THIS
BLOG IS DEDICATED TO THE ANCIENT CHINESE, WHO HAD TRUE WISDOM, AND
KNEW THE REAL AND TRUE METHOD OF TRAVELING, BY WAY OF
SPACE-TIME-MIND.
JOURNAL
CASSETTE TAPE EQVT. #25,789
APRIL
22, 2014,
EARLY
TUESDAY MORNING AT 12:25,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 66 DEGREES FNHT.
This
asshole is back to stay for a while, but he never really leaves, nor
does the truth behind his being here ever leave, despite the many
RMCTX folks never coming to realize what is happening. Oh well, the
ancient Chinese knew what was happening, thousands of years ago. But
if you think any of this is the kicker for this blog, you have only
but begun your trek into it good people, and all named Karen as
well!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every
place I ever go to live, it is always the same LIGHT-BULB MICROSUCKS
HACKER thing, good folks. It never ever stops for one very good
reason That believe it or not I figured out in late 1985 somewhere
after my first move into the highview Cheers Apartments of
WILL-I-AM-STOWN, New Jersey. This also led to me figuring out
parallel event as it applies to roulette gaming, along with help from
wonderful MIDDIE, and please don't be as dumb as the scientists and
say to me, how can a fifteen year old girl show you all these things.
You know it is so funny, shee, not ha-ha funny, but really, I expect
way too much of my viewers, after-all the Stein and the Chair and all
of them, are kids in a sandbox to me, and I do not hold any degree,
and this is why the party was not a great success, SH. Only folks
like me could have shown up, and you would have turned us all away.
Don't get me wrong, I love these shows on educational channels, and I
try to love my enemies to keep Uncle Jesus happy, and wow, as I said,
I TRY. I know sure as hell burns, I am not perfect, neither is Bruce
Allan Pennock, nor is my great super daughter.
If
you are looking for fancy bullshit today, forget it, I am here to
tell you some truths, you of the non science world, you of the
science world, and all and any other you's out here, in whatever
Andrews categories somewhere, AHA AHA Mike.
So
for weather, go to another blog, for stats and info on me, do
likewise. This blog will hammer out a few quick powerful truths, and
when you are done reading, you may just have the beginning of knowing
why you CANNOT know what powerful world owners ARE INDEED covering
up, or seemingly covering up. As old blogs stated many times, it is
not the ability of the sender of words and messages, so much as it is
the receivers of that message, that unfortunately, are lacking the
ability to GET IT. This all was talked about 2000 years ago in bible
scriptures with that stuff about they have eyes and do not see and
ears and do not hear. You
have had my blogs for nearly 100 months, and I remain just a crackpot
nutcase
with a measly paltry total page hits, next to average blogs, that get
hundreds of times more, and tell hundreds of times less as far as any
eternal value. The first person who says to themselves, screw eternal
value; I hear you, and my message back is; no, sorry; it
is screwing you right now,
and made you think that absurd thought, and I am totally powerless to
stop any of this, right wonderful CHINA and all CHAINS, yes it took
me about 44 years, and now great folks over there, I GET IT, I REALLY
GET IT, what an asshole I was, and thank you for letting me see it
for myself, the only true methodology for learning things of great
and incredible value.
The
magic of so much in our lives, good people; is MOTION
and SEPARATION.
A word that was invented for both these things as applied to human
life situations, normally and usually, is TIME.
This is not a complex or wild and bizarre thing, folks. It is just a
spatial relationship. One of my favorite Science Channel shows was
aired just last night, with Steve Hawking and his party
disappointment, and TIME TRAVEL. As I said, I am dealing with kids in
a sandbox, and since I hold no degree, I am just an asshole to be
scoffed at, that is the way of the world, and I am absolutely
powerless to change this. This fact however, is the answer to Mister
Hawking's wonderment as to why no one showed up to his special party
back nearly five years ago. We all knew we would be politely turned
away. But the US © Office has proof to all of this, and they do not
dare say a word, right Cuzz Donnie boy, and your pal Dickey
boy????????????????????????
If
they stopped for a few seconds, all these great wise-men of science,
they might see a glimmer of truth in my words, especially if they
would diligently check out all my songs, but no, this will not happen
Lenny McKinnon, and yes sir, I already know this, as I already knew
you were not going to promote me as a songwriter in 1980, and told
you that much. At least I was honest, and was too young to stand my
ground with you, that was a major fatal mistake that I cannot over
estimate or over exaggerate, if I was paid a trillion bucks to do so.
First
off, I remember every word you spoke to me that afternoon, Julia, on
the Black Horse Pike in 1997. At the time, I was blind and deaf, and
you spoke gibberish to my ignorant soul. Now it is all decoded,
unscrambled, and clear as tinkering bell right in the ear. It is a
shinning light right in the eye, just like when the eye-dock looks
into your eye with that bright light after dilating the pupils with
those eye drops. But I cannot hate others for being centuries behind
where I am, well, a few decades probably is more accurate, since in
the past 100 years, there is a major parabolic increasing curve in
the rate or delta change in human knowledge. Still, what you see on
these channels I describe, is what I was talking about word for word
40 years ago, on tapped bugged SNOWED-IN telephones, told you I know
stuff, and you all were laughing at me and what my blogs said about
this, before Snowden the ex-NSA guy blew that cover to high unholy
hellfire. My point is that maybe in 20 years, they will all be where
these blogs are, and understand I speak the truth about STM, and
since we are on the topic of me and the truth, all other things as
well.
Let
me show you, since everyone loves to laugh at me, how funny the great
show from twenty-ten is, was, whatever. In the middle somewhere was
that part about making time cut in half by circling our galaxy heart,
Mister Spock Movies; and coming back and changing the time. I don't
know what you are smoking, but I need to get in on this great stuff,
Mister Hawking and other great men and women of science. Go to a
location 26,000 years away, a 52,000 year round trip separation,
maybe close to 53,000 as we all know how much energy would be
required to expend to hit a velocity to do even this, and then you
are talking about orbiting the black hole for a year and only being
half a year older. Wow, please, I really want to get in on whatever
dope you folks are legally shooting up with!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There
is a magic formula that I do not have the time to come up with, but
if I did have the time, it would alter this world. Any form of life
that is aware of time, such as not your pets, as they do not know
tomorrow from yesterday; as a bumble bee also does not, and has a
much wider consciousness time level, some claim more than 50 times
ours, but all that counts is those with awareness to time, so that
means us, US HUMAN BEINGS. We are the ones who evolved here on this
Earth, and why can't you blind butt-wipes see the powerful awesome
proof that SPACE-TIME-MIND
is a powerful reality, when I tell you that you move consciously, at
roughly one seventh of a second, frame by frame, I did not say
unconsciously, that is a whole other ballgame, and for another
'TIME'. Well, the speed of light circles this world of ours in one
seventh of a second as well. This is, as Mister Berra puts it
perfectly, ''Just too coincidental to be a
coincidence”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is what proves
SPACE-TIME-MIND. I just do not have a lot of free time in a worry
free life and environment, with lots of college physics friends all
around, or ui would make a formula, it wouldn't be that hard to do, I
promise you. This verifies that all this physical traveling in space,
time, and parallel universes, is an automatic naturally occurring
reality. We all are doing it forever and ever.
Morianity
began in 1995. There was no Blogger Dot Com yet, and even internet
for average users, was quite new. Morianity is me telling anyone who
may want to know, some wild truths, nothing more, nothing less. This
is the reality of things, ladies and gentlemen.
Maybe,
as with Christianity, it will take a few hundred years, but I
guarantee you all this; eventually, someone somewhere will say, oh
yeah, Mark Wayne Mohr told somebody all of this, the poor little
fucked up bastard. He was really crucified. Yeah, move over UNCLE
JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes,
it does not matter where I live or move to, it is always the nastiest
noisiest pricks that always seem to be all around me. I am not the
only one who observed this however. You see it is time I let you in
on some big ass secrets today good folks. First, my mother was
relatively a normal human being, my father, the jury is out on that
for right now, right Stacey Hamblin, and all Hammonton mail counts of
OHM-8 Christmas tree angels??????????? Still, my mom said one day to
me, no matter where we move, we get the worst neighbors in the entire
block, and she nor I, are deluded, psychotic, making up stories out
of school to get attention, or WHATEVER, Oak Street Congressman old
buddy from '75!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Travelers
have all gotten together a trillion years ago, give or take a
vigintillion, and joined and formed, what has been labeled in this
religion of Morianity's list of concepts and terms, the EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY, Private Cosmicoded Number 275. I
have told why they do what they do and why games are played, and how
it avoids the eternal agony of keeping endlessness in our
consciousness. Now all of you right now only hope for what you
already not only have, but detest and abhor with a mother freaking
passion. Things in waking mortal life are Lawtronically designed to
create mirages and illusions, the world is filled with Maya, an old
religious term for just this thing, ILLUSION, or to put it in Gene
Roddenberry style, not Cranberry, not blueberry, and certainly not
Archie Bunker's raspberry, the power of the Tallosions. Get the
original
movie that started all of STAR TREK,
and this nearly 2 hours show tells the true story of the power of
illusion, but is clever enough to keep the government, who Gene
worked for, in numerous capacities throughout his life; from being
angry with him. If you do it THEIR WAY, they will even help you with
your production, I know these things, I was in the freaking
entertainment bizz back when my super daughter was in fifth grade.
Did any of you viewers who know all of my claims, ever wonder why the
lights do in fact glitter the way they do? Gimme a break Marge Barge
Leo!
Well,
I said what I wanted to for today, but I had reasons for not talking
yet to my resident manager, Mizz Marotto, about these monster uncouth
nabes from hell. I have my plans, but I also know about Ron wirtz and
feeding verses starving these traveling monsters, who use me to avoid
thinking about their endlessness, you would call it immortality, and
kill for it. There are peeps who have done a lot of whacky things to
try and achieve it. You're all kids in a sandbox, and when Mark the
Spark comes over to bring you some lemonade and sandwiches, and maybe
a little powerful wisdom along with it, you take the food and drink,
and spit in my face. Fine. No prob, Bob. As I said, I have my plans,
PERIOD, Fred Sanford. So beat me up if you want to Esther, you old
fish eyed fool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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