Wednesday, April 2, 2014

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HI SATAN, THANKS FOR THIS MIERY, YO!









APRIL 3, 2014,

FRIDAY MORNING AT 12:25,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE,62 DEGREES FNHT.













Read my complaint this week, old school chum, FCC-CHAIRMAM, Bob McDowell; as this 'TELEVISION-MACROVISION' is only one of many things being done to me. The STOCK MARKET IS GETTING THEIR EVIL FUCKING WAY OLD BUDDY, VIA ICPE-APE-TECH, or more specifically; when I went out on my errands, an already bullish day and week and month and year of never ending up-ticks on crooked fucking cunt eating WALL STREET, continued in the final three quarter hours of trading, by fucking up my car stereo major, and not letting me ever mother fucking enjoy what few pleasures I have, such as my TAPED MUSIC MISTER LINCOLN-16-STAR TREK-PRESIDENT.







They struck my vehicle with a powerful death beam, and now the original A-SIDE of the AUTO-REVERSE works, and the shit fucks the hell up on reverse, totally opposite of how they fucked it up back on that day a while back when I cunt lapping left Mikey and Hutchinson Island during that mother fuckin g asshole air show of the MILITUFORCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another fucking cassette was ruined, and I need to make yet another car-copy now from my Windows Pleadia Player on my Political-Correct machine or PC; AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, MIKE JITBAG MCNULTY. LAUGH ON WITH CALLIO, AND THE AT&T CALL TEN BUNCH OF ASSHOLES, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!







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I AM NOT WINNING ANY POPULARITY CONTEST. MORIANITY IS NOT A POPULARITY CONTEST, JUST AS CHRISTIANITY WAS NOT, at least back in the year 35 and 100 and even 288 for that matter folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



© 1983, MARK WAYNE DEATHWISHCHAIR MOHR

OH BABY I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO, AND PRECIOUS I NEED YOUR CODES TO SHOW, 1-2-3!!!”



Nicola Tesla knows the 27-dream is all true!!!!!!!!



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Oh the fucking gods, why are you doing this to me, ERNIE MERKER COPYRIGHTS, YO????????????????











I DEMAND MY MOTHER FUCKING PROPS!



I DEMAND MY MOTHER FUCKING PROPS!



I DEMAND MY MOTHER FUCKING PROPS!





UP UP UP UP UP UP UP, EVERY CUNT LAPPING DAY FOR WEEKS AND WEEKS AND WEEKS, AND YOU KNOW I PREDICTED ALL OF THIS, PEEPS, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





TOLD YOU-TOLD YOU-TOLD YOU!



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THE ICPE ATTACK IS QUITE CLEAR FOLKS.

JUST AFTER 3 THEY FUCKED WITH MY ''''M-U-S-I-C''''.
































Ddddddddo yyyyyyyyyou cccccare one little bibibibibibit, Tom fucking rotten ass jit-bag Rrrrrrrreale???????????????? SHEEEEEEEIT!

YOU CREEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





WELL PEOPLE, I AM TOTALLY PISSED OFF AT MY FREAKING ROTTEN ENEMIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CAN YOU E-MAIL ME SOMEDAY, NOW THAT I KNOW HOW TO WORK THESE ELECTRONIC GISMOS A BIT BETTER, FALCON AND OR CONDOR, PWEEEEEEEZE!!! Why did I begin playing with voices and tape recorders, 'MOTHER/DAUGHTER/ELECTRON' ???









My blogs in the first 3 or 4 years or about the first half, get into Bruce Pennock and me, and tape recorders, and all of that. You know about a lot of it, but you don't know the shit I didn't yet tell you, whoever is out here. Maybe, just maybe, when I reach half-a-hundred-thal page-hits, I'll tell you some more, MAYBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And then again, MAYBE NOT, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAAAAAA!







THANKING YOU DUDES AND DUDDESSES, IN ADVANCE!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!



























PEE, I know you are doing all the good stuff, I love you, and UR and always will be my FAVE DAUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!











I DON'T MOTHER FUCKING DARE TELL TOO MUCH, PAUL EVANS PEDERSEN, OLD PAL. BUT I WILL QUOTE YOU AGAIN SIR, AS I DOUBT YOU WILL MIND THAT, AND IF YOU DO, GIMME' A HOLLER ABOUT IT ON LINKED-IN, NOT THAT I KNOW HOW TO WORK ANY OF THIS SHIT AS OF YET, WEEEEEEE, BUT YES, “SOMETHING IS FIXING TO HAPPEN”, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





Now I will tell a little other shit, not real big, not unless you can see how big all things are in a grand scheme of five dimensions, good wonderful folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





The same black Lab Dog has been in my “DREAMS” off and on for some time, like Ventnor and schools and light-switches and apartments that become laboratories, and other such shit in my past, that keeps coming in repeats and serial ways, in dreaming activity. But along with the dog is a woman as well as a car that drives by itself, and an area where lots of snow is always falling, and a very weird looking community and block and neighborhood. But in this area, in this one place I have been drawn to for two weeks now or maybe a tad bit less time; is PEE, and when she was about 12. There are many parallels where she is not serving that sentence at the Egg Harbor City Harborfields Detention Center in New Jersey, and this is one of them. In the ones that she is serving it, it all has to do with a past Jersey governor, and my being somehow not seen by this dude and his ''boyfriend'', you know me, mister Invisible, even alone on a jetty in the cold winter time of the northeast, a place called Stone Harbor, in Roddenberry New Jersey, of the non Exploratronic Supermind Society, or maybe, well, anything is mother fucking possible, Darren Stevens and lovely Samantha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





All I will say is that PEE is with three of her girlfriends in a movie theater, watching the coolest movie I ever saw in my life, as this time, yesterday, I stayed for the movie, unlike all the times recently where I left them there and went out of the theater. By the way when I was growing up in the universe I used to live in before August 15, 1986, we spelled theater THEATRE, this is how I was taught to spell it in my world, back when I was in grade school, YO. We also had electromotive force called EMF, where here, it is EMF for electromagnetic field. There, no shielding is known about in magnetism. Only distance can stop a magnetic field, but here, we developed something called surround sound and home THEATER, and large speakers needed to be right near television sets. Try taking a normal good sized quality stereo unshielded audio speaker, and placing a normal television set on top of it. You will get the picture, or maybe I should say, YOU WON'T, and THAT will prove my pernt, Archie Bunker, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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The movie was wild. It began with me starring in it, driving in this car that looked just like a normal car, only I was sitting alone in the passenger seat. The car drove itself with no aid of anything, down a long road and hung a left and went to a dead end that was sort of like a weird double courtesak. I have no idea how to properly spell this fucking misspelled word, and as usual, the MSC system is a worthless piece-a-crap. You all know what I refer to, a street that ends in a circle with houses all over. Anyway a large black lab is there to greet me and a strange woman, only I met this woman today in the parking lot of the Fort Pierce Route 1 Publix Grocery Store. Her name is Mashell. I will not get into what happened today here in waking life, or yesterday really. I am only going to finish telling y'all about this wild DREAMING EXPERIENCE!!!!!!!!!! There is a weird structure in this double 'courtesak' where a weird dude about 30 years of age lives, and is like the Wizard of Oz, only meaner and unfriendlier, but he is sort of like the Disney Mayor Ripoff Callio-Botbar or 'Calibar', in that 1999 or 2000 kids witch movie called HALLOWEENTOWN, what else, huh United States Office of Copyrights?????????





To move this movie along, it repeats where I am riding in this self driving auto and it drives to this neighborhood and I meet these weird strange peeps, only this time, it went a stage further, like with Angelique's Dark Shadows 1968 “DREAM CURSE”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy Mister Cole, are some things in this life so totally fucking unforgettable, YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!





LSS, good people; the dream moved to where the car was switched to manual control by this Mashell lady who I actually met today, and who knew me or said she did, only I did not know her, not until I got home and realized that this was the lady from this wild PEE-DREAM that has recurred now for 10-15 days somewhere thereabout. She drove to us to this area in this town where it appeared much like any small town, with a business area and yes, a movie theater. When we walked in, PEE and her three girlfriends were getting ready to watch the movie and were all sitting next to each other about 5 rows from the back and on the right side as you walk in, about half way to the wall. Then I remembered, inside of the dream itself, that I have done this over and over and always left and now just to throw off this wild program or whatever is happening, I was going to sit down to watch the movie. Then suddenly, it is all about me driving down this road in this self propelled car and the black Lab Dog abnd so on. Each time, something new is added on, but unlike other recurring dreams, this one begins at the beginning and then goes along and gets a little longer with more added each time. The unfriendly Oz Wizard changes back and forth with this black Labrador Retriever Dog, that much I will tell you. Mashell appears to be a woman friend of mine but not my wife. She refused to stay and watch the movie and instead she said to me, I'll see you in a few hours and walked out. A few hours later at Publix Parking Lot in the waking world, I indeed ran into this ''dream-character''. But the movie is beyond words. This wizard half dog is somehow able to be the first TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON-DOG. As the wizard, it told me it is really the dog and not the other way around. In the movie, he goes into a strange teen aged girl with bright orange color hair with pink and blue highlights. I cannot pull up her name, but if pressed to the wall, it might be along the lines of Ginny, Jeanie, Whinny, or Jenny. Anyway, the dog takes over the girl in this movie and knows in a dual awareness who all of her enemies are, and this dog has a magical collar that can remove all clothes from anybody at will, other than for a skimpy teeny tiny bikini line on girls and a tiny daring pair of sexy shorts on guys. One by one, the movie is about her going all around to these enemies, one by one, and getting them into incredibly embarrassing and horrific situations. But the true excitement then takes fold in the second half of the show. All these enemies somehow begin to piece together that this girl has somehow done this to them after-all, they all know they were her enemy and the same wild and unbelievable thing had happened to each of them. The show goes on with an incredible revenge that they then go onto take against her, but they must always feat this power that they at first know nothing about, but slowly begin to unravel stuff. Typical movie plots, you and I all know the tune, the notes may vary along with the beats and measures, but nothing is all that different. I could tell you a major powerful thing in the end, but plan to save this, for personal reasons.















Oh 4-Crissake peeps, JUST WHAT DO THESE NBC JERK OFFS REALLY KNOW ABOUT ME, ALL THIS TIME, FOR 30-60 YEARS??????????????







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Today is just another one of my endless SUPER MOTHER FUCKING BOTBARS!!!!!













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DEAR DIARY, and yes, for the record, WASHINTON, DC and world; there is so much going on in five dimensions that they cannot ever let these blogs flourish or allow you to know what I know, they will kill us all before they will allow the truth about the fucking ESS out to all of you kind peeps, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







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Well peeps, just maybe if you help me grow, the world will survive in this particular parallel reality. If not, then guess what, it wasn't meant to happen. You nor I can cheat death or fate. All the times I should have died and told you all about it, well, I thought this, but still and all, those were not my fated times to depart this veil of mother fucking tears, friends and foes. Whatever the fate is for any and all of us, we will not be able to move one atom, not unless we work together in the FIFTH DIMENSION, as below that, it is not possible to break the atomic lock, this is just the way it is built. To think or try to think or do otherwise is no different than asking a man to be a woman and a woman to be a man. This is how it is, an dhow this is all constructed, in this mighty great SARA J. KARGE SIMULATION, my pal, Professor Kaku!













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