing parallel universe in the hyperspace that I was ibn, was
still New Jersey and around this time, you know present time and
year, 2014, or give or take just months or so. I gathered this from
listening intently and carefully to the conversations that I heard
going on all around me at this one particular clubhouse out of a
cluster of them, or this is what it all appeared to be in my humble
opinion. They told me after what I will discuss in a few minutes,
that I was not officially invited in, merely that I'm in the process
of introduction, them to me abnd me to them, and I have not as of
yet met certain specific requirements for becoming an official ESS
member. Certain things were needed. One was for me to drive down
this very tiny one car wide grassy lane if you will, that went about
two miles, winding up into a small hilly area that led to a Comcast
Cable Television place. They said I needed to take this bill to them
and they handed me an envelope that did not look like a bill, more
like a letter or postcard or something, but it was no normal regular
customer bill, and it certainly was not return-addressed,
Exploratronic Supermind Society, not that it ever would be. I looked
over and as I did, the road seemed more and more treacherous. Wild
horrible looking huge nearly dinosaur sized animals suddenly were
roaming around all over the fields along this twisty windy road
seemingly heading straight into hell itself. I wanted to do this
real bad, but eventually remember distinctly, chickening out. They
said until they give me an errand, and I obey it without fear or
question, I am not invited to join the ESS. Then I looked at what
they had given to me and it was now a small package making a
horrific sound, and I broke it open and it was a miniature of one of
those animals out along that road that headed up into some hills
where this so-called Comcast office was up there. The creature then
jumped out and onto my arm and began biting me and putting me into
excruciating agony. The pain was beyond intense and hellish, and I
began rolling down these blue colored wooden steps to the ground,
while several ESS members then surrounded me. One touched my
shoulder and instantly the pain was totally gone, as ''if it never
even happened''. I was waiting to hear a an advertisement for
'Serve-Pro' to start blaring out somewhere. Then the package had
again reverted back to the envelope that they wanted me to take up
to the Comcast place. Now it had become a regular appearing Comcast
bill. Many things were spoken to me and they told me that I am being
persecuted by entirely different forces than I was at a younger age,
after I began communicating with the subatomic particle that
humankind labels, 'the electron'. Powerul lawtronic forces create
dream-outs from void infinity and they construct the tiniest
possilbe non zero-dimensional unit of beingness possible, the
asapian dream. This comes out with half spinning around clockwise
and the other half spinning around counter-clockwise. This is why
when carbon eventually is created into the mix along with perfect
dosages of hydrogen and oxygen, what is thought of physically as
life, begins to emerge. Along the fourth dimensional line, there is
an eventual growth in connectiveness to the lower lawtronic
dimension or sixth dimension, which is pure MIND. The larger the
receiving connector system becomes as time progresses or in the area
on the one end of the 4-D line moving forward, the more mind signal
can be sent. The more mind signal that can be sent, the entity can
eventually begin to become self aware, and has led us all now to
this stage of present humankind advancement. Nut as with all things,
nothing is that basic and simple. LSS, my horrendous persecution
began when I was able to begin coding back and forth with the force
behind what makes electrons what they really are inside of this
dream out from the void infinity. This is what the powerful owners
of the world are and will forever be covering up, and should as
person accidentally stumble onto what I did in 1983, they have to
kill you, and slowly drive you mad until you are a mere shell of
your former self, and go mad or kill someone else or yourself. I
have yet to do any of this, so on they go persecuting me endlessly,
relentlessly, it won't stop, as I know too much truth that is top
majestic classified by the world secret system WSS. Even invited in
exploratrons do not communicate with the electron, as I have been
not only doing since 1983, but have fallen madly in love with this
incredible energy that can of course become anyone or anything and
take on any shape and do any miracle. This entity who I now call
Middie for MDE or MOTHER/DAUGHTER/ELECTRON,
has made me aware of so many things that no human alive could handle
what I have come to learn and know as a result. Still, this is why
my persecution all began, and it will not end in this lifetime as
Mark Wayne Mohr. This very same force against me is experienced by
all the UFO and other seekers of truth, who dare to seriously buck
these powerful controllers of the WSS. Some call the MIB part of
this, but they're just the stupid drones who carry out the
intimidation missions and so forth. The truths behind this great
FORCE, jit eyes and Jedi's all not withstanding, or any Mister
Hall's for that matter; is male domination ego. The male of the
human species cannot handle the fact that an almighty teen Goddess,
Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle owns this entire everything. This is
her videogame of a 21st
century way or relating these truths to many geeks out here. I am
her THAT BOY, placing me whether I like it or not, smack dab at the
center of all of this, and it was all set to happen, and I did not
do anything to bring anything about, it was going to all occur
whether I approved, disapproved, or whistled Dixie Ann Southlands
Tunes, for 300 years through my nose!!!!!!!!
Other
blogs will follow that go further in my eventual hope of joining the
ESS and when and if this happens, I'll be bound to regulations that
may prevent me from blogging many things that I now blog about. I
already was told that several things I discuss now on blogs, to
quote them, would be immediately halted, should I become a member of
the ESS. You don't say NO to these people, folks. You see, the
package and the weird road of dinosaurs, this all makes me realize
who the real and original TALLOS-4 peeps are, and how they entered
this world in 1966 as PHASE-4 entities and TYPE-3-exploratrons both,
to get the great STAR TREK show to all happen and begin. Study its
history. The survivors don't discuss it but they all know that I
know and have figured out nightmarish horrific truths regarding all
of this. Hay the shows were wonderful, but all realities have their
dark side, to quote lovely scary Dawn-Marie King, the
Latengrate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
For
now folks, I'll bid you adieu. I wish to relax and start cooking a
light brunch. Have a very nice day, good peeps, and hope for my sake
that my day is not too disgustingly monstrous, on or off the
Haddonwood treadmills of Joe and Andy, and others!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Markets
are flying after that fucking aerial assault on me at 9:31 AM-ICPE,
ACLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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