Tuesday, June 24, 2014

MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR, CHAPTER 006-B (A WAS HACKED, ATTORNEY GENERAL BONDI)




























































MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3







MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR



CHAPTER 006








Fort Pierce, FL






































JUNE 24, 2014,

TUESDAY MORNING, AT 2:00,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 74 DEGREES FNHT.

HUMIDITY IS 100%, and the world can go to hell.









Things are major fucked up, and getting worse all the time. When I do experiments, the enemy does not like it, and they mother fucking punish me in many covert ways that I and I alone totally know, are them punishing me, no doubt about it one tiny bit, Lenny jerk-off light-bulb Microsucks McKinnon, and Miss Chillie CB-601 Radio-Handle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





I will be calling my health insurance people to have them instruct me on what I should do, if not satisfied I am getting the needed medical attention. Something has been wrong for two years now, with my primary health care doctor here in town. THAT IS MY PROBLEM, SHIRLEY GRANT, in case the world needs me to break this all down for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





All my life, my health has been under covert fucking assault. I have been watching the Mystery-Detectives television show recently, and have come to some new 'possible conclusions' regarding my health all of my life that is not one bit mother fucking pretty. Also, Pam Bondi, Florida State AG, I am getting my normal fucking start up of black-hat-computer hacking. What else is new, same old same old, (WEIN-SOSO), you know, SSDD, same shit, different day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





I think my mother was fucking with my health and my food all my life. My health has slowly improved after her fucking cunt death in the year 2000, and up until two years ago around middle or late twenty fucking twelve; I seemed to have less frequent health situations and problems overall in general with irregular heartbeats and bowel irregularities, cramps and diareah and along this line. Many poisons such as arsenic are destructive over time and last for long times after stopping the poison attacks on someone. Since I observed in 1982 that I do not ever seem to die and stay dead after dying from a fatal situation, and appear to wake up and it all was a dream, just too many times to all be some weird and outlandish fucking coincidence; this is why after a dozen years from last being poisoned, my health was getting pretty good, but then came a lifetime of abuse 'catching up with me' in this cycle, to quote you, right, old Haddon Township High School buddy from the sixties; David Sleaze Speas?????????????? The main thing that is wrong with me is the chemtrailitus, and this being more than a personal issue and effecting the entire planet, has caused serious disruptions in the entire cosmos, fifth dimensionally, that I would not begin to address on this blog of today, that won't be all that long and fucking cunt boring.

















Don't even get me mother fucking started with those yesterday jerk offs like Tracy Ullman and Chris 501 Blues Blum, great folks, and whoever/whatever is really out here, right SSJKK-ISIS?




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I was living at 506 Robin Hill, during the time of Ingrid, and many other idiots; as well as the poison fake cigarette trick that my mom and I played on the Otammic forces against me; that are now called by me, for the most part; the MILITUFORCE. Also, I lived one time before, as well as one time after this time, at Robin Hill. My first stay was in unit 1802, and my final stay was in unit 1102. Unit 506 was the middle time, Jan Brady, and yes lovely girl; I have definitely picked a side. Say high to Lucy Wolf! I do not know yet exactly how WPIX-TV-NYC fits into all of that, but I do know that they do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





There are several business operations that are 100% totally behind secret mind control and manipulation and basic total control over all of 99 percent of persons who are not extremely rich and powerful on this planet, and a part of their evil WEALTH-CULT. Naturally, I do not have all of the information, but the main key players so far that I would be able to walk into court with plenty of proof with right now, are as follows. Two of the three biggest television networks on the planet, America's NBC and ABC, DJ Trump Entertainment, Capitol One Bank, Chase Bank, and the New York Stock Exchange of Manhattan. These six financial entities, literally rule this world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





Now I will need to make a page or so of filler lines, so that Jane the Witch-Bitch does not fuck me up with her eleven-eleven attack, BRO!









































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For a couple of weeks in middle spring, give or take, the WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE did not assault my body and create my ever worsening chemtrail-asthma, but for the past week now and since the DOW JONES HAS GONE RIGHT CUNT LAPPING FUCKING BACK TO MAKING ALL TIME RECORD HIGHS, AGAIN; the chemtrail-asthma has also come back on me real bad. These people are murdering me, and they WILL mother fucking cunt lapping get totally away with it, because I only have the rights that I can defend, and I cannot fight this EVIL CLAN FROM TOTAL FUCKING HELL!









If you are really able to rationally accept the way this new world works and has all changed from a much more rational normal place since 30-50 years ago, into what I can only describe as someone's idea of the ultimate NIGHTMARE-PLAYFIELD; then by the gods, there is no talking to you, and you're entitled to all of your opinions, just as M.D. In 1980, entitled me to fucking ass mine, at the RPL Sound Recording Studios.









Now I need to tell you about the 28 year calendar cycle. Every single 28 years, if you keep your calendars in nice condition, after 28 years, you never need to buy another calendar. You just carefully scotch tape or paper clip the year of present time on the top of it, because it is the same days of the week falling on the same days of the month, all 12 months, with or without leap year making any bit of difference. For example, these years are all the same: 1952, 1980, 2008, 2036. These years are all the same: 1953, 1981, 2009, 2037. These years are all the same: 1954, 1982, 2010, 2038. These years are all the same: 1955, 1983, 2011, 2039. These years are all the same: 1956, 1984, 2012, 2040. These years are all the same: 1957, 1985, 2013, 2041. These years are all the same: 1958, 1986, 2014, 2042. These years are all the same: 1959, 1987, 2015, 2043.





The real power of this information in my personal fucking ass life is the 28 year ends of 1896 and this year of 2014, as well as backing that cycle up three years, with 1983 and 2011, Cousin David Cleanhands.





Powerful Astral-Plane Gods are the ones that engineer al of the Exploratronic Supermind Society's major actions, that they all as a whole and single minded entity, get together when needed, to pull off so to speak. This is not some helter-skelter nonsense, and it never was or will be.





When I was a boy, I was sickened a lot with my mother's rotten fucking cooking. The Sunday shit, when I sang in the Haddonfield church choir, was as regular, as a precision Swiss timepiece. The serious church minded folks had me believing in a personal fuckiGN devil, “SATAN”, who was doing this to me. Well, in a way he was. Someone in the ESS was getting into my mother and making her give me rotten poisonous stuff to ingest from the time that I was cunt lapping ten years fucking ass old. After moving from this place in Westmont, New Jersey, a couple towns over into Oaklyn, New Jersey, my upstairs neighbor Joan Larosa told my mom that she thought I had consumption. In those days, this was a word used often in place of TB. It did not stand for Theresa Bruno, at the RPL Sound Recording Studios of bizarre Gerry, Sue, and Mashell auto theft incidents right around Christmas Holiday time. Wow, Cooley Hall Wormhole Angel McDowell, is this all possible my old friend of the great FCC????????????



















The reason that traumatic events cause nightmares is because this is a powerful auto reverse tape deck parlor trick MY-ILLUSION, of real good or real bad girls, and boys too I would suppose. This is no joke so don't you dare mother fuckiGN chuckle at me, Michael 1971 McNulty, YO BRAH! Most of you out here know that when a loved one dies, you dream about them a while. The vast majority of us do anyway, and I mean with heavy vivid waking world memory the next day. All large events are happening in all of the wet and nearby towel area of localized hyperspace. It is not that nightmares are caused by some horrible thing such as an airplane crash, but that all large events have a lot of localized fifth dimensional effects, as it is a large event in any one universe, so in the localized hyperspace of millions or trillions of others around us; an already large number, speaking algebraically with the letter 'X', is like thinking of this as average events are one-X, expressed just as X. a plane or car crash that is fatal or even serious, might thereby be a 300X or a 600X, or whatever. Now Multiplying by a trillion, the one trillion times one is only one trillion effect power, but 300 or 600 trillion is so much larger, and this is a fifth dimensional effect. This is why most of us begin to dream for quite a while, about those who we ''lose through death'', of course this is physical world illusion, and nothing being real to start with, equals nothing can ever really be lost, or gained for that matter, but merely IT ALL JUST IS.





A child can see why the Phillies did so well in the two same 28-year cycles of 1980 and 2008. That same child should also be smart enough to see that this year of 2014 is real real fucking bad, as was 1986, again, two 28 year fuckiGN separations in time. As for 2011 and 1983, for me; where would I even begin, and this blog is not going to be an ear breaker, so we can come back to this, later on, just as Jim Maverick Rockford, said it so well about forty years ago on that super great show, loose teeth and all, called, “The Rockford Files”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
















































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