Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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I TOLD YIU GINA. THIS IS AS DEPENDABLE AS ANY SWITCH WATCH ON THE PLANET. RUIN MY WEEKEND WITH PERSECUTION, AND UP SHE GOES, THE DOW JONES THAT IS, AND UP, AND YES, UP, AND YES FOLKS, UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, FOREVER AND FOREVER AND FOREVER, WITH OR WITHOUT ALL OF THE MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFF MICROSUCKS LIGHTBULB HACKERS IN THE MULTIVERSE FUCKING MY COMPUTER UP, FCC, OLD PAL, BOB MCDOWELL!!!













Yes sir, yes ma'am, MY WONDERFUL LOVELY DIRT BAG MICROSUCKS LIGHT-BULB HACKERS ARE ALL ALIVE AND WELL, UNFUCKINGFORTUNATELY; AND LIVING ON PLANET HACKJACKLATTISAWATTACK!!!!



















I HAVE COMPLETELY MOTHER FUCKING HAD IT FOLKS”. They've worn me down to a frazzle.





FCC BOB old buddy, they are on my mouse and shift key and spacer key BIG ASS MOTHER FUCKING TIME, YO YO YO YO YO YO,HELLLLLLLP!













APRIL 29, 2014,

TUESDAY EVENING AT 5:23,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 82 DEGREES FNHT.

DOWN FROM 88 A FEW HOURS AGO, AND NICE AND OVERCAST FOR A COUPLE HOURS ALSO!





























LET US TAKE A BITE OUT OF SOME NEW MAJOR ASS SHIT, SHALL WE GOOD FOLKS??????????


















Folks, the old school is gone. It does not pay to try, it does not pay to be good, and it certainly does not pay to think and live the way we all did, back in those oh so great yesterdays. Adapt to this new age garbage or drown. Well gurgle gurgle gurgle then, for me, good people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







No sir world, being tenacious is not a new age politically fucking correct thing to be any more. If it is done romantically, YOU ARE A STALKER, and if it is done to try and get what is rightfully yours; you will ALWAYS END UP GETTING WORSE OFF FOR TRYING TO UNCOVER COVERT SHIT CAUSING YOUR WOES! Lovely new times, Planet Earth!!!!!!!!!!





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A while ago, a story was all over the local media in my area, and as if they knew I would eventually jump on this to vindicate my own reputation in similar matters, they very quickly ended the story, unlike so many others such as when Mister Beiber came to the area and raised a ruckus and went to jail for a while, like Boo. What happened quite simply put, was a young college man wanted to buy sex from some homeless teen girl, who killed him with her bare hands when he did not pay her. The details to the story are totally irrelevant to my point for today. He was small and she was a big strong girl, who punched him in his throat, and then when he fell helplessly to the ground. She put her knee on his throat while he chocked to death. He begged Campus Security for help, and they were too scared to do much except run and get help; pretty much what I would have to do, so who am I to speak here? Anyway, when the authorities got back, the poor little dude was dead and gone, at the hands of this wild teen girl. No weapon was used in this killing, other than her powerful body. Whenever I tell things to people that resembles a story like this, be it my rape in the summer of 1969, or just how I love to say back to a TV set when the Lipator Medication commercial comes on, in a joking way, as it rhymes; “jip-a-whore”. Then I say after saying this, “There's no whore you want to jip if you know what is good for you”. In truth, I have arm wrestled a lot of the women in my life, to quote Bob Cheatley Patterson, and won only a couple times out of many tries. I have very weak arms, and street girls are very strong, Ann King used to call it, “JAIL STRENGTH”. She may have something there, to quote 3-Stooge, Mister Moe Howard! Still, I am tired of being laughed at, and then a story breaks that vindicates all the shit I fucking talk about and get laughed at for saying, and instead of anyone ever coming back to me and saying, wo, hay Mark, bla-bla-bla, no, fuck me, I don't matter worth a shit to this mother fucking ass world, do I Mister SNOWED-IN and Mister ALEX JONES? Bob McDowell, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, SIR AND OLD FRIEND FROM 1972, they are hacking my mother fucking computer huge time, please make it stop, ALL HOT HOSE BUCKET PEOPLE EVERYWHERE!!!!










DEAR DIARY JOURNAL TAPE, THIS IS GOING TO SAY SOME HARD HITTING FUCKING SHIT. PLEASE BE BRACED!




MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC, whoever is doing this to me, IS TO BE KILLED, ON MY VOICE PRINT, MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, AND CLEVERGIRLS-18, AND S---T---O---P!!!!!!!!!!!




Yes that wonderful movie that came out about a year into my fucking cunt blogging career, you know, the shark tossing bed breaking neurotic super-girl JENNY, is just the tip of the iceberg about my problems with what you might call, and Jim Burr knew all about it in the fucking cunt seventies, ''SUPERGIRLS''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



















































































































HERE WE GO AGAIN WITH SHIT HEAD JANE MOTHER FUCKING WHORE 'NOTFONDAU ONEBIT WATERWITCHBITCH'. THIS PIECE OF SHIT JUST FUCKING CUNT NAILED ME, AT PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN, BUT NOW I KNOW (LIGHT-BULB-HACKER) WHY. SEE HOW THIS POPPED ON RIGHT HERE TOO, BOB MCDOWELL, FCC, SIR AND PAL? SOMEHOW, THEY MAKE PAGE 10 OF 10 TRICK ME AND IT IS SOMEHOW NOT REALLY PAGE 10. IT CANNOT BE, AS WHEN I USE MOTHER FUCKING FILLER LINES TO TAKE UP PAGE SPACE TO AVOID PAGE FUCKING CUNT EATING ELEVEN; IT STILL IS PAGE ELEVEN A PAGE LATER, AND I GET CUNT EATING FUCKING ASS CREWED EVERY SINGLE TIME, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHERE IS JOHNNY FUCKER FASTER NOW OLD FRIEND; WHEN WE BOTH COULD REALLY USE THE POOR DUMB 1972 BASTARD?????????????????????????????





If anyone out here cared one smidgen about what happens to me, as they do not of course, this would have been globally fucking cunt exposed by now, with all my proof and all my shit I've fucking cock sucking told to this evil rotten fucking ass world, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







Before we get into the heart of this REVENGE BLOG which will only be starting a major conversation most likely with myself, dear dfiary-journal; but let me post up my normal paste in jobs and then to quote Mister Maverick Rockford in the early seventies or middle somewhere, on his great cool files show, “We can always get back to this”, and believe me folks, WE WILL, with no help from NASA-CULT, or curly supergirls, and other movie related things from these Rockford times or just after a bit, huh Naval Officer Daddy Spaceplatforms?







Only a few hits on my blog have happened between Sunday and Tuesday, and nobody responds to my e-mails, but when they want something from me, they link right in, right Papa Harner Hillpines??????????????????????????



















EVERY SINGLE DAY IS BOTBAR IN 2014, AN EXPERIENCE I HAVE FINALLY BECOME USED TO BEING IN, JUST LIKE AFTER AUGUST 15, 1986, WHEN IT WAS BASICALLY 99 PERCENT AS IT IS AGAIN THIS YEAR. IT AGAIN DID THIS IN 1997. I HAVE MATCHED TIMES AND DATES AND MAJOR HIGH BOTBAR SHIT PATTERNS, TO CERTAIN LIFE PATTERNS, AND IT ALWAYS COMES BACK TO A POWERFUL AND TOTALLY UNDENYABLE CONNECTION TO THE ALMIGHTY GODDESS SSJK OR ISISCYLLA. THIS IS 'FREAKING FUN CITY', WITH QUINTESSENTIAL SARCASM ADDED IN.







THIS IS NOT A SUNRAM RED ALERT, TO EVER BE ECLIPSED BY ANY PARANORMAL ACTIVITY or water-bucket dreams of oh-eight, DOCTOR MARK ASSHOLE WOLF AND PARTNER, on Main Street, in Moorestown, New Jersey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






















On top of all of this, beginning on the tenth of April, yesterday, MICROSUCKS, just as the television news spot foretold, made a major change that has effected my machine, and I'll need to keep it on a sleeping mode now which hackers fucking cunt love, but I have no choice. Otherwise, you go to fucking shutdown, and it updates and fails and reconfigures when it is reactivated, and fails, and I do not think this is good for the computer, so I must now leave it on. OH NO MARK WAYNE FUCKING ASSHOLE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR, DO NOT LEAVE IT ON, THAT IS THE WORST THING YOU CAN DO. WHERE IS THE LEGISLATION IN THIS COUNTRY FOR THOSE ON FIXED INCOME, OR ARE ALL OF YOU IN MICROSUCKS DEEP ASS FUCKIN G WIORLD CONTROLLING POCKETS, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO?????????????????????







WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! DOES LIFE FUCKING SUCK AND STINK, FOR THE CHOSEN FUCKING CUNT HUNTINGTON; OR IS IT ALL IN MY CUNT EATING SICKO IMAGINATION FOR 60 COCK SUCKING ASS YEARS, GOOD PEEPS OF PLANET EARTHACKJACKLATTISAWATTACK?? WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME MISTER MCNULTY?????????????????????????







AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!POOR FUCKING FOLKS HAVE RIGHTS TOO IN THIS WORLD, but only those Jack McCoy rights they can defend. If we don't fight and shout out to authorities, they will end up taking every cent from us, and leave us at their doorstep, to be THEIR TOTAL FUCKING SLAVES; and I refuse to go back to the days of slavery; whatever color we both really are, lovely 1969 Tennessee Avenue boardwalk on-ramp SARAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Say hello to the KING. For his brother, you may need Mom's great powerful candles!!!!










YES THIS IS A SUNRAM RED ALERT FROM 1960 AND 1970, DOCTOR MARK WOLF. THIS IS NO CUNT LAPPING DRILL, GARY MITCHELL FAWCESLINKED, FOR CRISSAKE!!!!!!!!!! Edges and centers of galaxies, give me a space station break Margie fucking Leo of 1985, this cannot all be some absurd collection of nothingness and mental disease, as the odds would be about a vigintillion to fucking one against that being fucking possible. Ask the great NYC Professor Kaku, and don't even think about taking me at my word on that, or parking across from Cifaloglio's garage of camera kicks, or the gods totally forbid, ripping off Cuzz Donnie's weave. So where are all of the green-codes of Roller-skaters Rinkville, you EXPLORATRON SUPERMIND SOCIETY CULT FROM THE MOTHER FUCKING DISEASED DIRT BAG BRIGGBASE????????????????? Whaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! I popped out of some wild NIGHTMARE when I was dreaming it was the morning of August 15 in 1986. It seems I cannot ever get back to the universe I left before I hit my bed, at that Cherry Hill home of magic pharmaceuticals and soon to come MISS LEE TEENAILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh Lordess (SAR) (AH), what a lovely world I am stuck in. It is not the world but a game called GTNOTG. Maybe I am tied up in a shop on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, Geraldine Supergirl Shahpals. WOW MACY STACEY MACKEY. The fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation. WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!




CUT IT ANY WAY YOU WANT, SAY A PRAYER OR A CHANT OVER IT FOR ALL I GIVE A SHIT EATING HELL, AS IT WILL STILL ALWAYS COME UP THAT EVERYTHING IN THIS UNIVERSE AND MULTIVERSE, AND EVEN BEYOND, IS ALL ABOUT ONE THING, FOLKS!!



EXPLORATRONICS*****

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Yes, bob McDowell did indeed grow up into a fine gentleman, and as you put it so eloquently, Mister Mackey, back in late 1972, in your classroom; ''a man''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Makes me wonder what you knew back then as well, along with hallway communicator Marcucci and his Beatles friends, and Marola and her school play insistence wisdom. Don't even get me started, Misses Eckert Pharmacy, back on 7/12; on the topic of EXPLORATRONS, PLEASE! TANKS!!!









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Yes King David, Talk about wanting to freaking wash your hands! Holy mother of fucking goddess, I assure you, my pants are not on fire; but I am quite well done and broiled!!!!!!!!!!!!!






























IT IS WHAT IT IS, JUST AS DAWN-MARIE KING SO OFTEN SAID TO ME, BACK IN THE YEARS OF LOVELY 2008 AND 2009, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-BIT!!!! SHE ALSO SAID A LOT, AND I TOTALLY AGREE WITH HER, SHEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!




UP-UP-UP-UP, I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!





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BUT NO ONE WILL LISTEN OR BELIEVE MY NIGHTMARE.







The wild exploratronic interaction with the 42 grand involved me and my car and an incredible repeat or recurring dream with NICK, not at night, although these events have sort oh hyper-atomically fused together all by themselves recently in the past couple of decades. '42,000' is a magic number. Just watch and see, if some huge thing, is not all connected; right here in this universe, with that fucking number; ladies and gentlemen!!!!









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Say what George Jefferson???????









***OH***SHIT***, CALLI-KALI-CALL TEN CALLIO!!!!!





HOLY MOTHER FUCKING CALLIO CLAN OF CHAPPAQUIDDICK BRIDGE FAMILIES OF SWEPT AWAY ROSS SECRETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dress shop, gimme' a break, you wanted to have your own place since you were nine years old, girl, so what's with this 1983, “I don't need this no how, no nothing” garbage, or lovely girls trying to send me messages decades later that it wasn't you when we all know that it was you?????????????????????







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YOU CANNOT KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE YOUR ROTTEN GUTS JANE FONDA FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME THAT NIGHT BACK IN 1993 AT THE BALL-PARK, YOU ROTTEN MISERABLE MONSTER-SLAPPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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HOW I DETEST YOUR MISERABLE GUTS!

















































I want this on the record; old friend from 1972, in Dan Mackey's class, at Cooley Hall at school, Bob McDowell; and all other authorities out here, who need to do their job to protect and ensure my civil freaking rights, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!












Mohr, Mark W., 1954-
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Now this was all right after I had met and interacted with the throat specialist in northeast Philadelphia, and his magical lovely young lab-tech assistant. He seemed to do the very same thing with her, up in the future by 20 years give or take, that he did only a few years away with Donna Summer, naming his ugly harbor tub, the PRINCESS, right after I copyrighted my EPITOME OF HARASSMENT PROJECTS, really the first one in 1988, misspelled on the copyright forms, and is why the words 'sic' appear on the title block on these forms that I now will re-post so that you can all see; which stands for Spelled In-Correctly. When patters continue to reflect a repeating item of anything is happening, the odds increase exponentially, that it is all just up in someone's mind or just a big ass fucking coincidence. One time, that's one thing, but then there came Mister Macy. Now at this point of things, I was at Jenny's Park and living a hermits life, not yet blogging on the net, as I had yet to meet Chris Bennett, who started all of this by telling me that maybe I need to do this to tell my story. But my real point on all of this is that all this time I had no clue how this was all done, or even a clue as to why. Now with the ESS, it all comes together so incredibly, that to quote the CCR Band of the sixties, I can feel this thing's fucking disease. And no, Jane and her weeds are not the only disease in town, not with all of this shit for the past 30-60 mother fucking years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







That's not his problem, Misses Mohr. Well Dock, oh mighty throat specialist off of Grant Avenue after making my turn off of 95 and onto Academy Road, what is my problem? Why will I go into a slow endless eternal coma sub death for a million years, without the magical 4-ML-GRAM daily ativan dosage, ever since AD-1983? YYYYYYYYYYYYYYY JIMMY, © 1984 YYYYYYYYYY? I NEED HELP BIG TIME, ALL AUTHORITIES OUT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOOOLLLEEY SARGE CARTER, USMC, and Doogie!













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Buffalo Ave. & Duerer St.
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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.
MISSION STATEMENT
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.
PROGRAM GOALS
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.
PRIMARY SERVICES
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 workers.
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.
3. Drug and Alcohol Counseling as well as Narcotics Anonymous and Alcoholics Anonymous sessions are provided through the County Youth Services Commission, as needed.
4. Recreation and Athletics are conducted in the facility gymnasium by the Physical Education Teacher provided by the Atlantic County Special Services School District.
5. Sex Education and Parenting classes are provided by an on-site Program Specialist.
6. Community involvement is maintained through special events which include speakers such as the Mayors of Atlantic City and Egg Harbor, members of the police department, and people from other walks of life.
7. In House Detention Program - The facility manages a 10 slot program which places youth onhouse arrest under the shared supervision of parents and detention officers. The intention is to have the youth continue in usual community activities pending court appearance.
ADMISSION CRITERIA
Upon arrest, a juvenile must be seen by Juvenile Intake for determination of detainable offense which would result in the youth being remanded to Harborfields.
VISITING HOURS
Sunday 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM - Family & Friends
Thursday 7:00 PM - 8:00 PM - Parents Only
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Visitors must present proper ID
Visitors under 18 must be accompanied by an adult.
No former residents are allowed to visit.
Special visits available upon request, with approval of the Superintendent.

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!







What DREAMS really are, is not going to be found in the collective works of all the dream books on the planet. If this sounds arrogant, all I can do is apologize my good people, but truth it truth, and there is plenty of freaking dog shit that I do not know squat beans about!!!!!! You see peeps, there is the MAGIC TRIANGLE OF REALITY, (DREAMS, HYPERSPACE, & EXPLORATRONS)!!!!!!!!!!!!! Know this, and you know the real power behind any and all secrets being hidden by any and all world governments, I promise you that!









NOW WE WILL TALK ABOUT THINGS THAT THIS BLOG OF TODAY IS ALL ABOUT, FOLKS. There will be some hard punches thrown, if not in the mood, come back when you are, YOU HAVE BEEN POLITELY WARNED, as I am one fucking pissed off little old guy right this minute!







































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Oh boy, life stinks, yet so many folks love life so much; and most are scared shitless to die. This is not attitude, but ignorance. And it is not ignorance that I can repair, as you must fucking experience that I am being on the level with all of you 100% for yourselves, I cannot ever make you see, and when you ever do see, and it is doubtful, you will look me up and go nuts, and say WOW, about 42,000 fucking times, at over 100 decibels. I PROMISE BOTH WOMO-MILITUFORCE AND MO, what I just said! So let us begin with this, peeps.





As you recently know from reading me, I told you how you are ripping yourselves off from full-life, by not making the leap on several fronts. As I speak, the GUEST DOOR SLAMMER HOLLERER is back here at roughly just past fucking seven this evening, and the temperature shot back up a bit recently also. Weather-Bug shows a display at bottom-screen and every degree of outside change if I am typing here, I know about!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another thing you do not believe for the most part is that all things do indeed work for both bad or good, but together. Rarely do 3 things happen good and then 3 bad, all in the same few hours, it goes one way, or the other way, IT DOES NOT FUCKING ALTERNATE, if things were free as you think they are, and not connected in some force controlled cosmos invisibly and covertly; then this WOULD NOT be the fucking case, just think rationally about what I am telling you, a child can see it is the fucking cunt truth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I could make you archive things yourself, but you would just silently tell me, “FUCK YOU FATASS MOUNTAINPEN”, so I will not give you a lot of old places to mouse click around on my blog-archive sections to the right of those little bullets. I will just re-tell, and as I do, I will always be able to mix in the new time and new day and new life of current and present day, along with the older shit I have told. The times have as spirit to them, there really is such as thing as the spirit of the times, and if you do not believe that, try getting as parents, into the lives and I mean the whole 27 feet of it, of your teen kids. They block you out with a million code words and codes of many sorts and types, and we all did the same thing to our parents, and this is powerful truth, because as you start to recall how you too did this as a child and a teen, you will begin to refocus better on the present time with your offspring. I know that many are thinking, gee shit head, you cannot seriously think about giving us advice, you can;t get along with your family, your kid hates your guts, and you live in your spirit with your hyperspace daughter, and no matter how you slice it, you are nuttier than fucking shit and we just enjoy reading you and laughing at you, cock knocker. Fine, but this true or untrue bunch of fucking crap, does not alter the reality that I do indeed have stuff to impart, and it does not matter about my miserable fucking enemies or my rotten family; or WHATEVER; Congressman, old pal from 1975.







Rather than get into all this type of shit and put myself in a really nasty ass fucking miserable mood and frame of mind, I am going to divert down a few side-streets here, from the main boulevard yet all the while, remain focused on basically telling what I want told today, as a total fucking revenge tactic for all my recent fucking ass hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are not going into the going back to sleep after being up for a short couple minutes at mid-sleep, and controlling dreams, nor are we going to give out instructions again right now on this blog for the 6-10 Fascitar, the waking freeze, and getting past the fear and willing yourself onto a higher plane, and how beyond wild the experience will be, that can all wait, and I will retell it soon, I promise. Today, I am going to say one other great big thing instead, good folks. Before I tell what I want, I am going to brace up and risk telling something huge that most likely will be an error I'll reflect back on all through the rest of the decade here and there, and beat myself up over, big time, but I am just totally compelled to reveal what happened outside the building where I live yesterday. As you know, I told you my resident manager D.M. And I spoke briefly. I did not tell you that in a round about and extremely clever way, she told me she knew my entire story and not from anything online as many who know a bit here and there have indeed read a few things online, but that she knows directly, and that my problem is not curable, but that she is planning to at least help, since the peeps behind it are so diabolical and rotten. Basically, and this is all paraphrased, and may not be fully accurate but I promise you it is close to full blown reality; and that is that when certain things are done, there may be a prosecution, and if this happens, I can then take some really big stuff into a civil court and with her testimony, I may have to wait a few years but I will be swimming in the moolah. You see, once prosecuted, laws here in this state, allow a large latitude for using successful prosecutions criminally to be used against conspirators civilly in a trial, you all know the story, I speak of the original trouble we all know about, or should, from the middle nineties, with the JUICE, and his problem. Most states if the trial is lost criminally, and ask Marsha Clark the other curly haired lovely girl, if this is true or false, but then you do not stand much chance in a civil proceeding. In Florida, as in California, even a loss can result is a successful lawsuit, but a successful prosecution on stuff that has all been done to me for a very ,long time, means that in a civil trial, and with her as a witness, I am a shoe in for living in a condo penthouse up in Vero Beach without a care in the word, even if it means I am in my middle sixties. At least I'll go out like a KING, in more ways than one, for all that these lovely KINGS have indeed done to me, Mister Cable from the BANK OF NEW JERSEY-1978, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW I KNOW I MADE A BIG MISTAKE IN SAYIN G ALL THIS, and I could have misread half a dozen things said, but I do not think I did. In any event, a lot of folks are being watched very carefully, and maybe this explains a recent drop off in my viewing audience, as I really do not believe anyone who is on my side one bit, is out here. If I am wrong, you HAVE MY GENUINE APOLOGY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So we will get to the lessons that advance us into new stages, regarding proving me right or wrong, and really major shit about exploratronics, and so on and so forth, as the 800 section comes in, beginning with my very next blog work, YO!!!!!!!!!!!









All I am going to do is tell you that soon to follow blogs will include some major GAWNUM stuff, recent Q&A shit with the magic cat, and all the stuff promised, as well as tying in a lot of more recent shit, and further proving how my hands are not the ones that need washing, distant cousin DAVID.

















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This is a story that could go on for 1000 Moby Dick sized books, and I don't plan on boring you. I call this the end of 82 set up that led to the land of mystery, or for short, the EO1982SUTLTTLOM. I will bore you all at a later time, folks!!!!



THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:

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