I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, THE STOCK MARKET WILL ENDLESSLY FLY
UP FOREVER AND FOREVER AND FOREVER, JUST AS LONG AS THEY CANPICK ON
AND PERSECUTE POOR LITTLE INNCENT VICTIM MARK MAYNE MOHR, ALSO KNOWN
AS (AKA) ME. DON'T MOTHER FUCKING LISTER PEOPLE, THAT IS ENTIRELY UP
TO YOU. BUT YES LOVELY ARM BREAKER GINA FROM THE EIGHTIES, YOU TOLD
ME, AND NOW, I AM TELLING YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JOURNAL
CASSETTE TAPE EQVT. #25,790
APRIL
22, 2014,
TUESDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:05,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 81 DEGREES FNHT.
All
these cock sucking mother fucking pricks have to do is destroy
my weekend,
and BANG, the
DOW JONES INDUSTRIALS will fly up to the cunt swallowing moon and
beyond.
Why won't one of you quintessential assholes ever believe in my
agony, YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY? Why won't they; great and powerful
mother fucking Copyright Office of 1984? You see, THAT
sir Lurch
Rockdroid,
IS MY PROBLEM,
SO STOP CALLING MY MONNY, I AM 29 YEARS OLD AND NOT A LITTLE MOTHER
FUCKIGN BABY, OR DID MY KID PUT YOU UP TO THIS?????????????? WOW, IF
I HAD DONE SHIT LIKE FUCKING THIS AT THAT AGE, mirrors sidney WOPULD
HAVE HAD MY BLOOD DRAINED OUT AND FED TO FUCKING CUNT LAPPING ROSEANN
DELANEY FOR DIN-DIN, LOVELY EYES-BETTY!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
and WHAAAAAAAAAA and go fuck your mother, you evil monster mother
fucking Wall Street creep jig bags, at light speed
squared!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There
is a short story you need to hear so your memory is refreshed, even
if you never read my first half of my blogs from 06-10 of this
stinking rotten hellish miserable fucking asshole century, good
people. One night in 1986, David Roth and I were in Atlantic City and
I went to gamble at the then Golden Nugget Casino that now is the
same building, but called the Hilton, lovely Paris who never, just
like Wendy Silverspoon Thomas, had a bad day in her spoiled filthy
rotten little ass life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, YO; as we entered the
parking garage of the place, all the lights were off and it was late
in the night time, not twelve fucking noon. I am not talking pitch
black, but a preponderance of lights that should have been on, were
not, for reasons that then, I just totally believed, was Goddess
Diana
(whom I call MIDDIE-ISIS, now), was
warning me not to gamble there, that it was all magnetically or
'cosmologically' ''FIXED'' against me.
Sure
enough, I LOST EVERY SINGLE 50-50 BET IN A ROW,
while David stood there, looking as though his dog, best friend, and
parents; had all just died in excruciating agony, right in front of
his mother fucking cunt eyes. I never ever forget shit, I remember
every little detail about the last 10,000 mother fucking years, not
even dream breaks or (LIFETIMES) bust up my incredible memories. I
can see it now in front of me as clearly as if a naked lovely whore
was throwing me down right now and fucking me pathetic little brains
out of my cruel intentions 1999
skull!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My
point in this, is that some huge thing is all behind why that photo
in the MEET MORE CRACKPOTS FROM NEW JERSEY HATE-PAGE, was suddenly
removed on Dawn-Marie Kings birthday, of course she passed out of
this veil of fucking tears on New Years Day back in twenty fucking
eleven, as holidays seem to be an incredible major something in THIS
WILD ASS FAMILY, just what, is anybody's mother fucking guess. Maybe
I will go to the Jupiter fucking Jetty and jump off and take a big
deep breath, and just go ahead and Paula Weston Stabler Patton,
“DIE-DIE-DIE”, HUH David ha-ha tapes Trilane Squiretrek
Roth?????????????????
HOLY
MOTHER FUCKING CALLIO, CALL TEN, AT&T BLAKE SOCIETY of all GAMES
EXPERTS AND FUTURE PROPHETIC DREAMINGS!!!!!!!!!!
Jupiter,
Florida, welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-TV.
ALONG
WITH THE GREAT WEATHER BUG APP, WEEEE!
MARK
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2006-2014
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negative, the only thing one may be truly sure of is that you cannot
be sure of anything. Sorry lovely
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Harborfields operates under the auspices of the County of
Atlantic, Department of Public Safety and is managed, under
contract, by the State of New Jersey, Department of Law and Public
Safety, Juvenile Justice Commission. Harborfields is located on
Buffalo Avenue and Duerer Street in the City of Egg Harbor, New
Jersey. The Program serves male and female juveniles between the
ages of 12 and 18 awaiting court review for disposition, trial or
other court action. The facility has 8 secure beds for females and
19 secure beds for males.
Harborfields provides a secure, safe, clean and healthy
environment for court-detained youth. The dedicated staff of
Harborfields are consistent, tolerant individuals who work as team
players. Leading by example, the staff is able to provide to
difficult youth much needed self-discipline, respect for self and
others and personal responsibility.
Through education and rehabilitation, emotional support,
stability and structure, the youth at Harborfields are dealt with
as individuals. At Harborfields the program prepares its youth to
reenter the community or to enter into Juvenile Justice Commission
programs.
With the use of effective treatment methods, Harborfields is
making a difference in the lives of youth.
Harborfields meets the needs of the community as a secure
facility for juveniles who have been deemed unsuitable for release
pending court appearance. Harborfields also works to stabilize
juveniles by structuring their day with educational activities.
1. Counseling Component - Guided Group Interaction is conducted
daily by two staff for approximately 1 hour per session.
Individual Counseling is provided as needed by staff social
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2. Academic Education, Special Education and GED preparation
are provided by the Atlantic County Special Services School
District with the expectation that youth will return to the
regional public school or transitional school.
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Youth Services Commission, as needed.
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You
know that old expression, ''GET
REAL''.
Well, let's, Herby and George and Everett. Why did Dawn
King
know all along that a nightmare I had about this place all my life,
was so interconnected with the larger extended family, unless all the
things that Morianity and my blogs have taken us for more than eight
years, are indeed, all true and totally correct?????????? YOU GO, OLD
coworker and pal, 'Bob Schleigh' from Mac Andrews in 1980!
IF
YOU ENJOY REALLY SUPER COOL BLOGS, CLICK ON THIS WONDERFUL DREAMING
RESIDENT FROM DOGTOWN WHO IS NOW AMONGST US, IF IN NO OTHER WAY, AS A
P4E (PHASE-4-ENTITY).
Many
of us are not who we appear. Is it real, is it Memorex, or is it fake
steak Techno-pop? You always have to wonder. But as per the ICPE-APE
and me and Misses Dow Jones, I do not think wondering has much to do
with shit.
JUST
KEEP PUMMELING AND HARASSING POOR OLD ZERANNISS ARTHUR YANCY JONES
WHILE HE DREAMS DOWN HERE HE IS MARK WAYNE MOHR, AND THE DOW WILL
KEEP ENDLESSLY FLYING UP AND UP AND UP, JUST AS I TOLD YOU, LOVELY
GINA QUEEN!!!!!!!!!!!
AND NO, I DO NOT
HAVE A PHOTO OF LOVELY GODDESS TALL NIGHT-LADY GINA, SORRY FOLKS,
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
United
States Copyright Office Records, pasted in part:
COPYRIGHT
CLAIMANT NAME: MARK WAYNE MOHR
HOLY
MOTHER OF GODDESS, JUST TAKE A GANDER AT THAT WALL STREET RAGING BULL
THAT IS TOTALLY OUT OF CONTROL, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!
Watch
the Dow Jones fucking fly up today folks, and this is
no fucking joke, YO, you will see, just as I told you, lovely giant
fucking GINA. TOLD YOU-TOLD YOU-TOLD YOU!!!!!!!!!!
PLEASE
DO NOT BLAME ME FOR ALWAYS BEING CORRECT IN MY PROPHECIES. PLEASE
DO NOT BLAME ME.
AS
LONG AS THESE
MONSTER MOTHER FUCKERS
HAVE PITIFUL ME TO PICK ON, AND RELENTLESSLY FUCKING PERSECUTE; THESE
MARKETS WILL MOVE ONE WAY AND ONLY ONE WAY, UP AND UP AND UP AND UP
AND UP AND UP AND UP FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER, SEE HOW FUCKING
CORRECT I AM, YO???????????????????
ALL
I WANT IS TO BE WRONG, BUT I NEVER MOTHER FUCKING AM, GOOD FOLKS, AM
I BRAHHHHHHH????????
SO
YES LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE ALONG WITH
all
of fucking Manhattan
can indeed Put
''THAT''
on
the blackboard
of David Leigh Smith,
back in 1970 at Wormhole Cooley Hall, in Haddonfield, New
Jersey!!!!!!!!!!! Sing it to me, lovely X-MAS TREE ANGEL JACOBSON,
and screw the Pope and his canons, as the miracles in my endless life
make Gary Trek Mitchell look like a tortoise walking alone on a
deserted forest path!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SUPPLEMENTAL
BLOG ENTRY, MADE
AFTER SOMETHING QUITE MAJOR WAS BROUGHT TO MY ATTENTION, KIND
READERS:
BOB
MCDOWELL OLD PAL, THIS MICROSUCKS LIGHTBULB HACK AND ENDLESSLY
FAILING UPDATES SHIT IS A VIOLATION OF MY RIGHTS TO OWN A NECESSARY
COMPUTER, FCC, MY OLD SCHOOL CHUM FROM COOLEY WORMHOLE ANGEL DREAM
HALL OF 1972!!!!!!!!!!!
IT IS 3:20 ANTE'
MERIDIAN, 22 APRIL OF 2014. I FEEL THIS IS QUITE MAJOR, IF YOU ARE
OUT THERE, RONALD WIRTZ SENIOR, EX ADA OF CAMDEN COUNTY, NEW JERSEY,
KIND SIR, HAVE A LOOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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You Do Not Like, Buy a Record By the Caetano and Do Not Bother Us,
Fuck You." December 12, 2006, More Crackpots- Meet Mark
from NJ (MP3), MORE OF THESE HATS ARE AROUND THE AREA OF FORT PIERCE,
FLORIDA. READ SAFE JOURNAL BLOGS AROUND THE 500-600 CHAPTER NUMBER
RANGE, AND THEN CLICK ON AN OLD REMADE SONG FROM 1983, WOW MISTER
MACY, IS THIS THE FIRST TRUMP, THE LAST TRUMP, OR THE MARK OF THE
BEAST, AS INDEED, 1+2+3+4 ALL THE WAY UP TO +36 WILL INDEED EQUAL
666, GEE REALLY, COPYIGHT OFFICE OF 1988? HAY, IT IS ALL DOWN THERE
FOR THE RECORD. YOU CAN CLICK HERE FOR MORE, ONLY BELEIVE THIS FOLKS,
THE MOUNTAINPEN NEVER TITLED ANYTHING, “THE MEANING OF LIFE”,
SOMEONE MUST HAVE ADDED ALL OF THIS TO THEIR DEGRADED COPY TAPES,
FROM WHAT WAS STOLEN WHEN THEY BOOSTED MY CAR STEREO AT NORTHEAST
PHILL’S FRIENDLY RESTAURANT ON THE ROOSEVELT BOULEVARD IN THE
FRIKKIN NINETIES. ALL I EVER DID WAS SAY, AND I’LL QUOTE, FROM
1983, “GIRL, I’LL TELL YOU ANYTHING”, SO CLICK HERE: DO NOT
CLICK HERE, THIS IS ALL DEFUNCT AND GONE!
GUESS
WHAT,
SOMEBODY
REMOVED THE PHOTO OF THE 'SUPPOSED ME', AS OF 21
APRIL
IN 2014. I BELIEVE THIS WAS DAWN'S BD.
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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This fella is MOST
DEFINATELY 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.
Posted by: Razzy McThaxton | March
16, 2012 at 09:00 AM
I
AM NOT BUYING INTO WHATEVER JUST HAPPENED ON DAWN KING'S BIRTHDAY,
NOT FOR 600 BILLION MOTHER FUCKING DOLLARS, UNITED STATES CASH
CURRENCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ddddddddddddd,
the song has been sung over and over, and I have nothing to mother
fucking cunt prove to a single ass fucking prick eating soul, good
people, N-O-T-H-I-N-G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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