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Kind folks, it is 76 degrees in Fort Pierce,
Florida, and mostly overcast today, beautiful
weather!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is an early Sunday evening on this father's Day
Weekend, and it is the fifteenth of Non Doris Plum non-September
1979, but June of 2014, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Now
some folks are more used to seeing this display:
About Me
- Name: theansweristheqyuestion
- Location: Hammonton, New Jersey, United States
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Thursday, August 03, 2006, (JC TAPE EQVT #25,855)
Chapter 49 Just Call Me Poor-Whittle Ugly Old Joe Shmo. Re-posted on 15 June of twenty-fourteen, Misses GAP MAROLA-1969!
My
guru friend Ed told me about the old cartoon comic character called
Joe Shmo, the dude with the eternal black cloud hanging over his
head, and there it was, everywhere he went, whatever he would do, and
only he seemed to get rained on perpetually, no one
else!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well, good kind people, and any and all
others that may not be too kind; we all have our crosses to bear and
go over, I suppose, huh Mike Row Suckscorp, and all of your sweet
adorable lightbulbs that keep coming on. I have a question for you
wonderful world owners of Microsoft. Did my lightbulb ever REALLY
co,e on, back 40 years ago at that mother freaking Oaklyn apartment
on Oakland Avenue back up in Jersey, or did I just finally CREATE IT
AS ON, and have been living like this for four solid straight lovely
decades now? I'll bet dimes to throw-guts that you dudes and
duddesses atop of your great ivory towers, have the answer, and
refuse to share, but this just leads to my topic on this short end of
weekend whittle bwog here good folks, YO!
Yes,
it may have been nearly eight years ago in August of 2008, but the
same basic theme and pattern exists for me in all times, such as when
I typed in the words of, “Notice how they broke my car stereo,
costing me 50 bucks to have the warrantied replacement model
re-installed at Circuit City of Deptford, NJ, Electronic Department
store. Then the huge rest of the weekend milituforce death siege that
these hammer-wads put me through, and then the horrific huge
bully-teen slob that harassed me while doing no more than leaving
this library where today I am back at. I will not allow these
fish-eyed Esther-fools to intimidate me, as I said before, U damn
turds'll have to kill me, and guess what Duncan; America my run on U,
but like U, but with slightly altered rules in the reality of the
situation; I do not die and stay dead, so LOL”.
HAVE
A VERY NICE DAY, PEOPLE.
MERRY
CHRISTMAS.
YOU'LL
BE CROSSING OVER, TUNE FROM 1983 is
a 100 percent machine created and generated techno-pop musical
project.
NEW
2012 LYRICS TO FOLLOW THE HARMONY MUSIC TRACK ALONG WITH: Only the
opening title words are real. W---R---O---N---G, lovely shampoo
commercial girl of 1980, ONLY THE GREAT VOID INFINITY IS WHAT IS
REAL, ALL ELSE IS A CREATED DREAM OUT EXPERIENCE. I SWEAR TO YOU,
THIS IS THE TRUTH.
Governor
Jesse Ventura talks about time travel, in ways that totally connect
up with stuff from my own personal life; including the chance that
his own distant relative, Salvador, was sent to me in 1965, to show
me, and not Miss Wescott; how to tap my fingers in really cool ways,
so that 'lightning' will respond to this, up in 1983; on a telephone
receiver.
BUT
JUST WHO DID NOT LIKE US PUTTING OUR STUFF UP FOR ALL TO SEE and
HEAR, JESSE, YO? I will have to M---O---V---E, and no genius needs
to see what is going on here in some laid out complex detail. Hence,
I will not insult the intellect of my kind and wonderful
viewers of the WORLD WIDE WEB, as it once was called a while back
into time illusion. WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
''SSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'',
Arthur Crane, my old 1991 buddy; is the great and powerful
EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY
the
all and the everything; or is there just a little bit more happening,
in the grand scheme of things, pertaining to the weird and wild life
of MARK
WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR????????
This
may or may not all fit together on the blog of this day, but I will
begin now to tell how things work in a way that was told to me, by
some of the great lovely white hot VIQUEENS, in the Astral Capitol
city of SDK, in eternity. There is no time reference frame down here
in fifth dimensional hyperspace, to anything that interacts in the
eternal dream down off of the Lawtronics of the Seventh-Dimension,
dreamed out and away from the great realm of PLANK. Still, Elley,
Natasha, Mariloo, and Julie, all 'minigreats' as they're referred to,
OR ELSE; after a great Viqueens Meeting was held once; and after the
GREAT
LORDESS STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE
left Viqueens Island, and went home to HER PALACE on Kanwal Avenue;
and after they all gave me the thrill of a nonillion and a half
lifetimes; they told me the answers to some really powerful
questions, that for reasons I cannot in honesty and good conscience;
tell you all now, why I even decided to ask these incredible girls
suddenly, but I did; and this is what I was told, in a quick
book-report type of short and sweet tell-all, in a thousand words or
less dissertation. Be braced; OK lovely INGRID, and nasty-ass
'Ex&Late' John Hoseman King, casino parking lot mogul??????
To
quote the non-boss Angela Bower employee of great yesterday sitcom
shows of the eighties, where super gorgeous Alicia Milano got her
start as a child star, however she spells her delicious name;
'AO-OA', listen up, in a whiny voice of course; huh camera shy Tony.
The gods only knows how he handles this new age of today when every
Tom, dick, and Sally has a built in phone-cam on them, even at the
beach. Aniwho, let's move this right along, kind folks, and you too
Mike McNulty, AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA in or out of 1971-AD! ''Come on
Saaalm''!!!!!!!!!! Beyond frikkin' cool. Let's keep the religion out
of this, Microsoft!
The
reason that exploratronics works in the direction that it does, has a
lot to do with a very great formula, energy equals mass times the
speed of light squared. Not AO. But AE. Still, without any strange
National Park Redbank, New Jersey 1995 sightings; or water colored
Julie or White; the main thing we need to know and keep in mind at
all times when becoming the level that I am on now, a
type-2-exploratron (T2E); is that while awake in our universe, we are
matter, mass, HEAVY. We cannot do things we could do if we were
suddenly transformed into totally aware and conscious energy. But
when we all sleep and dream, and become part of parallel realms in
the multiverse or the hyperspace; this is exactly what we are, only
normal T1E dream and forget this, over and over, and we are all
creatures of habbit, all homosapiens. Don't believe me, well, just
move your trash can in your home or office to another spot, and watch
the average person take days and days, before they stop heading over
to the old place to throw out a crinkled piece of paper or an apple
core. We never forget a thing, but we store it, and keep only near
time surface stuff front and center. We do this as we do all things
in the strongest-will-survive endless evolutionary system. Triggers
can always bring anything that happened in our lives, right back to
front and center attention; unless we are too old, brain diseased, or
as my old pal who became a great New Jersey Congressman, used to say
so often, as a teenager; or ''WHATEVER''.
Guess
who just mother fucking nailed me right now, people, at page eleven
of eleven, with her ugly digitally represented face on my computer
monitor screen? Good old rotten Jane Sleazeweedsdisease, that's who,
so let me now compensate folks, if you please,
TANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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You
forgot your mom's birthday! What can you make out of super glue and
olive pits?
An
angry mother. Also, a little philosophy
for you is as follows:
At the
risk of sounding negative, the only thing one may be truly sure of,
is that you cannot be sure of anything.
If
you have read this opening, feel free to skip this part, WHAAAAAAAA.
FOLKS,
AS I SAID TO THE COPYRIGHT OFFICE IN THE LATE EIGHTIES ON MY EPITOME
OF HARASSMENT TAPES, GOOD
MORNING, GOOD AFTERNOON, GOOD EVENING, WHATEVER THE CASE MAY BE.
How can I possibly know when you are
reading what I am writing? I
AM not the great ISISCYLLA SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, and
never will be; sort of like my old pal
David Charles Roth's only show in
town. How he would always remind me,
seemingly on a daily basis, that the WOMO-MILITUFORCE
is not the only show in town, nor will they ever be. I believe the
tapes are somewhere available in the great Library of Congress,
Copyright Office, in Washington, District of Columbia, a place may I
add with a very liberated attitude where the age of sexual consent
should be placed, and what is good for the lawmakers, is good for
everyone else, and if that is not true, just exactly how have I
misspelled America? XIII is the number by the way, such a tender age
and how the perverts must wonder why this is not common knowledge and
all move into our great capitol city, right Roy? I still cannot
believe that you told me this, or that nobody seems to know it, know
matter how I spread around what you said to me, old
pal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jupiter,
Florida welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-TV.
A
beautiful shot of LUNA, also known as the moon, and Goddess Diana, by
the Romans.
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YES
SIR AND MA'AM, I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS WILD
UNSPEAKABLE NIGHTMARE SINCE AUGUST 15 OF 1986. I AM NOT A PROPHET OR
SOME DREAMBOAT ANNIE WILSON MAGIC MAN, MOMMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Holy
freaking smokes, what next, Annie???
As
for Monday, it
was a quiet day for a change, and why not; since all of the damage
was done, over the freaking weekend; and SOSO-WEIN???????????????
Hay,
I can always freaking hope for nice things to repeat, and not always
evil things. There is no law against it at all; my brothers and
sisters!!!!!!!!!!
W-------O-------W!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
''SSSSSSSSOOOOO'';
should I put THAT
where the sun does not shine Mister Crane; or wait for Paula King to
run us down a second time, or make the attempt; 20 years up here in
the frikkin' ass future???????????? WO
MISTER HARNER!
Yes
sir, yes ma'am, now as the
25 thousand 800's are coming in, and for right now; I just need you
to see that I
am not making up any of this. You
heard me, not
ANY OF IT;
and a few out here do indeed know now, that this goes beyond all of
the biggest stuff on any of the documentary shows or syfy movies.
You
can just about double this, and not be exaggerating this powerful and
surreal truth. I am not happy that all of this is happening to me,
not one bit, but I must confess that I now am aware that the future
of ALL HUMANITY, depends on me and my completing this project called,
MORIANITY FOR M-3, this is no hoax and this is no joke whatsoever,
and the funniest thing of all; is that it never was. Not even back as
a child, when I too, thought this was some wild and absurd fucking
game, YO! As the Phase-4 Entities all know only too well, where the
sun really goes when it is not shining up so high, and they even know
why. Still, who really gives a hell????????????????? I deal with
phase 4 entities and type 3 exploratrons continuously, and even
stopped merry-go-rounds as a child for a lot of them, and why not?
After-all, I was crowned the champion with the ''black-snake'', at
that recreational children's park, in Quakertown, Pennsylvania, right
my old first grad buddy, Andy Lichtenstein? Crissake, after another
few months, Fred Windstein, just who won't know the diction?
Please
do not underplay the following words, as they are every bit as
powerful as my telling you the Dow Jones would fly up Monday and this
entire week, and IT WILL, without any girls, curls, or JENNY JOHNSONS
of the Shark Tossers Club! They can do what they want to at the
Vatican, but this is totally real and requires no faith to believe,
just as auto-reverse automobile cassette tape decks of the past, or
chocking Deezy Slims from hyperspace parallel Cifaloglio's. Ga'hed
and just tell me, you won't hurt my screwed up whittle feelings
folks, JUST WHY WOULD I MAKE ALL THIS SHIT UP? -------- No
matter how many times I try and redo shit, the original shit stays
pasted in each time. I try and change kemtrails to chemtrails or
change simple grammatical errors, or even make small error
adjustments in facts such as Lewis and Clark's great historical
expedition, and I notice it cannot be changed. Hell, even the
supposed Holy Bible ain't this mother fucking ''MAGICAL''.
SAY
LEVY, JOEPAUL DEEPOCEANS!!!
JOURNAL
TAPE
25,855 is
continuing right along here, my good pals out here.
“LONG
TIME PASSING”, SHEEEEEEIT. Deep time is not long time. 100 or 1000
years is a very long time. Adding zeros, and not forgetting that it
is all attached, makes this all become DEEP TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here comes the dam (`~HACK), my old pal, Bob 1972 McDowell, from the
GAP FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION (FCC)!
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2014
PHOTOBUCKET
IS NOT GIVING A LIKENESS TO ME HERE, AND I GAVE YOU THE CODES FOR
MAKING MY SHIRT COME OUT HENNA REDDISH, NOT ALL GREY BROWNISH. WHEN
THE SHIRT IS RIGHT, THE LIKENESS IS ALSO GOOD FOLKS,
WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY
LOVELY DIRT BAG MICROSUCKS LIGHT-BULB HACKER IS ALIVE AND WELL. You
may all disagree with me, and are TOTALLY ENTITLED TO your MASHELL
DANIELS 1980 OPINION. WHAAAAAAAAA!!!! Yes folks, They've
worn me down to a total frazzle.
JUNE
15, 2014,
SUNDAY
EVENING AT 8:48,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 75 DEGREES FNHT,
HUMIDITY
IS 97%, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
HI
THERE GINA; I TOLD
YOU, LIGHT-BULB MCDOWELL
Now
I am wondering right about now, and must indeed ask this. Does
anybody out here remember this writing by me, from last weekend;
after my nabes made me so miserable???????????????
OH
SILWEE WABBIT, IS THIS WEELEE WEEL, YO?
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Well, for two straight geeks and weeks, they have put me through a living shit-hell!!!!!!!!! Everyday this month is off the scale super botbar and super high Calliotammic as I refer 2 it as!!!!!!!!!! Computer is acting very weird also, and I will not B making a long blog, but it is the sworn duty to every officer of the court in this wicked and evil 'natio nation ratio ration', to avenge my MAJOR DEATH AND MURDER, AS I HAVE INDEED BEEN MURDERED BY THESE WICKED AND EVIL PEOPLE, mentioned in all dying utterances and declarations on all and any of my prior web-logging. Motorcycle trash R major bad, as they were 4 me back last Sunday, forgot 2 mention this on the post-weekend blogs, and last night my home theater was hit again on several occasions, the mono side cut out attack, and the deactivation of a VCR machine on several occasions when on. Health attacks, road attacks, being followed and threatened and violated, and the list reads like a who’s who in the “India Poverty Registry”, sorry Kali my love. I am despised 4 daring 2 B so madly in love with this fantastic great all mighty being, by our down-line perspective Aniwho.
I really was stupid and humanly innocent enough 2 believe that the guard we will call [Bearded Bob] for now and in future reference, when I am referring 2 the next-door property site of the post that I pull guard duty at on weekends, came over after ignoring me for two months, and deliberately tried to hack my mind. If I listened, what a damn fool I would B, as he also is convinced in the reality of those existing will get 2 experience oblivion and nirvana, same diff. I know 4 a fact that this is not true, as would anyone who would do precisely what I am about to tell, for the um-teenth time, just to make a more emphatic point. Try 2 understand something rapies and germios. If a bizarre set of esoteric coincidences were not directly in charge of directing a gargantuan plot on a cold December night into early morning, back in the year of 1969, my entire life, would B on such a totally different course, not only would none of these blogs B here, but internet and today’s world and this new age would not B. Complex pieces in a cosmic equation include Reagan being shot by Hinckley, and living verses dying, as in many hyperspaces, he lived, and in many he did not live, and also the great Lottery Cat would never have revealed himself 2 me, nor would lightning, nor through her, her cousin, Sarah-Stacey. Lois Foca, the song would not B in the US © office in Washington, DC, nor would any song I wrote ever, nor would they ever had been written, nor would I ever had been employed at the world renown Recorded Publication Sound Recording Studio. Never would Donna Summer have done her version of HAIR, musically, and HSM does indeed with no jokes meant, stand 4 both HYPERSPACE-ME’S AND HIGH SCHOOL MUSICALS, Doctor Margaret, of the Institute 4 Medical Research, Doctor Coryell. His and Her Majesty owned many a ship also, throughout many of my long centuries of existing in your mortal world HELL!!!!!!!! Another HSM, wow, ain’t there lots and lots ofem????????????????? Russell Thaxton U must understand, ON A SCHOOL NIGHT, rang my apartment door bell at one o’clock in the freaking morning, and if my mom had not been out on a date with Mr. Crown that night, both of us would have gotten what U all call in this weird modern, can’t obey the bible and hit your kids world, a time out so long that it would encircle the galaxy and then spin off into intergalactic deeper spaces. Don’t Fornication Upon Consent of King-ing Godsdamn laugh, this shit ain’t funny. Major aerial harassment is also ongoing; as I speak a loud roof scrapper is violating my civil rights and those of Mr. Himacane’s. This air siege is finally today, picking up what I call a major lapse in ‘pussy-command’. It has been very low based on a parallel event that brings it higher and higher up, the more the air siege without any let up continues 2 occur!!!!!!!!!! I literally, could have said hi 2 10 luscious young cakes around 25-35 and had my way with them, the way some were eyeballing me, I think I would honest to the gods been raped if I had been alone somewhere, and they were in one bunched up gang. Two of them in a food store in Stratford, NJUSAESMWG literally wanted to pinch my ass, to me this is all disgusting, I am old school, but my hearing is not failing nor fooling me, I heard what I heard, and saw them out of the corner of my eye, while bending down to get some tuna fish placed on a low shelf in the store. Think about what I could do to this EVIL EMPIRE, on any given day when so much of there siege results in this major freaking heightened PUSSY-COMMAND!!!!!!!!! I know that all of this sounds nasty, but we cannot always B as Tommy Roe polite when explaining things pertaining 2 so much gods awful wickedness and demonic activity. It amazes me that I can only talk to the future, but thank the gods, that U at least R listening 2 me, and THIS IS ‘ROCK’ THE GREAT’S, STAR TREK EQUATION, AS HE IS CRUSHING POOR SHATNER HALF 2 DEATH, with the emphasis of an emotional Hercules, that “THEY” absofuckinglutely knew that I would realize later if not SOONER, that who cares whether or not anyone is listening to me today? The unborn can hear me right now on the fourth dimension, thanx to the reality of distance delay teck or as it is called in the future DDT2, almost in fun, so it never can B wrongfully confused with the original DDT pesticides of the middle 20th century. No Bearded Bob, I am not trying 2 convince present day populations of shit anymore, my common sense eventually kicked in, nut smart as UR Mr. Chemical Engineer by week day and guard by week end, U know nothing about astrophysics nor the general and special relativity equations postulated by a good friend of my dad’s, My Einstein. Y won’t U send back some pop-ups 2 help me out of this nightmare, World Lab? Is it not strange and wildly weirdly coincidental that those tow friends of Sarah, Paula and Nina, R in this time period or a later one, into the more humane networks of society? Yeah, I search on Google two Sabrina; everybody does Except President Hopeful Branch. Anyone that does not C the wild coincidences and far out cousinly stories all taking form, has never Goggled up this entire story that I have been telling 4 close 2 two mortal world Earth annual periods, [years]. Godda freaking admit, it is a bit fantastic, am I really so wrong?????????
Well, I sent my 2 grand 2 the E-Trade and opened my account 2 days ago, and started with 2 long positions on the Dow Index Futures, and this means a profit of 200 bucks per every one hundred points that it climbs, so harass me all U fucking want 2 ya filthy pricky bastard toilet-seat-rockers!!!!!!!!!! Since the air shit won’t quit, fine and dandy mommy jumpers, as I speak a super low pass again, and planes both small and large, civilian and military, small but nasty kemtrails R back, loud jets and choppers as well, plus all that nice pussy-action!!!!!!!! Utility attacks, computer Lattisaw jack hack attacks, home theater and other devices weirdly manipulated under the total control of the GMC, the GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Yeah, guess it was my destiny 2B surrounded one way or another with Stacey’s, as even my landlady’s college daughter is a STACEY, and spelled with the [E], the way the Almighty spells her name. Go ahead plane, crash right the fuck in front of the trailer park. WHERE THE FUCK IS MULLICA TOWNSHIP POLICE and the NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE, when your constitutional and civil rights R getting totally wiped and whacked!!!!!???????????? I plan 2 take advantage of the pussy command, and get a string of luscious girlfriends as well, so Mizz Benitar, just keep hittin’ me with your best fucking shot; U just ga’hed and freaking fire away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hello to the future, screw back here in the time period where I am living. I know all about the King-Soifer World Lab, and I in the year 2301 jump out of a sky-car 2 my death, after I get kidnapped in Brigantine, New Jersey, USA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy, this universe and hyperspace catalog as of time and date printed at top of this web logging report datfile. Officially, this is datfile 00001, and no matter what blog title or number that supersedes this one, each one will now become DATFILE 2, 3, 4 and continue 2 proceed upwards in chronological order. Chronis himself came to Brigantine in PLAYFIELD JZPXTEY-2953687, under the name in this datfile game, of Zuudlochronus, in some of my website docs and blogs on other non-site locations, I refer to the differences in spelling only 4 the record, that astrally HE sometimes spells his name with and sometimes without the English letter of [N]. Thank U for almost wrecking this horrible town a while back with SUNMAG. I need lots more natural disasters, floods, hurricanes which 4 two seasons have been blocked by Briggbase enemies using ANTIMAGNETICSOUNDMACHINE TECK, tornadic activity, volcanic activity, and tectonic platasonics, and water displacement balance teck, THANK U. I definitely need major help, this video game set to AVM is unfair and I challenge it on a 29-TFWPCG official level. Within a few months, a 16000 + DJIA Stock Market System will B there, just as I said that it will, as everything I say comes true, in every shade of black and blue, and still I wait 4 them 2 state, that I am here, Mizz Kirshty. U all know out in 2301 that Russ Thax came over in this video game set on AUDIO/VIDEO/MATERIAL-full trace laser scan, [FTLS] and that the first move was having Misses Goodfellow 6-D-influenced or SDI, 2 get horny and rape him, committing the heinous act of child abuse, endangerment, and contributing 2 the delinquency of a minor. Then move 2 was to SDI him to find the unopened fifth of straight Vodka, open it, and drink it all down in his room, the Ross Midnight Action was now further embarking. Then, since he knew we would both B literally floor wiped by my baseball bicep mom if caught together at 1 AM on a school night, or any night, he was in move three of VG-AVM SDI’d to come over with some strange ‘knowing’ that my mom would just happen 2B out on a date with boyfriend-Sid. Then move 4, as the RMA, or the Ross Midnight Action continued 2 progress and ensue, he SDI’s me 2 burn the remaining half of the magical contents of the locked ‘sea chest’ appearing box, in my bedroom apartment closet, in that early hour in early middish December in 1969-AD, in New Jersey, USAWSMWG. Now the super wowish RMA, remember from PB, the song Diana Ross had in 1985 called CHAIN REACTION, and what was the other object that was in the box B4 the great Sarah-Stacey Jehovah took it out of there both physically and astrally, but THE CHAIN, given 2 me by John Henningsen, given 2 me by a mister Hans Worshing from the Philadelphia Boys Club and the Big Brother’s Association of America. 2301, U all know my complete story back here in what U perceive as your past, but I am real here on a 3 dimensional plane, and just because more than 29 decades separates us in photonic distance, it is the same space on the fourth dimension. IC that all of the Google system now fits into your grand scheme of all of this, right down to this AVM DATFILE GAME 4, and includes all that I have been put through and experimented with. Now, I ask for a RELIEF-CLAUS, under the ACT OF UNUSUAL PRIORLIFERS DISCOVERIES or the Relcla of the UPD ACT, THANK U!!!!!!!!! I will now send back all of my material to all of the times to the United States Library of Congress for official ©. I demand a GAME OVER, please make papers appear in the 1990’s about this video game and Sarah Krassle. Thank U 4 compliance under the UPD Act.
END TRANSMISSION-----------------------------------------4 now, whatever now is!!!!
GOOGLE-SWIS-WORLD LAB- official web documentation @datfile #1: MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN
All blogging is co-copyrighted in these names, if these names R on these blogs.
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THE CASE FOR THE
UNIDENTIFIED FLYING OBJECT
BY M. K. JESSUP
Transcribed by The Quantum Future Group Castelnau-Barbarens, France 2003
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THE
CASE FOR THE UFO Unidentified Flying Objects By M.K.
Jessup
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PREFACE
On the evening of April 20, 1959, an astronomer committed suicide in Dade County Park, Florida. Inhaling automobile exhaust fumes, which he had introduced from the tail pipe through a hose into his station wagon, he died in the same academic obscurity in which he had lived, unheralded and almost unrecognized in his discipline. Ironically, the scientist’s only public recognition had come from lay people, who had read his series of four books about unidentified flying objects. Morris K. Jessup’s first book, The Case For the UFO, had tended to alienate him from his colleagues, though it came and went with relatively few sales. Its publisher sold it off to second-hand bookstores at $1.00 each. Today it brings $25.00 or better per copy, if you can find one. It was a paperback edition of the same book, published in 1955 by Bantam Books that enmeshed Jessup in one of the most bizarre mysteries in UFO history. An annotated reprint of the paperback was laboriously typed out on offset stencils and printed in a very small run by a Garland, Texas manufacturing company which produced equipment for the military. Each page was run through the small office duplicator twice, once with black ink for the regular text of the book, then once again with red ink, the latter reproducing the mysterious annotations by three men, who may have been gypsies, hoaxters, or space people living among men. The spiral bound 8 ½” X 11” volume, containing more that 200 pages, became known as The Annotated Edition. The reprint quickly became legend. A few civilian UFO enthusiasts claimed to have seen copies, and it was rumored that a few close associates of the late Mr. Jessup possessed copies. Many people claimed it simply had never existed. Because you are now holding a virtually exact facsimile of The Annotated Edition in your hands, it is most obvious that the book existed. But the big mystery still remains: why did a Government contractor go to so much trouble to reprint a book that had been rejected by the scientific community, and further to include mysterious letters to the author and even more bizarre annotations? And with this mystery goes the suspicion that the book may have been printed by the manufacturer at the request of the military, which implies Government interest in some of the weirdest aspects of “Flying Saucer” study.
Jessup’s Background Not much detail is known of Jessup’s life before he emerged as one of the early writers on UFOs, mainly because nobody has taken the trouble to do the needed research. Probably the most that Ufology knows about him prior to his involvement with flying saucers is contained on the jacket flap of his first book. He is described as having been an instructor in astronomy and mathematics at the University of Michigan and Drake University. The Jacket copy also notes that Jessup completed his thesis for the doctorate degree in astro-physics at the University of Michigan, though it does not state whether on not he was awarded the actual degree. In the academic business, usually the thesis is the thing that comes
3 - last, and is the final step in the awarding of the doctorate degree. Sometimes these doctoral candidates are deferentially called “Doctor” by their associates, though it cannot be used officially by them. T his would seem to be the case of Jessup, who was often addressed as “Dr. Jessup”, but who never used the title in correspondence, nor on the covers or title pages of his four books. Very likely Jessup was never actually awarded the degree. Apparently, his thesis consisted of a report on his research program which (again according to the book jacket) resulted in several thousand discoveries of physical double-stars “which are now uncatalogued in the Memoirs of the Royal Astronomical Society of London”. The short biography also lists other important research activities by Jessup. It indicates that he was assigned by the United State Department of Agriculture to study the sources of crude rubber in the headwaters of the Amazon, though no date is given. He made archeological studies of the Maya in the jungles of Central America for the Carnegie Institute of Washington. Without identifying the source of sponsorship or financing, the jacket states that he explored Inca ruins in Peru, and concluded that the stonework he found there had been “erected by the levitating power of space ships in antediluvian times”. Also: “Mr. Jessup’s latest explorations have taken him to the high plateau of Mexico where he has discovered an extensive group of craters. They are as large as, and similar to, the mysterious lunar craters Linne and Hyginus N, and he believes them to have been made by objects from space. They are presently under study by means of aerial photography and the study will be ready for publication in approximately eighteen months”. Apparently the further exploration of the craters was never carried out. According to James W. Moseley, former publisher of Saucer News, Jessup sought university, foundation and private sponsorship of the project, but was unsuccessful in gaining sufficient interest and funds. The Allende Letters The mystery of the annotated paperback edition of The Case for the UFO was preceded by a series of strange letters from Carlos Miguel Allende addressed to Jessup. Two of these, reproduced as part of the Annotated Edition, appear in the following pages. The letters claimed that as a result of a strange experiment at sea utilizing principles of Einstein’s Unified Field Theory, a destroyer and all its crew became invisible during October, 1943. “The Field was effective in an oblate spheroidal shape,” Allende wrote. He added that “any person within that sphere became vague in form, and that as a result of the experiment some of the crew went insane. Further horrifying aspects of the alleged experiment are detailed in the two letters (See Appendix). The Allende letters became connected with The Annotated Edition when the Varo Manufacturing Company evidently got in touch with Jessup in regard to the latter. Varo’s unusual involvement in the mystery began a few months after February 1956, In April of that year Admiral N. Furth, Chief of the Office of Naval Research, Washington D.C., received a manila envelope postmarked Seminole, a small town in Texas. Written across its face was the notation “Happy Easter”. When Furth opened the envelope he found a copy of the Jessup paperback. We are not certain of Furth’s reactions, but we can assume that he thumbed through the book and that his interest was piqued by a series of notes, interjections, underscorings, etc., in three colors of ink, apparently written by three different people. Only the name of one of the authors of the annotations appeared in the notes, that of “Jemi”. The paperback had apparently been passed through the hands of the strange annotators several times. This conclusion could be drawn from the fact that the notes indicated discussions between two or all three of the men, with questions answered, and places where parts of a note had been marked through, underlined, or added to by one or both of the other men. Some had been deleted by marking through. The notes had a tone of absolute weirdness. Sometimes they agreed with Jessup’s original text; sometimes they contradicted it, as they referred to two types of people living in space. They specified two habitats for the space people: underseas, and what they termed the “stasis neutral”, the latter term apparently in agreement with Jessup’s exposition on points of neutral gravity in space. They mentioned the building of undersea cities and identified two groups of spacemen, “L-M’s” and “S-M’s”. The “L-M’s” were designated as peaceful, the “S-M’s” as sinister.
Relief
clauses, playfields, exploratrons, and PHASE-4-COUSINS. Well, add to
this almighty ''I RULE'' goddesses, from atop New york city
skyscraper buildings, and we have one hell of a party here going on,
Sir Richie highlander Ryan, and maybe, all Ryan's, right Mister
Wonderful BonJovi, sir? You can't win them all, Tony sir; and I hold
no resentment; as you and your peeps, were merely the most recent
dirty deal that went down, in my non-smokers life; and non-taxicab
'PERMISSION BARRIER' GRASSI REALTOR TEXTERS too, I suppose!
SAFE
JOURNAL, CHAPTER 150
SUPPLEMENTAL
ENTRY
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2006-2011,
MWM/MWM
BEGINNING
OF BLOG:
A
silly stupid tiny child can see what happened to me yesterday,
Tuesday, May the 17th.
All
you need to do is read SJ-CH 147 and 148.
Yes,
every time I change my address location, I get my car messed with, I
told you about Moorstown in 1989, and a year ago right here in
Florida, as well as many other places since this August-'86-RGG
nightmare all began. Still I have learned through these 25 years of
agonizing mother fucking pain and suffering under this intensified
HUNTINGTON CURSE, that it is not a matter of when siege and damage
strikes, is it because of this OR this OR this, but replace the OR
with the word AND. It is because of all of the things all combined
freaking together. Many things are going on peeps, if you Einsteins
out here think for one moment that I am safe to blog details about
many of these things, you are totally off base, and far away from
knowing my reality. I am not some powerful god that is able to cause
destruction and counter-strikes. I merely stumbled onto the true
secret shit that parallel universes are real, that they exist in a
huge 5th dimension, that some chose to refer to after the
late 20th century, as hyperspace. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
teohiv, datfile xxxiv, TMCAM-subtitled
TEOHIV-CB21-datfile
XXXIV
013008.562-BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Well, another horrific week is going down, today there is major chemtrail persecution, go to http://www.chemtrail.com/ and C if I am nuts or have a real serious problem 2 deal with?????
If this Scylla’s skies problem was all I had 2B concerned with however, I’d have it made in the shade with lemonade. Http://www.scylla.com/ is another site 2 log onto. Man has his interpretations of all of the Greek gods and Roman Gods, the myths and legends, and I know the reality of it from using the FASCITAR 6/10. Time does not permit a long blog. FULL EVIL FULL EVIL FULL EVIL FULL EVIL, empire. FLYERS GO ON WINNING AND WINNING FOREVER, JUST AS I SAID THEY WILL. DOW JONES COMES BACK AND MAKES UP LOST POINTS AND RETRACES UP TO NEW RECORD HIGHS OVER AND OVER AGAIN, JUST AS I SAID IT WILL, IT NEVER CHANGES, THIS HASD BEEN GOING ON WOTH ME SINCE THE EARLY EIGHTIES, BR!!!!!!!!!! A nasty airplane attack is above me as I speak right now at Ann Silva’s pad, it has been major off the scale 2-day. All week, they go on getting their evil dirt bag way, and when their momentum starts to slow down just a bit, they start hitting me again just to keep this hellishness endlessly going. Until I leave their evil rotten despicable nation, THIS WILL NEVER STOP!!!!!!!! This airplane is circling and circling, illegally violating my CIVIL AND HUMAN AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION, SO WHERE RU AND Y WILL U NEVER DO YOUR JOB!!!!!
Giant and tall girls R back on a roll again, so is the Muzak harassment. These 2 usually go hand in hand.
http://www.studioparkrecords.com/
http://www.billyharner.com/
http://www.chemtrails.com/
http://www.acmua.com/
http://www.acbp.com/
All the things I talk about, it is all right here,
U all have the world right at your godsdern fingertip Elmer Bwaby-wuv Fudd!!!!!
The evil Flyers Hockey team is behind my miseries more than any and all others. The evil military is aiding and abetting this pure evil, these wicked diseased ICPE’s, and all of this demonic unholy behavior that has been directed at a pathetic and innocent fragile little guy since the day he was knee high 2 a 3 year old cat.
This super botbar day, as well as the entire week, but especially today, is off the scale, thank U for nothing law enforcement 4 doing or not doing your darn job 2 protect an innocent citizen.
The reason my lengthy blog from last weekend did no good at all against the wicked evil empire, is very simple. It was all screwed up. It was a mess from the start, and I almost did not even get it posted. In cosmality as I call it, [cosmic-reality], as U all would, the effect is not only caused by the text written and how many look and C any of it, but in how much trouble it generated against me to get the stuff up there. First as U well know, the problem the first night was major, then the cut and paste got all screwed up, and Ed blamed me for not doing something that I had absofreakinglutely no way of knowing, I am not a computer geek as he is, and then, when I posted it up to 2 sites, only the second half went up, and Ed had 2 take it down, on both sites, fix it again , and re-upload. The second practically that I uploaded the first post to the first site, even the messed up half cut off version, a nasty chopper appeared out of nowhere, some BLACK OPS piece of shit that has been on me 4 25 years almost no e know that it was there in no uncertain freaking diseased terms, here at Ann’s. The computer hacking, Anita, is off the scale, it is acting up super time, and I am buying a system with George Bushes delayed Christmas present to me, thank U mister President. I wish U and yours only the best. None of U have a clue what is going down with all of this, nor Y all of UR so vehemently attempting 2 wipe me out and obliterate me, a descendant of a great signer of the great Declaration of Independence.
This is what must B told today, STACEY KRASSLE says so. I obey the queen. Forget quantum carddecks 4 a minper. Forget everything you ever knew from the second you thought you were born. Morianity has a whole new slant on reality, and this is only the very beginning of it all, buyt you must not shy away with such extreme passion, from living and thinking, fifth dimensionally. Even my great ex-pal, David Roth did this when it came time to put up or shut up, in the summer time in 1997. This is all why I am here in Florida with basically nothing but an eternal fuckiGN mission, and David has turned to maggots, looking at it in a forward-mortal way, as most do anymore, WOW Joanna and Dan Mackey! Holy Hanna Berries, yet another fucking (`~HACK), FCC BOB MCDOWELL, YO! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
013008.562-BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Well, another horrific week is going down, today there is major chemtrail persecution, go to http://www.chemtrail.com/ and C if I am nuts or have a real serious problem 2 deal with?????
If this Scylla’s skies problem was all I had 2B concerned with however, I’d have it made in the shade with lemonade. Http://www.scylla.com/ is another site 2 log onto. Man has his interpretations of all of the Greek gods and Roman Gods, the myths and legends, and I know the reality of it from using the FASCITAR 6/10. Time does not permit a long blog. FULL EVIL FULL EVIL FULL EVIL FULL EVIL, empire. FLYERS GO ON WINNING AND WINNING FOREVER, JUST AS I SAID THEY WILL. DOW JONES COMES BACK AND MAKES UP LOST POINTS AND RETRACES UP TO NEW RECORD HIGHS OVER AND OVER AGAIN, JUST AS I SAID IT WILL, IT NEVER CHANGES, THIS HASD BEEN GOING ON WOTH ME SINCE THE EARLY EIGHTIES, BR!!!!!!!!!! A nasty airplane attack is above me as I speak right now at Ann Silva’s pad, it has been major off the scale 2-day. All week, they go on getting their evil dirt bag way, and when their momentum starts to slow down just a bit, they start hitting me again just to keep this hellishness endlessly going. Until I leave their evil rotten despicable nation, THIS WILL NEVER STOP!!!!!!!! This airplane is circling and circling, illegally violating my CIVIL AND HUMAN AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION, SO WHERE RU AND Y WILL U NEVER DO YOUR JOB!!!!!
Giant and tall girls R back on a roll again, so is the Muzak harassment. These 2 usually go hand in hand.
http://www.studioparkrecords.com/
http://www.billyharner.com/
http://www.chemtrails.com/
http://www.acmua.com/
http://www.acbp.com/
All the things I talk about, it is all right here,
U all have the world right at your godsdern fingertip Elmer Bwaby-wuv Fudd!!!!!
The evil Flyers Hockey team is behind my miseries more than any and all others. The evil military is aiding and abetting this pure evil, these wicked diseased ICPE’s, and all of this demonic unholy behavior that has been directed at a pathetic and innocent fragile little guy since the day he was knee high 2 a 3 year old cat.
This super botbar day, as well as the entire week, but especially today, is off the scale, thank U for nothing law enforcement 4 doing or not doing your darn job 2 protect an innocent citizen.
The reason my lengthy blog from last weekend did no good at all against the wicked evil empire, is very simple. It was all screwed up. It was a mess from the start, and I almost did not even get it posted. In cosmality as I call it, [cosmic-reality], as U all would, the effect is not only caused by the text written and how many look and C any of it, but in how much trouble it generated against me to get the stuff up there. First as U well know, the problem the first night was major, then the cut and paste got all screwed up, and Ed blamed me for not doing something that I had absofreakinglutely no way of knowing, I am not a computer geek as he is, and then, when I posted it up to 2 sites, only the second half went up, and Ed had 2 take it down, on both sites, fix it again , and re-upload. The second practically that I uploaded the first post to the first site, even the messed up half cut off version, a nasty chopper appeared out of nowhere, some BLACK OPS piece of shit that has been on me 4 25 years almost no e know that it was there in no uncertain freaking diseased terms, here at Ann’s. The computer hacking, Anita, is off the scale, it is acting up super time, and I am buying a system with George Bushes delayed Christmas present to me, thank U mister President. I wish U and yours only the best. None of U have a clue what is going down with all of this, nor Y all of UR so vehemently attempting 2 wipe me out and obliterate me, a descendant of a great signer of the great Declaration of Independence.
This is what must B told today, STACEY KRASSLE says so. I obey the queen. Forget quantum carddecks 4 a minper. Forget everything you ever knew from the second you thought you were born. Morianity has a whole new slant on reality, and this is only the very beginning of it all, buyt you must not shy away with such extreme passion, from living and thinking, fifth dimensionally. Even my great ex-pal, David Roth did this when it came time to put up or shut up, in the summer time in 1997. This is all why I am here in Florida with basically nothing but an eternal fuckiGN mission, and David has turned to maggots, looking at it in a forward-mortal way, as most do anymore, WOW Joanna and Dan Mackey! Holy Hanna Berries, yet another fucking (`~HACK), FCC BOB MCDOWELL, YO! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't
beat me up, Dairy Queen Kate; me and that guy in Camden that night,
are just doing our best to be us; license tags and all, sweetie pie.
Good
riddance to 1997,
but then, I could say that to any year out of my entire life, except
for three of them; these being 1969, 1980, and 1994!!!
FOLKS,
IT IS TIME FOR ME TO SERIOUSLY PLAN ON GETTING OUT OF DODGE,
AND SAYING 'HI' TO THE REAL MAT DILLON; NOT THIS HOLLYWOOD SHIT. OH I
FORGOT, WHAT AN ASSHOLE I AM. EVEN MAT DILLON THE GREAT LAWMAN, WAS
'HOLLYWOOD'; JEESE-LOUISE SURFER FONTY DREAMS, AND NORTH-SHORES, AND
CAR-KICKS, ALONG WITH HYPERSPACE
CONTROLER MR. MISTER FUCKING ROBERT MCGUIRE?
LEAVE
MY EYES ALONE, MICKPUNK PAINTER ESS!
Time
to truck on down the tracks, or maybe, just CROSS OVER, oh boy, these
two songs from 2012 and 1986 have changed my life in ways not
conceivable by mortal man and woman!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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