MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM 3
MOVING
TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR
CHAPTER
005
Fort
Pierce, FL
- Fort Pierce, FL
If
I know so much about what DREAMS really are; then why have I had so
much trouble with the great almighty EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY;
and for the same amount of time roughly that that blank VHS tape
that was no blank, came into my life at the GAP GOODWILL STORE a
while ago.
Let
us exploratron, and explore this, a little further; without any
British Nanny's or pesticides. OK Mister Hoseman John King?
First,
this is a powerful future group of homosapien advanced life; no
more, no less; that has come to fully and completely understand
just what the human brain really is, and just what it really does;
no illusions, no exceptions, nothing added, nothing deleted. From
here, the truth was learned about the reality-triangle consisting of
hyperspace-dreaming-exploratrons. But this is all old news to you,
so on this blog, I am taking us still to another higher level
regarding all of this, and if you do not like it, Mister Microsucks
Light-Bulb; you can put it where the sun does not fucking shine,
OK-OK-OK? I am up here in the future, and at one time, was back in
time at the Cooley Wormhole Hall, of Haddonfield, on KINGS HIGHWAY,
in New Jersey, (CWH), in Dan Mackey's class, with my old buddy from
1972; Bob FCC McDowell.
JUNE
22, 2014,
MID-LATE
SUNDAY AFTERNOON, AT 3:46,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 90 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 56%, AND THE RANGE SO FAR TODAY IS 91 HIGH, AND 73 LOW,AS THE
WEEKEND SLOWLY DIES.
Folks,
I awoke Saturday to a
loud and piercing fire alarm, and then later on, doors and hallway
noise was there, but it was light and tolerable. Sunday, today, no
fire alarms, YEY; and some doors are going, again; not bad, YET!
Now
back to the subject of a more advanced lesson regarding the answers
that dance in front of everyone's nose, too close to be recognized;
EXPLORATRONICS!
I showed you how to have control over your mental energies while
they are attached to parallel worlds around you, or in your dreams,
with the waking up early method, and as you keep trying this, you
will be ready to play with what I now am about to go on and discuss
with you. I am someone who has managed in small ways to accomplish
all of the examples and all of the things that I will not get all
down and dirty and specific with my viewers about. Whether I choose
to open up and tell you some of my innermost private parts of me
that connect into all of it or not, let us just see how I feel as I
begin telling you all my various stories. But be assured please,
that as I do tell them, you will read stuff in easy down to Earth
English words so that you too if you so desire, can begin to
experiment yourselves with these same principles, that are indeed
leading all of us towards becoming official TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS,
(T3E) for short. Now, without any antique shops with dead end
hyperspace doors and new windows that were climbed out of that led
to strange parallel world apartments where giant municipal size
pipes were laid underneath its bedroom, and recently broken, and not
by any pair of scissors, papers, or even rocks. Back to magical
hyperspace Mexican tunnels, and television shows such as Dark
Shadows and The Mentalist, that made it in run-time longer or
shorter, in various parallel universes; depending of course, on
whether they were able to present their messages regarding the
Millionth council and its great LAMBRIGGER CULT, without going too
far and having the covert chess pieces moved into play that ended
the shows, or did not end the show, or as Morianity classifies this
and things like this, HSE, or (HYPER-SPACE-EFFECTS).
First
off, none of Einstein's stuff is a theory any longer. It has all
been proven now; yet they still label it, HIS
THEORIES;
making us all wonder why this is so, if we have any gray matter
above the neck of course, right Archibald Queens Bunker? Yes,
Black-holes, his famous General and Special Theories of Relativity,
and Parallel-Universe-Theory; all have absolute mathematics to back
this up with. The formulas that prove much of this stuff that was
not mainstream science-community conversation just a mere 3-6
decades back into time; are a little more involved in our every day
human waking lives, than even the greatest scientific minds, as well
as everyone else, is willing to talk about, let alone to even ponder
about. These same formulas, the most famous one of all, that proves
that mass and energy are interchangeable, one to another; by either
multiplying one by light speed times light speed, or dividing one by
light speed squared; also prove that we should be trying now to
slowly make the leap into living fifth dimensionally. Nothing inside
of three and even just four dimensions, is part of why my life is
what it is, with all of its hell and its craziness, and on top of
that, and believe me or not; is also why your lives, all of you; are
what they are this very day. They are not a mere compilation of days
before you in this one universe, but in many uncountable localized
ones around you as well. If you cannot get this at all in your mind
with my words alone, why not indeed, just try the wet towels
experiment, as a picture or a visual is always worth a thousand
words as the old expression goes, me; it is only my opinion, but I
think that this number of one thousand has been greatly under rated.
To me a picture is worth at least a thousand-thousand (a million)
words. So take a soaking wet towell from a backyard swimming pool
that you threw into the pool, or wet it thoroughly with a garden
hose, andthen take anything from some dirty dry clothes from a
laundry hamper, to other dry towels, and begin placing them all
around this soaking wet towel. Begin to visualize the stuff that
morianity talks about. It is pointless and futile and a major time
wasting effort for me, to take you too far into some things that I'd
really love to take you, until I get the feeling that you are
starting to see some of this. I know for a fact, even in my most
angry and frustrated moods, such as what I've recently experienced
when my POISON CIGARETTE audience drop off, happened last week, that
there are about ten peeps out here who believe, or want to believe,
but insist all the time that I keep supplying them with more proof.
Do you want me to sink and destroy California? Why not e-mail or
comment or SOMETHING? What would it take for you to believe that
Morianity has told you all a totally true story, except for that one
fucking lie about the summer of seventy that ruined my credibility
forever, I suppose? After-all, I came fuckiGN clean, and I am asking
you to try and understand that my very sanity was teetering on the
brink of dog shit, what, you have no dam feelings about that at all,
STUCK UP THANKLESS KIRK & KID & WHALES, what happened to
those deep fuckiGN feelings you reamed Spock out for not fucking
having, big daddy?
Show
me you want to know the ultimate truth, world, and I'll give it the
fuck to you, and you WILL be mind-wrecked when you see I was telling
it fuckiGN straight from day one, even about this incredible
washcloth clan from H—E—L—L itself!!!!
WATER
WITCH BITCH FUCKING WHORE JANE, HJUST NAILED ME ON PAGE ELEVEN OF
ELEVEN, WITHOUT ANY MOON MIRRORS OR BUBBLE GUM GAMES, SO PLEASE
ALLOW ME TO CUNT PHLEGHM RAPE (COMPENSATE) TO PUT IT A BIT KINDER;
BUT
WHY BE KIND
TO A TOTAL
EVIL MAGGOT BAG OF LIQUID DOG SHIT,
AFTER WHAT THIS ROTTEN BITCH PULLED, AT THE ATLANTA BASEBALL PARK
WITH ME, back
on that nightmare fucking night, in THE
LATE SPRING-TIME, IN THE YEAR OF TOTALLY
UNFORGETTABLE 1993???????
DOORS-DOORS-DOORS-DOORS-AND
NO DAM MUSIC GROUPS FROM THE SIXTIES, SO THERE IS INDEED SOME PUSS
OUT OF THE DAY, HUH LATENGRATE DAVE ROTH???????
HERE
COMES THE FUCKING FIRST HACK, OTHER THAN FOR THE STANDARD FUCKING
SHIT LIGHTBULB MICROSUCKS HACK, THE FUCKING CUNT LAPPING (`~HACK),
YO, BOB FCC MCDOWELL, old wormhole CH pal!!!!!!!!
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BANG-BANG-BANG;
OH WELL, IT ISN'T REAL LOUD; BUT THIS YELLING AND CONTINUOUS FUCKING
DOOR ACTIVITY IS INDEED STARTING TO GET ON MY CUNT CHWING MOTHER
FUCKING NERVES.
SO
LET ME PUT ON MY CUNT EATING HEADPHONES;
AND PLAY MY ECKANKAR HU-TAPE LOUD, SO I DON'T HAVE TO HEAR THIS
ANNOYING MOTHER FUCKING BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU,
HA-HA-HA, make all the fuckiGN noise you wanna'; ya' fucking
barnyard pig raised dirt hole low life bottom fucking feeders,
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! They're fucking with me now, FBI, ACLU. Here
comes hack number 2, of the (`~HACK), FCC BOB!!!!!!!!!!!! Now see,
this is a prime
example of what Morianity talks about, relentlessly and continually,
MISTER SNOWED-IN,
AND MISTER COOL-FOREHEAD; over in great wonderful Mother-Russia, YO!
It starts, then it keeps right on going. It just comes from nothing
and fucking cunt ass nowhere, and then Clancy lowers the fucking
total KA-BOOM, and it stops ONLY WHEN IT DOES, and not before, and
no one knows why this has all happened to me, ever since waking up
from a wild ass experience, on the mother fucking morning of August
15, 1986, the morning of not such REAL GOOD GIRLS, maybe, who can
fucking ever know such fucking cunt ass things???
Remember
how when shit goes like this, the temperature also always goes up,
well, THE WEATHER BUG just showed a sudden fucking two degree jump,
it is now fucking cunt ass 92 degrees Fahrenheit. I don't make
fucking shit up peeps, and I SURE DON'T INSULT ANTY OF YOU BY LYING
TO YOU; I really honestly have a lot of better fuckiGN things to do
with my time. I could right now be enjoying some ice cream and
cupcakes that I bought a few days ago, watching
some nice educational television, as I was doing last night. I
always love Doctor Wayne Dyer; dudes like this knows all this
Morianity is true.
The only thing that my pal Wayne disagrees with me on is that this
is all a huge game to distract from endlessness, and that
endlessness really and truly is HELL. You have to fucking personally
experience eternity, to see and believe that truth, and is why even
those who die and get brought back in this new age of (RAD) or
''resuscitation after death'', a relatively new medical
ability/technology, and even these folks never come back, with that
true awareness. I on the other hand, well, we just won't fucking
cunt go here today on this dam ass blog, me' peeps, YAR!
We
are going to be rapping this up, since the hacking is real bad, Pam
Bondi. It is ashame you won't get this stopped against me, and allow
me to have my constitutionally so-called civil rights protected, in
this so-called land of the ''FREE'', AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!
-
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
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PLEASE
HELP ME, MIZZ BONDI, MY WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMIES ARE GOING TO KILL
ME, THIS IS NOT A JOKE OR A HOAX, MY SEVEN YEARS OF BLOGS CONTAIN
INDISPUTABLE MIRACLES THAT PROVE MY WORDS STAND TRUE AND HONEST,
MAHM.
THANK
YOU FOR DOING WHATEVER YOU CAN FOR ME, RON WIRTZ AT THE CCP OFFICE
IN NEW JERSEY WASTED YEARS OF MY TIME AND MADE ME A LOT OF EMPTY
PROMISES. MAYBE YOU WILL BE ABLE TO HELP ME TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF
ALL OF THIS, MAYBE NOT. I HAVE PEOPLE AGAINST ME THAT ARE NOT
COMPLETELY HUMAN, AND I EVEN HAD EVIDENCE ONCE WHERE A MAN WITH A
REAL ESTATE LICENSE TOLD ME THIS WAS ALL TRUE AND HAPPENING TO ME
BACK IN 1988, A MAN NAMED SCOTT RANSOM OF TODD REALITY BACK IN 1988,
IN NEW JERSEY.
THANK
YOU IN ADVANCE FOR ANYTHING YOU MAY BE ABLE TO FIND OUT AND HELP ME
WITH, I AM NOT THE BAD GUY HERE, THEY ARE, AND HAVE DONE DISPICABLE
AND INHUMAN EVIL THINGS TO ME SINCE THE EIGHTIES. THEY ARE TORTURING
ME, THIS IS WORSE THAN BEING MURDERED, BECAUSE PEOPLE CAN ONLY KILL
YOU ONCE, MIZZ ATTORNEY GENERAL, WHEREAS WITH ME, THEY GO ON PUTTING
ME THROUGH A NEVER ENDING HELLFIRE THAT IS UNSPEAKABLE.
I
GO BY THE BLOG NAME OF MOUNTAINPEN, A.G. BONDI, AND AM ON BLOGGER
DOT COM. MY MUSIC ALSO TELLS MY LIFE STORY, A TINY BIT OF IT IS ON
THE YOUTUBE CHANNEL paulaking2011, AND A LOT MORE OF IT IS
COPYRIGHTED IN THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS UNDER MARK WAYNE MOHR, BORN
12/04/1954. I KNOW YOU WILL DO THE RIGHT THING HERE, MIZZ BONDI.
AGAIN, THANK YOU.
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You
hear me get emotional about offspring that in this universe I have
never made contact with, such as my daughter PEE. But things like
this don't stop here, do they Broker Gordo Disney, who informed me in
a parallel universe, that my night-lady in middle June of 1994 got
pregnant from our encounter at the Highview Apartments that day, and
went onto give me a powerful system for successfully trading stock
options. Just because I never discuss these things doesn't mitigate
their reality or nullify their importance to me, as a fifth
dimensional entity. You do not have to be a totally successful
powerful entity or a T3E to be classified in this category by the
way. Once you know and see it all and then go onto make the attempt
to reach T3E status, as you are a T2E, and TYPE-2-EXPLORATRONS (T2E)
are fifth dimensionally conscious entities. Unconsciously, we all
are; as is the subatomic particle known as the electron. It not only
exists in all five dimensions of the multiverse, but perceives the
entire moving whirling reality of unfathomable complex jigsaw puzzle
pieces, and one complete put together set, all nicely in its box, and
with a pretty blue bow on it as well. Still, for us mere mortals and
in our awake lives as you all read my words, right in the here and
the now; let me not get too overly verbal here and begin defeating my
purpose here, by confusing everybody. If we could take Morianity now,
and place a back cover onto it, just with what we now have, would
become ten million Morianity-sized other sub-Morianity's, due to
fifth dimensional reality, that 99.9999999 percent of those awake and
alive here in this world, never ever see or even think about in their
consciousness whatsoever. We will get to Pee, and maybe other
offspring, numerous others; but for right now; we will get to a dude
who I am not in any way related to in any of the hyperspace that I
have ever so far visited inside of, a Mister Fred Windstein of the
Tandy Corporation. He worked in 1997 in Berlin, New Jersey, on the
White Horse Pike, just east of Berlin, ask the great Jaylo, she knows
the area; the Radio Shack next to the food store there in those days.
Now if I pasted in this blog for example to here, that I will now do,
here is what we get: I find myself discussing the three
triangulation points of the created non-natural wormhole of the
millionth-Council, those who observe our world from the Astral-Plane,
and make up two thirds inside of the great city of Sahasra Dal
Kanwal, and the other third, on a location astrally, known as the
Briggbase. Now the paste in goes like this: This
subject would be three locations, that were magically all connected
together, or where DISTANCE WAS ELIMINATED ALL TOGETHER WITH A
POWERFUL FIELD OF MAGNETIC ENERGY, the great wormhole connection
tunnel of Fred Windstein of 1997 and back into 1970 from there. I
speak of 1558 Pierce Avenue and 1100 State Street intersection, of
Camden, New Jersey. I speak of Hopkins Lane between the little
man-made creek-bridge and Kings Highway, of Haddonfield, New Jersey.
I speak of the Tennessee Avenue area right near the boardwalk, in
Atlantic City, New Jersey, where today, a casino bus parking lot
stands, right next door to the once owned by Robert McGuire, old
eleven plus decade building known as the Pittsburgh Hotel. All I am
going to say about this, is that in a parallel universe, I used one
of these three way connection tunnels to walk from Haddonfield to
Atlantic City in one step because the actual distance was atomically
compressed about thirteen-million times by increasing the density of
the atoms within that field of energy, thus decreasing the mass or
the distance between these two rooms and towns, from 53 miles into 25
inches. Why were these wormholes there back in 1970, and why did Fred
Windstein of the great Tandy Radio Shack seem to know a lot about all
of this, up in 1997 while he and Craig and Don and I were all working
on a few electronic ideas of our own, that of course the great cosmic
fucking enemy that I call WOMO-MILITUFORCE, totally obliterated, and
blew all of us away and apart from each other, with fox-like cunning
and covert ease. Now this paste-in has completed, and we will take
this and just move a few things around here, hardly at all really,
but enough to make my life change in ways you would not believe in a
billion fucking ass years, in or out of SAINT
LUCIE COUNTY, FLORIDA, my kind
ladies and gentlemen viewers of MORIANITY.
Any
time that life has a major
point-split;
that is to say, you decide to break up with a potential mate, leave a
job or position, or get into a new one; start any new relationship,
move to any new location from another place you reside currently in;
make a large investment, home, automobile, stocks, property; or
anything large in the financial world; and many other things; these
crossings, AKA MTPS (Major Time Point Splits), are a lot more than
any of us realize at the time that we actually cross from situation A
into situation B. This is because in the fifth dimension, some of our
doppelgangers cross along with us and some do not, or they make a
different choice or decision all together. All large items in life
therefore, alter us in our complete fifth dimensional reality of
ourselves. This is a lot more major than those stuck endlessly in 3-D
mental awareness, can even ever hope to imagine. Here is what
happened in the universe where the great Lizzy McGuire Disney show
“Gordo”, knew me, because of things that cannot be talked safely
about right now; so just trust me if you've come this far into
Morianity, please. After he had given me these great systems for
options trading, I made more money than most normal average people
can dream of, in that universe, and I bought a large restaurant
chain. I altered it however to the place where folks could come and
do all kinds of diverse things. All of them were in sections, every
one of the individual restaurants were in many sections. Teens,
family, bar where legal, computer usage and WIFI, unusual foods not
easily obtainable, and several other things. It took off after a few
slow years and a bad economy, but about three years ago in 2011; this
became a world wide multi billion dollar chain called MOOREFOOD,
owned by MOOREFOOD CORPORATION of AMERICA. LSS folks, other things
all happened also. Fred Windstein did not work at the Radio Shack,
but was an explorer, searching out ancient relics and also, secret
caverns and openings around the globe. One day he was staying at some
hotel in Atlantic City, New Jersey, and found himself accidentally
passing through a hallway that was not there the day before when he
had checked in. He had followed it and after an hour, he had found a
city entirely underground of Atlantic City, and all connected with
huge tunnels that looked like thirty foot wide elaborate and
exquisitely decorated corridors. They joined the various underground
sections of this Sub-Atlantic-City. He also told me that he was a T2E
and was trying to reach the ultimate level of TYPE-3, and shared with
me these details late in the nineties. All over the walls of one
particular tunnel that he eventually took me to one day, were photos
of my older daughter and myself holding hands on the boardwalk and
looking out towards the ocean on a beautiful day with bright blue
skies and white puffy small clouds rolling around the skies overhead.
Over the large photographs housed in magnificent stunning frames,
were the words, “Mark
and Sarah aren't the only two that know the diction”.
In this universe where I now type this blog out to all of you; I had
just written a song that contained these exact song lyrics, about a
year prior, and had recently received the copyright certificate
giving me copyright in this universe, of that musical work. I am
getting a weather pop-up about a severe thunderstorm alert for my
county, at the dot of one this afternoon. I tried to paste in a
gorgeous lightning photo from the Weather Bug, but it would not work.
Here is what I got some of, good people.
HOPEFULLY SOON AGAIN, AS I LOVE
YOU SO VERY MUCH DZA!
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Our advanced
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in-cloud lightning plays a role in the formation and intensity
of many kinds of extreme weather, we established the
world’s largest and most advanced lightning sensor network.
The sensors in our
network continuously monitor, calculate and report where and
when lightning strikes occur in the clouds or on the ground –
what meteorologists call total
lightning.
Society
truly should be judged by the value it places on three things. These
being; old
folks,
educating
children and teenagers with 16 free years, not 12; and DREAMS.
Yes, the level of a truly enlightened type-0 civilization, ready to
begin its journey into what cosmologists classify as TYPE-1, need to
believe 100% wholeheartedly in the MAGIC THREE:
1)DREAMS
2)EDUCATION
3)REVERING
AND RESPECTING THOSE WHO HAVE DONE TIME
The
revering of the older folks, an ancient 'Chinese' wisdom that I've
always given my uttermost top respect for their culture as a result;
is right
on top,
to quote my wonderful older daughter.
MARK WAYNE MOHR AND HIS BLOGS
FROM JANUARY 2006-PRESENT DAYS: 'WO' BILLY H.
2006-2014
© MOUNTAINPEN, MORIANITY BIBLE FOR MILLENNIUM THREE
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR BLOGS, BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED,
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NEBNOOSHOO, NO WITCHCRAFT!
Fort
Pierce, FL
- Fort Pierce, FL
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
MY
AWESOME BEAUTIFUL LIGHTNING GODDESS MIDDIE-DIANA,
I
AM HERE IF YOU NEED ME BABY BLOND, RIGHT HERE! I WILL NEVER EVER LET
YOU GO.
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