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JOURNAL
TAPE NUMBER 25,812
NOTE:
ON MY PC DOKS, JCT25811-25812-A-B-AND-C
THERE
IS MORE GOING ON AROUND WHERE I AM LIVING, THAN EVEN 1000 FUCKING
MICROSUCKS LIGHTBULB HACK-JOBS, BOB FCC MCDOWELL.
MONDAY-WEDNESDAY,
MY NABES WERE QUIET. THIS JERK OFF ''GUEST FROM SSJKK'S GUESSING
GUEST NAME ESS TRAVELER, WAS AWAY. BUT THIS DIRT BAG CAME BACK AND
HAS BEEN BACK SINCE THE SECOND I LOOKED AT THE STOCK MARKET CHART
DOCUMENT ON MY COMPUTER BACK EARLY THURSDAY EVENING. FRIDAY HERE IS
FOOD-PUKE DAY, BUT THAT IS NOT WHY THIS PRICK CAME BACK, AND THE
TIMING WAS TOO POWERFULLY INCREDIBLE AS WELL.
THIS
GUEST IS A YOUNG BLACK MALE AROUND 28 YEARS, SLENDER, CLEAN CUT
LOOKING, BUT A TOTAL DIRT BAG, NEVER SAYS HELLO OR SPEAKS TO ME, AND
APPEARS TO BE IN A CLUB WITH SOME VERY WEIRD PEEPS AROUND HIM, BOTH
BLACK AND WHITE, WHICH IN THIS AREA, IS NOT AS COMMON AN OCCURRENCE
AS YOU MIGHT OTHERWISE THINK. ALL NIGHT LONG, THESE TRASH ACT AS
THOUGH IT IS NOON, WITH THEIR SCREEN DOOR CLOSED, AND HARD DOOR OPEN,
TALKING LOUDLY FOR ALL TO HEAR, ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT; AND UNLESS I
SIGN SOME OFFICIAL COMPLAINTS, OVER AT THE FORT PIERCE POLICE, AND
THEY STILL DO NOT STOP; THEY WILL NOT BE LEGALLY EVICTED, AND OR
PREVENTED FROM VISITING THE ACTUAL LEGAL RESIDENT. DEBBIE, THE
RESIDENT MANAGER, INSISTS I NEED TO CALL THE CRIME-STOPPERS NUMBER
SHE GAVE ME; BUT IT IS ALL BULLSHIT. ONLY 911 CAN HELP ME OUT OF
THIS, OR A VISIT OVER TO SHERIFF KEN
MASCARA'S OFFICE, WHICH I HAVE THREATENED, AND YET FAILED
TO ACTUALLY FUCKING DO. THE REASON I KNOW THIS, IS BECAUSE THE LOCAL
CRIME TOPPERS IS PART OF THE SECURITY HERE AT THE BUILDING, WHO HAS
NO LOVE FOR ME AT ALL, INCLUDING THAT BUTT WIPE TOM COMPUTER GUY, WHO
KNIFED ME A YEAR AND A HALF AGO; AS MY LOYAL FOLLOWERS KNOW ALL
ABOUT. WELL HERE IS WHAT HAPPENED DERRIJO EXXON, OR AS YOU
MIGHT SAY IT ''WHA-HAAAAA'PENED''. I EXPLORED A VERY LOCALIZED
PARALLEL UNIVERSE WHEN I WENT TO BED AROUND DAYBREAK, AND WENT TO
ONE-THIRTY AM, OR BACK ABOUT 5 OR SO HOURS; AND DECIDED TO ENTER THE
DUDE, TOM; AND AS SOON AS I DID THIS, HE CAME UP AND JOINED THE
PARTY. I WAS MERELY OBSERVING, AND NOT TRYING TO CONTROL; BUT NEEDED
TO BE WHAT MAY BE REFERRED TO AS A T3OE,
OR TYPE 3 OBSERVING EXPLORATRON. YOU CANNOT DO ANYTHING AS A REGULAR
TYPE; SO YOU STILL MUST HAVE DOMINATION OVER THE PARALLEL UNIVERSE
'THING', THAT YOU ARE INSIDE OF, IN ORDER TO BE ABLE TO PULL THIS
PARLOR TRICK OFF. SUDDENLY, I WAS IN THEIR APARTMENT, AND THEY WANTED
TO COME OVER TO SEE ME; AND MY DOOR IN THIS UNIVERSE WAS THE WAY THEY
HAD THEIRS, AND HAVE IT A LOT. THE OUTER DOOR CALLED THE WOODEN
SCREEN DOOR MADE OF VENT TYPE SLITS THAT YOU CANNOT SEE THROUGH, BUT
LETS THE AIR AND SOUND THROUGH, AND THEN THE INNER DOOR IS WIDE OPEN
INSIDE OF THE UNIT. NOW THESE OUTER SCREEN DOORS WERE SUPPOSED TO BE
REMOVED, AND WE ALL GOT NOTICES THAT THIS WOULD TAKE PLACE THE FIRST
WEEK IN MAY, AND WOULD HAVE SCREWED UP THE PLANS OF THESE
EXPLORAGTRON GUESTS IF ALLOWED TO HAVE
HAPPENED. IT WAS ALL SET, AND THAT DAY I WAS GOING TO A MEDICAL
APPOINTMENT, DEBBIE WAS OUTSIDE TELLING ME A MEETING WAS ABOUT TO
START, WITH RESIDENTS WHO OPPOSED THEIR REMOVAL; AND NOT TO BOTHER TO
COME, AS THEY ARE GOING TO BE REMOVED ABSOLUTELY NO MATTER WHAT. WELL
YOU GUESSED IT, THEY WERE NOT REMOVED, SHERIFF MASCARA. THEY ARE
NEEDED BY THE ENEMY I HAVE, THE MILITUFORCE;
TO DO THINGS TO ME, AND THEY MANAGED TO FLEX THEIR INVISIBLE ALMIGHTY
FUCKING MUSCLES AND SOMEHOW AVERT THE CHANGE, AND THE DOORS LAST
WEEK, WERE NOT REMOVED. I PLAN ON FINDING OUT WHY, AND ALSO WHY R.M.
DEBBIE MARATTO EMPHATICALLY DISCOURAGED ME FROM ATTENDING THE
MEETING; EVEN THOUGH SHE DID NOT KNOW I HAD TO BE AT A MEDICAL OFFICE
AT 2 THAT AFTERNOON; SAME TIME AS THE MEETING WAS TO GET UNDER WAY.
SO AFTER TOM WENT UP TO THE UNIT, THEY ALL CAME OVER TO MY UNIT AND
WERE ASKING ME QUESTIONS ABOUT MY DAUGHTER, MY MUSIC, MY TECHNO-POP
GADGETS, AND ALL I TOLD THEM WAS THAT IT IS ALL BROKEN AND JUST THERE
AS FIXTURES TO KEEP THE APARTMENT FROM LOOKING TOO BARE. ALSO THAT
IONLY USE MY HEADPHONES TO LISTEN TO TV AND MUSIC, NOT SPEAKERS. THIS
IS WHY YOU DO NOT HEAR ANY OF THESE SOUNDS COMING FROM ME OR MY UNIT.
BUT ONE STRANGE THING HAPPENED AFTER THAT. TOM SAT DOWN RIGHT ON MY
BED AND SAID, I AM GOING TO SING A SHORT LYRIC TO YOU, AND I REMEMBER
HOW IT WENT CLEAR AS A BELL, AND THE WORDS. THE WORDS WENT OVER AN
DOVER AGAIN, ''THERE'S A FEAST INSIDE MY SOUL''. IT WAS QUITE CATCHY,
AND OTHER WORDS AROUND THE CATCH-PHRASE HOOK TO HIS SONG I CANNOT
PRESENTLY PULL UP. TO DO THAT, I WOULD HAVE TO REENTER THAT EXACT
SAME TRANCE, SORT OF WHAT I DID WHEN NO ONE WAS AROUND YEARS BACK AT
MY GUARD JOB SITE, CIFALOGLIO, WHEN I WANTED TO GET TH EREAL WORDS
SUNG TO ME BY SARAH KRASSLE, CALLED ''LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS'', FROM
1980 AND 1802 ROBIN HILL.
RED
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ROBIN HILL ALERT!What
HAAAAA'PENED, Derrijo Exxon, YO? Yes,
shortly after leaving the first Robin
Hill Apartment
that I lived in, on February 1, 1983, I moved into a rental home at
134 Norris-Kicker Russ Walker Avenue, Permissionbarriervilleatco, New
Jersey, WHAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Robin Hill Apartments
THIS
BLOG CAUSED AN AFTERNOON OF PURE MOTHER FUCKING CUNT LAPPING HELL FOR
ME, ROBIN HILL, NOW WE KNOW! OH I REMEMBER THAT IN CRYSTAL FUCKING
CLARITY, AT LIGHT SPEED CUBED!
BUT
TO NOT QUITE QUOTE THE PEEPS WHO OWN AND CONTROL THE
MIGHTY CASINO IN ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY; RESORTS
INTERNATIONAL HOTEL AND CASINO, THIS IS NOT WHERE IT ALL
BEGAN; NOT EVEN TWO YEARS LATER IN 1980,
WHAAAA-BIT. YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
l
only know that moving into 1802 Robin Hill of Voorhees Township, New
Jersey, was no lark, and was no accident, and this much I have come
to determine in like manner as it was no accident or freak thing or
LARK, in or out of saved bells, larks, and lovely luscious teen
girls; that all of my life situations were not just happenstance
random ass accidents, or accidental flip sides, CUZZ TOWER
DREAMS from 2000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
TRUMP is in the Tower!
YES
THAT WILD 2000 AD DREAM, FOR NO REASON. I DID NOT EVEN KNOW ABOUT HIS
BUILDING OR WHAT CITY IT WAS IN WHEN I HAD THAT NOCTURNAL EXPERIENCE!
I'm
the great Stacey, yes I'm the great Stacey, oh I'm the great Stacey,
I AM. I have no beginning, for me there's no ending, the great Scylla
goddess, I AM. Well these lyrics were not remembered that first week
in June in 1980, 3 years before she began chocking me to death to the
day, from my rental home in Atco, New Jersey. A new jersey, shit, I
wonder what Della was wearing, over closer to Mary's land and Camp
Chesapeake and the great Kaiter crew of the late nineteen sixties. In
any event, 1802 ROBIN
HILL caused my entire life to
alter, the quintessential game changer of this planet of all time, at
least IMHO, which arguing IRC Doctor Mashell of RPL Sound Studio
Labs, gives me her permission, while my great relative Mister
Gottwald PERMITS himself to show me how to properly operate a camera
so I could take a few pics of the fam up there at 175 Peninsula
Drive, in great Pharaoh's Babylon, New York of the non-BCE era
times, WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
DEAR
LIFE JOURNAL DIARY OF PRESENT DAYS THAT ARE FAR AWAY NOW FROM YOUR
ORIGINS AS PHONE PROGRAM ONE AND TWO ON TWO SIDES OF A WHITE SHELL
CASSETTE TAPE, CALLED, ''PHONE PROGRAM 1 AND PHONE PROGRAM 2'', I
HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU ABOUT THE BEYOND OUTLANDISH WEBSITE OF THE
WATERWORKS IN ATLANTIC CITY.
Please
be advised that my 1984 attorneys never contacted any of you for one
very good reason, you bastard sick mother fuckers own the entire
world and cannot be beaten or stopped, so why try and lose money at
the same time with court costs and lawyer fees???????????????????? I
am the one who got very surprised just how blue they all planned to
make my mother fucking life back in those pathetic days where the
only thing keeping me from being chocked to death slowly and
agonizingly was my medication that Doctor Frank Addiego, of Westmont,
New Jersey; was prescribing me. Help her Paula, help me, Robin Gibb
and Marcy Levy, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
MAY
10, 2014,
LATE
ON SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:20,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 84 DEGREES FNHT.
DOWN
FROM 87 DEGREES AND HIGH HUMUDITY
HAY
LOVELY GIANT GINA, MY NINETIES NIGHT LADY!!!!
ENDLESS
DOW JONES UPTICK, UP-UP-UP-UP-UP!
I
TOLD YOU EVERYBODY.
Jupiter,
Florida, welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-TV.
ALONG
WITH THE GREAT WEATHER BUG APP, WEEEE!
MARK
WAYNE MOHR AND HIS BLOGS FROM JANUARY 2006-PRESENT DAYS:
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR, BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, ALL RIGHTS RES.
How
now brown cow, CALLIO; did
you pull off all these PARLOR TRICKS,
so far my count is 847, as of this time and date shown above with the
mother fucking temperature??????? The great website, don't even ask
how they pulled this shit off. I have on my computer-faves, where I
just click onto it and it takes me to the real water company. But
unless I use my FAVES, and just go to www.acmua.com/
or any way you type it, caps or smalls, with or without using the
hypertext transfer protocol, it takes you to a place that sells cars,
called www.Mark.com/ registering
the domain in this way, after I began blogging about this place, and
this water witch girl, to the public world. This
girl was born on 18 July in 1896 and is not going to be able to be
here too much longer,
and is producing some powerful trick illusion like the TALLOS-4
TREKKERS all know perfectly well about, the Tallosion Trick of
creating illusions in the minds of those around them, at will, the
ULTIMATE FUCKIGN ETTOS POWER!!!!!!!!!!!!! 118 years is just about as
long as peeps on Earth in present era can possibly live, with all of
the fuckiGN Smuckers jars all smashed together, old friend of mine
from any neck of any woods, Al Roker. You know my story is all true
and real, and I caught your cool message with that cool
commercial!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fish on and rock on, but be careful
of quickly approaching storms near jetties, me' ol'
pal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'M SO VERY HAPPY FOR
ALL GREAT JETTY FISHERMEN, BUT DON'T BE GREEDY.
2006-2014
© MOUNTAINPEN
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR BLOGS, BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED,
2014
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Now
when anyone tries to get up and see the water company information
which is major if you read all the pages on this website and draw all
of the dot to dot connections, you won't get up to this place, at
least this computer does not, only through FAVES, otherwise, it links
you to this domain called MARK DOT COM. Then for a while, at the
bottom of a lot of car pix and info, were links, and one was to the
water company in Atlantic city, but that is gone now as well, as soon
as these recent blogs of the past week have gone public. But unless
they remove their MAGICAL 'FUCKIGN' WEBSITE ENTIRELY, you can go to
the almighty great and powerful GOOGLE, and type this in, they cannot
stop you, hard as they want to push me out of my chair right now, huh
MC! Yes folks, just type this in as printed below, on any fucking
GOOGLE SEARCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Atlantic
City
Municipal
Utilities
Authority.
JUST
EXACTLY HOW THESE DAM MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' BASTARDS IN ATLANTIC CITY,
MANAGE TO PULL OFF THESE GODDESS-ASS POWERFUL 'MIROZZACLES', I DO NOT
KNOW, YOUR EMINENCE, GREAT VISITING POPES OF 2008 AUTUMN
KIDNAPPINGS!!!!!!! What I do know folks, is that when the FUCKIGN
HACK happens when I am writing in CAPS, I will put it into
quotations, and when it happens in SMALLS, I will just do this,
fuckiGN. This shows the hacks, not that I catch each and every
fucking one of them.
THESE
CUNT SUCKERS ARE HACKING ME RIGHT NOW BOB MCDOWELL, LIVE AS I TYPE
THIS TO YOU, OLD 1972 SCHOOL CHUM.
DO YOU HAVE ANY MEMORY OF HOW INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL AND POWERFUL, THAT
GODDESS FROM THE REHAB WAS, SARAH JACOBSON????????????? THE PEEPS WHO
MADE TH EGREAT MEDICINE TELEVISION SHOW CALLED, ''MEDICAL CENTER''
KNOW, I KNOW THAT, AS RIGHT AFTER THE TIME I MET THIS GODDESS AND SHE
PULLED SOME WILD MIROZZACLES (OZ-MIRACLES) ONE AFTER ANOTHER, a
character name on this fantastic show, Sarah Jacobson, happened, the
episode with the friend of a security guard, two men of Hebrew faith,
a bomb went off, and he was injured and ended up at the medical
center, and was joking to Dock Gannon about not wanting to go to
sleep as it was too much like soon to happen coming attractions, at
his age. The Hebrew bible is filled with scripture passages that
agree totally with Morianity about sleep and death being very similar
events, and even JESUS the MESIAH or the Christ, was quoted as making
these statements upon several occasions. Just wondered if you
remember this lovely super-girl, old pal mister McDowell. Hay how
about when you taped me on the phone and got me talking about the
calendars that I was making for my Timeless Satellite, yeah right, no
exploratron inside that poor teenager, like all kids are going around
thinking about creating worlds, even now in 2014 let alone the start
of the fuckiGN cunt lapping nineteen-seventies, AHA-AHA-AHA-AH MIKE
MCNULTY!!!!!!!
KING
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MY LIGHTNING. LET YOUR WONDERFUL COSMIC CODES SHOW HOW YOU
REVEALED TO ME, YOU ARE MIDDIE; AND WORKED WITH ME FOR SO LONG,
AND PUT UP WITH ME; TEEN QUEEN GODDESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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THE
HACKING IS REAL REAL REAL BAD INGRID
MCDOWELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT STOPS NOW OR THERE WILL
BE A HUGE MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' EARTH CUNT LAPPING QUAKE IN 48 HOURS, I
PROMISE YOU, YOU SICK CUNT HAIRS!!!!!!!!
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. Even if
you have this world by the fucking thrill sack, the preponderance of
negative potential, whether Mizz wonderful Twinbay wishes to hear
this message or naut, Miss AT&T Blake from 1983; will always
prevail. Just because you might have thirty billion USD and a
wonderful family today, tomorrow, a disaster can wipe out an entire
family leaving one to grieve and morn and hurt like triple shit.
Fortunes can always be lost in all of so many potential ways, and on
and on I can go. Your health may be fantastic, but someone you love
can be diagnosed with a debilitating and agonizing disease that will
render upon them a horrendous slow death sentence, right in front of
your eyes, no matter if you can bench press a mack truck or not. Life
by nature, is bent to the negative, and from the second we are born,
we are dying. So those who make such a god out of this life as we
seem to see it around us, are fools.
As
for my life, it is only different from most of yours, because of the
same reality that is behind the rest of this fucking rotten mess,
EXPLORATRONICS. The best kept secret in the world in endless
multiples of parallel universes, until in each of them, should they
survive long enough; folks eventually unravel what is and has been in
front of their faces from the time life crawls out of the seas in
each and every one of them.
I
CROSSED OVER, not Academy Techno Road, Jessica Grant!!!!!!!!!!!!! But
what a cross I have to BEAR now that is causing this incredible
Evilwall Street BULL!!!!!
Fire
me all you want Mickey Walker, Jimmy Stone, and Jessica Grant,
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
JOURNAL
CASSETTE TAPE NUMBER EQUIVALENT 25,811, SUPER SIEGE, SUPER BOTBAR
TIMES 125.
WHERE
ARE YOU WHEN I NEED, NO NOT YOU LIGHTBULB FUCKING CUNT HACK, BUT YOU,
ATTORNEY GENERAL OF FLORIDA, MIZZ BONDI?
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Programs
Units
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
I
TOOK A DEATH FUCKING SIEGE TODAY. WHY? NOW THAT'S EASY, INSPECTOR
HENDERSON, AN DIT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE THIEVES BEING FUCKING
INVISIBLE, KIND SUPER SIR! A CHILD NEED NOT BE TOLD WHY I AM DEAD
MEAT. ONE THAT IS, WHO KNOWS ANYTHING ABOUT MORIANITY, THAT BOY, THAT
FAMILY, AND THE FUCKING DIRT BAG CALLIO BRANCH OF IT!!!!!!!!!!
My
mother fucking dirt bag 'nabes from hell',
the second I began to look at the documents this late afternoon or
early evening, where in my last blog, I said how they were worming me
up, and had my shit all hooked into some program directly in their
cellphone, as otherwise how could they pull these 'fuckiGN'
cunt attacks off, with precision Swiss timing, right down the half
fucking second; and as I was reading this, AGAIN, IT ALL STARTED UP,
and has been going on ever since, and now it is just shy of 9PM, and
this started early evening around sixish or so. Fuck the word;
it works and I will use it; worthless Microsucks Hackers Club. There
is only one way for me to survive, and that is to do what the FAMILY
killed and murdered DAVID ROTH over telling me to do around the early
millennium. You know, those who don't can archive old blogs or just
wonder, sawn them. He said B, B, B, and I have 2 of these B's, and
need to fulfill fuckiGN shit with that third fucking B, and I
WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SIMPLY DON'T HAVE AMOTHER FUCKING CHOICE,
FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's do it or die in fuckiGN cunt ass
excruciating agony!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, remember, each FUCKIGN HACK,
I will fix as fuckiGN. It gets attention that I was hacked, and did
not wish to fix it so no one would see what I fuckiGN continually
have to cunt eating suffer through!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If I look, it is OK, but if I do not fucking look, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE,
Professor Observerquanta Kaku and other pals!!!!!
SAHWEE,
PRIOR BLOG HACK OR ERROR (PBHE)!
JACKED
INTO SIMULATION-born----------------------
JACKED
OUT OF SIMULATION-died-------------------
Professor
Kaku, we both know about JIS and JOS, so
let's not pretend we don't old pal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cut
me a big ass break Mizz Margie Leo of 1985 Coral/Dorothy.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
GINA-GINA-GINA-I
TOLD YOU that this ICPE-APE
ATTACK NEVER EVER WILL END!
I
TOLD YOU ALL THE DOW JONES WOULD FLY UP TO RECORD HIGHS THIS WEEK,
AND I WAS ALMOST RIGHT, IT DID NOT QUITE GO AS HIGH AS IT NORMALLY
DOES AFTER A MAJOR HEAVY WEEKEND STRIKE ON ME, THAT THEY ARE DOING TO
ME ALL OVER AGAIN, PAM, FOR GODS SAKE HELP ME GIRL,
PWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE, THESE CALLIO BASTARDS WILL FINISH ME OFF!
MAY
9, 2014,
FRIDAY
NIGHT AT 9:23,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 77 DEGREES FNHT.
DOWN
FROM 87 AND MORE NON HILE HITLER!
Oh
the great subatomic gods (ASTRAL),
Prof. Kaku sir; what am I gonna' do about this? I might have to put a
total end to this rotten civilization! That does not stand for HILE
HITLER or Herbert Huntington, HH is for HIGH HUM (humidity),
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fucking
Callio Goddess Almighty
this
fucking shit needs to stop. None of this is any ACCIDENT, SARAH
YOU ROTTEN WHORE!
That time my Pontiac Bonneville split in two while driving in 1988
down the WHITE JULIA HORSE PIKE PERMISSION BARRIER, that was a HIT ON
MY LIFE. There have been many HITS ON MY LIFE, ATTORNEY GENERAL
BONDI, and don't let that fat ass governor up there who hates my
mother fuckiGN guts, tell you lies about me. I know what goes on, I
am not as dumb as everybody thinks I am, great wonderful and powerful
President Obama, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IF
I AM MURDERED AND FOUND DEAD,
THESE
FUCKING CALLIO'S KILLED ME,
AND THIS IS A LEGAL
DYING UTTERANCE
AND I SWEAR IT UNDER PENALTY OF LIEBEL AND PERJURY, AT FULL LEGAL
LEVEL OF PAIN, SUPREME COURT JUSTICES IN 13-600-DC!!!!
SHHHHHHHHHHH,
IF YOU LISTEN CAREFULLY, YOU CAN HEAR ME IN THE WIND, CASANDRA
COLLINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
CROSSED OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now
the powerful fucking punch of this blog today, is not just me crying
and begging for help from my worthless fuckiGN government that knows
totally well this is all going down and exactly by whom, and stay
forever out of it and have been since I sent this shit down to the ©
Office in 1988 and 1989:
SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!
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FOR SOME FUCKING FILLER LINES!!!!!!
YOU
ALMOST GOT ME JANE SLUTSHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha JANE FONDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA
MIKE AND JANE!!!!!
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
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SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
Now
you want a story so big even Clark Kent would be too fuckiGN scared
to print it, Perry White? Fine, I'll fucking give you one that will
tear your asshole, into pure shit, at light speed squared, lads and
lassies, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It
all begins right here, with this:
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
WATER-WITCH-BITCH
and
it ends, with me telling about this website; and with it; the story
of Sarah
Callio,
Bob
McGuire,
and how these
monsters wiped out my life, destroyed my property,
and if I told it all, it would be a fraction of what they really did,
and are doing all the time; to me yes; but also to several other
innocent victims, that are on their mother fuckiGN ''FOREVER
SHIT LIST''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NO FOLKS, it ain't just me, the great Elvis Presley faked his death
in 1977 just to escape these two, and other great names are involved
as well, and they know I can prove it all in court. So they covertly
murder me until they turn me to mush, mind, body, and spirit. But
when they do, it is THEY, who will always remain in truth, THE
QUINTESSENTIAL MAGGOTS OF HISTORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Better
listen up good, future President Cuzztrump, it is in your best
interest to know a little bit here, as we all saw all the videos, and
you being in the bizz so long, I know you know, and you went nuts,
and now it's time to tell you why you SAW and HEARD some shit that
you might not be able to fully appreciate and or understand unless I
get down and dirty right now and spill a few huge mother fuckiGN
beans in your direction, YO. Believe or disbelieve my next sentence
at your own desire, but CUZZ, I hope you get in there. You're the
only one who knows just how real this shit all is, the BBA won't let
any of the other top dogs into their top level majestic clubhouse,
and only lets some of them think they are getting to it. Above where
they are, is a whole other truth that only the BFA-CULT is really
entitled to know about, and me, and what I am all about; ranks right
up there; and his deathbed confession to my mother, via an employee
of the shipping company where she was then employed; told me all I
know to know, especially when combined with my pillow talking tranced
out dad back 40 years and 4 months ago to this very fucking night,
sir. The space platform deal was just fucking icing on the cake. You
could have seen a lot more than Letty, if Callio and McGuire had
wanted and planned it that way, but what they wanted was to set me up
to look like some wild ass fuckiGN time traveler, not to be trusted,
hated by the powers on Wall Street even back then, misunderstood,
maybe even a fuckiGN Saturn driving alien. There also is another
possibility, and I used to have the same video that I know you
fuckiGN have, CUZZ; as what don't you fucking have on this mortal
world; wow FCC MCDOWELL the FUCKIGN-HACK is real asshole bad, YO;
aniwho, matching the first few concerts with what you saw, and I
don't blame you for freaking out and racing over to your hotel in
fucking Atlantic fucking City in 2009. You did not know it then, nor
did I; but this was the end of me being planned, what you wanted all
along, only they didn't want it until the end of the first decade of
this 100 decade millennium, for magical south American mathematical
reasons of Mayan fuckiGN origin, CUZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You love
those blonds as much as I do, buttwipe, that MAMA was smoking hot,
YO, but onto more serious matters. They hit my body that night on
6-4-83 with a death strike. They knew my daut was a 'Dowd' as Star
Trek Trekkers call it; and was doing what she was doing, and they
just saw a way to bring a lot of shit all together, knowing fully
well how it all would play out in the future. If you can ever get
into office CUZZ, they made the current dude in 13-600 forget a lot
and it's buried deep, but it is there. He was involved with Governor
Ventura, myself, and a group of other non-baptists that keep a low
profile. I think my old partner is one of them, and I think his
memory was blotted out. He just woke up under a bridge one day with a
woman in love with him and a life of heaven that only happens in the
movies, and in exchange, he had to just answer an ad in a paper, as
did someone else next door to your number 2 city, YO. There is power
in newspaper ads, and books, especially those on library shelves,
this is how these travelers communicate with each other, my teachers,
all three of them, possibility all 4 with Mildred Young included, are
all in this as well. They have no conscious recall to any of it. You
did not imagine anything, CUZZ. There even is a chance that Paula
King has numerous time-personalities, and the reason I tel you this
Donnie, is because of numerous events. You know that coincidences are
total bullshit, you, me, the Baptist, the Governor, we all know this,
even the REDFIELD, and I am quite sure that was Cuzz Stacey that Roth
ran into in your city that time in 1997, so let's not be naïve cuzz.
This is all why you must get into 1600 Pennsy, and they won't dare
fuck with your memories. You did your job by having me bring you here
to start with, using my dauts fave tape machine, the 'DOCTOR RUSS',
of Rome. Now we have gotten this far, and you own the BRIGGBASE for
now, so hopefully, you remember the invasion, and the theft of my 499
trillion towers, not your one in GG-Alice's family, and mine. Include
the entire clan out to C6R6 and we have more Alice's and near name
Alice's than most have eggs and bacon slices in their fucking
fridges. Now to some powerful shit that dwarfsd the so far shit, as
if that wouldn't knock down a grown fucking bull at full charge. They
know they need to harass me at a certain level in order to keep this
Morianity flowing, as well as to get it started to begin with. Look
at poor fuckiGN Saul of Tarsus 2000 fuckiGN years ago. He didn't
fuckiGN ask Lordess (NEEVAH) Sta-cey to kick his brains out, and
shine her quintillion watt bright long lovely brown hair into his
eyes, on that road that day. They
do amazing shit to keep this story forever going.
They are not going to let the planet blow up no matter what happens
on earth, in space, or by who or what, so that is a gimme no matter
how you see shit, CUZZ and I think you know all this well. So if
Letty is a little more than she pretends to be, don't get a fucking
heart attack over it, in or out of Macy's. I knew she could pull this
type of shit off in 1972 as Jacobson, no human being on Planet Earth
could do these incredible miracles. You need to get into that office
in 13-600 and then, well, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO,
CUZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My
mother had many wild cousins and aunts. Ruth and Maud were the wild
aunts, and then I had my wild two aunts, Barbara and Geraldine. The
second one removed as the first was my mom's sister, and the second
was the wife of my mom's brother, all aunts, but the family circle
widens out with the removed-in laws in cousin children as well as
more distant aunts and uncles, but the history on both sides of my
family is so beyond un bloggable, I doubt I'll ever get fully into
it, it is more than a million nightmares you never can fucking wake
up from, to say the very least, YO! My mother's Uncle Arthur and his
father Herbert, this gets hairy, as they all are connected into
numerous areas that I have never even been to in this universe, but
then, my dream-0body carries me into parallel universes where indeed
I am there a lot, and this place is non other than the great and
windy city of Chicago, Illinois. This recurring dream as a child into
young and even middle adulthood, was always the same. It was a bright
sunny day around high noon. I would be walking in the city with tall
buildings all around. I was lost and did not know how to get anything
there, with no memory of how I got there or why. These dreams would
involve strange peeps eventually, and then when I awakened, powerful
things would always happen such as meeting strange peeps here in
waking life either that same day or within a very short space of
time. Even stranger than this, is the fact that Herbert married a
Chicago native girl, Alice Gallagher, who later was murdered in her
sleep by her own hubby and after he took an ax to her, he did
likewise to her mom, his mother monster in law, Mizz Jane slapper
Fonda, since you think my hellish life is so dam funny, you and
gorgeous powerful goddess JL Berlin Diner Door
Supergirl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After he killed these two women in 1948
in his suburban home just outside Boston, a place called Braintree,
Massachusetts; he went into the basement, took a noose and fucking
hanged himself. You won't get the full story no matter how great a
computer wiz and Googler you are, not to this, not to my daughter,
not to a lot of shit. It is not up here, they don't dare let any of
this shit be up here. Only crackpot mountainpen has the fuckiGN sicko
twisted balls to tell you so much about my family, and THAT FAMILY,
all one family in truth, if you widen it out to a full 7-7-CR
operation containing roughly presently, 24,130 persons; 90% of them
in the United States, and the other 10% scattered world-wide. Yes
CUZZ, that's why I went down your escalator at diner-rotisserie
flying speed that day. I figured I was already in more than enough
trouble with the forces of Atlantic City, without taking lovely
Leticia Tilley with me to the beach. So I hauled ass to get away.
Just get the fuck into the WH CUZZ, after that, you'll know what the
fuck you have to do, and the BFA will not dare try and stop you or
murder you. This has all been fuckiGN planned now for roughly 50
million Earth revolution periods, (years), by powers that are not
bloggable, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now before I left Jersey, my
blog told a lot of shit, A LOT OF FUCKING SHIT. This gave Presley's
daut the idea for Mike to copy, so he wouldn't end up in Club Fed, as
the hand writing was on the wall. As with both Elv and mike, it was
planned and executed so well, no one would ever believe this all went
down, not even Spider-Man and all of the dam State Police Dispatchers
of the past 5 decades all put together. Always hide in plain sight,
that fuckiGN shit right in front of you, shit man, that is what
you've been looking for so hard and long, most of the time,
folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not
long ago, you read shit like this: Then
the show following this one was more than a game changer for me. I
know very little about cults, but I do know that Dick Wolf and his
“L&O” gang make it their bizz to know about any and all major
things that in any way are reflective of current sociological
situations and difficulties, and make a vast majority of their great
television shows with plots that definitely surround these items, the
biggest one being, the trouble with terrorism and the after World
Trade Center incident. This is all fine and well, but these are top
world events, and these same movers and shakers seem to know more
about me than I know about myself, and then there is there wonderful
episode about the cult they named ''Systemotics''. No one can prove
it, but a child of mental moron status can see through this clever
alteration. Now I do not know squat, nor care to at any time ever for
that matter; about cults, be it the ex-Heavens Gate, or even what
many consider Eckankar to be only I disagree for reasons that should
become obvious in a few seconds. But the ones such as Illuminati or
Scientology, and along these lines, now when I hear established
people talking Stockholm Kidnapping type things, that is when I can
relate personally. Eckankar never ever operated that way. They are
there for a seeker and if you choose to leave them, no hard feelings.
To me, this is real power, when they do not care who comes, or who
goes, as they are bigger than that. Now
you are reading shit like this. The more light that shines into my
eyes, the more I will know, right Gary Mitchell
Pinkpower????????????? Time to eat me' ol' din din with Betty, YO,
roaches and hellnabes and all, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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