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2006-2014 MARK WAYNE MOHR
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A
LOT OF PEOPLE ARE GOING TO BE FUCKING DEAD MEAT VERY SHORTLY!
MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM-3
THIS
IS CHAPTER
00009
IN THE BLOG BOOK,
“I
CAN PROVE IT, SO THEY MUST COVERTLY MURDER ME”
EVERY
DAY OR JUST ABOUT, THE DJIA IS UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Doors,
doors, doors, doors, Gee Whiz. As soon as I began this blog, I got
major temporary heart arrhythmia's, and this was followed by
continuous doors, not real loud; but a lot of them out of nowhere,
and is still ongoing, Misses Debbie Marotto, at 10:18 PM, on this
seventeenth night in September of twenty-fourteen.
My
physical health is deteriorating daily. I have only been outside once
this month, to pay rent and purchase some food. We will be in the
twenty's soon, so that is a nice little shut in period, if I must say
so myself. I look anxiously forward to my death. I hope it comes soon
and without too much more pain and suffering. What did I ever do to
these god dam fucking people, GOD????????????????
Your
DEVIL has really done a fucking number on my poor pitiful life, YO!
It
is not an easy thing, trying to kill yourself, ladies and gentlemen,
and is why I do not sit around planning it or doing it. Even without
some weird unexplainable personal additional problem, of some
auto-pilot retrace, back into the simulation, in this lifetime until
the life is meant to be ended; you can see from what I'll paste in
here now, that it is very risky business to try and fucking off
yourself. Read on Hamlet, Macbeth, and Shakespeare, YO!
SUICIDE INFORMATION FOR MY FILES:
Suicide Methods: Most Popular Methods to Commit Suicide?
Suicide
Methods – With so many methods of suicide, they are a real example
of how grotesque human creativity can really be.
Below
are some of the more common methods of suicide.
- Gun ShotA gun shot is thought to be the most common and effective way to commit suicide, and accounts for 53.7% of all suicides in the United States.The most common target to shoot is through the head to the brain or the heart, at point-blank range. Sometimes an attempt is made to shoot under the chin and through the mouth.Shooting is not a fail-safe method. When a the gun shot method is unsuccessful, there is the huge chance of permanent damage to the body or brain.If the gun is aimed at the temporal bone (the lower side of the skull), there is a 50% chance of suffering facial nerve damage if the shot is survived.Choosing to commit suicide by a gun shot could fail for the following reasons:
- Poor aim (the heart and brain are more difficult to hit than many people think, as the bullet can pass through the temples without actually hitting the brain, and the heart is protected by the ribcage)
- Flinching can also cause one to miss the vital body parts needed to end ones life
- Poor ammunition such as badly manufactured or old bullets can contribute to surviving the gunshot and instead lead to nasty wounding
- Drug OverdoseAnother very common method of suicide attempts is by consuming large amounts of drugs and alcohol. This is usually attempted by mixing different types of medication together, and ingesting them along with alcohol or illegal drugs to create a deadly combination.Despite being a common method of attempted suicide, the method itself is not reliable. Naturally, it depends on the type of drugs one chooses, but the overall success rate of taking a fatal overdose is estimated at less than 2%. Success from drug induced suicide is 40 to 1 against. Usually, attempts at taking a fatal overdose use over-the-counter or prescribed medications, and it is the more common method chosen when suicide is assisted (euthanasia). In the UK, data from the Office for National Statistics for 2001showed that of 1,243 drug related suicides, 28.5% were due to paracetamol and its compounds, and 24.5% were by anti-depressants, making these the top two methods. In the US the story is the same.A common drug used for attempted suicides is sleeping tablets. Decades ago barbiturates were prescribed for sleep, it was possible to overdose on them. Although barbiturates can be highly lethal, they are now rarely prescribed, and extremely difficult to obtain. Barbiturates act as central nervous system depressants with effects from mild sedation to total anesthesia. Seconal (Secobarbital) and Nembutal (Phenobarbital) are the two most effective barbiturates for a swift, painless and swift death. Nembutal is currently the drug of choice for human euthanasia. Barbiturates have now largely been replaced by benzodiazepines treating anxiety and insomnia as they less dangerous in overdose.
- HangingThis method of suicide is thought to be 75% effective, and is the main method of choice in places like prison where there are few other options available.There are two main methods of hanging:
- Short Drop Suspension. Simply the act of using ones body weight to place pressure around the neck, blocking blood flow to the brain and air supply through the windpipe, eventually causing death
- Drop Hanging. This is the method of hanging made most popular by historical methods for the capital punishment of convicted criminals. Because this method involves dropping from a height, the force can increase the chances of a fatal neck or spinal break, making the method slightly more effective and potentially faster. However, although considered faster and more effective, the pain is more intense, and it can also cause more severe complications for those who survive
- PoisoningAnother common suicide method, poisoning involves consuming a substance not designed for human ingestion. Popular choices are cleaning products, cyanide and industrial fluids. Other harmful substances not made for consumption also classes as poisoning.Some poisons such as hydrogen cyanide act faster than other methods, although consumption of toxic plants like the belladonna family in high enough quantities can also prove fatal. Poisonous plants are usually a slower method and cause more pain.One of the popular choices of a poisonous chemical, is bleach – a corrosive product that can eat through metal, remove stains, and kill the majority of bacteria.Drinking bleach can kill a person if enough is consumed. It begins by eroding the throat, then the stomach, and finally leaks through to other internal organs. This causes unbearable stomach pain, vomiting, and is one of the most painful methods of suicide.It has been observed that attempted suicides involving bleach have led people to throw themselves through sheets of glass in an attempt to end the pain faster.As a general rule, successful suicide through poisoning is high, usually because if enough poison has been taken to end ones life, the effects are often irreversible, even if a last minute change of mind occurs.On occasion, medical workers can reverse the effects of the poison, but the long-term effects are generally very nasty, and may make a persons life seem more miserable than before.
- Inhaling Carbon MonoxideThe most popular way of utilizing Carbon Monoxide (CO) inhalation is for a person to enclose themselves within a space with a car. The car’s engine must be running, as this will then fill the space with the poisonous gas CO. People opting to end their life this way should choose an older car, as newer cars are designed to emit much smaller amounts of CO.Alternatively, one could buy a tank of CO and attach a valve. Generally this takes around 15 minutes, although if there are exposed wires or light filaments in the proximity, an explosion may be caused – carbon monoxide is highly flammable.People who have survived this method of attempted suicide have usually been left with memory loss, psychosis or blindness.
- SuffocationA pet name for a suffocation device is an exit bag. This usually is made up of a plastic bag with a drawstring, and can often be combined with a gas such as nitrogen or helium. The reason for the gas, is to painlessly cause unconsciousness so the discomfort of suffocating is avoided. The suffocation itself is caused by the high levels of carbon dioxide that are breathed back into the bag.If a last minute change of mind occurs, there is a very high chance of suffering serious and sometimes permanent brain damage.A 2007 study involving right-to-die groups suggested this method of suicide as being the least painful and one of the fastest.
- JumpingThis involves jumping from great heights such as building roofs, balconies and cliffs. The result is often highly lethal and effective, however failed attempts can lead to permanent disability through shattered bones in various places, and other horrific injuries.Dropping from a height accounts for only 2% of reported US suicides based on a 2005 research project. Hong Kong however, with its high number of sky scrapers, makes jumping the method of choice for 52.1% of suicides (study results 2006).The picture below is of a France Telecom employee who became the 24th worker of the company to commit suicide in under two years.
- Wrist SlittingAlso called Exsanguination, this method is often showcased in films for dramatic effect. The most effective method is not to cut across the wrists, but up the forearm. The result when successful will reduce the blood volume and pressure to a fatal level.Whilst it is a commonly portrayed method of suicide, it is not effective as hitting the right artery can be harder than it seems. Survivors often have deep scars, damaged tissue and sometimes – for those who are nearly successful and induce a huge level of blood-loss – brain damage.
- ElectrocutionAnother common suicide method, this involves causing arrhythmia's of the heart to slow or stop blood flow by invoking a lethal electric shock. This can be achieved by pushing a metal utensil into a plug socket, or dropping a plugged-in appliance into the bathtub whilst in it.This method can fail, and when it does results in severe burns and nerve damage.
- DrowningAnother of the less common methods of suicide, it accounts for less than 2% of US suicides. To successfully drown a person must submerge themselves in liquid (usually water) to prevent the ability to breathe air, resulting in the lack of oxygen to the brain.Popular choices of places to drown are baths, lakes and oceans.Before death, the central nervous system begins the involuntary contraction of muscles, creating a jerking and a twitching.Failure is usually caused by the bodies natural reaction to surface for air. When unsuccessful, the lack of oxygen to the brain can cause permanent brain damage.
- Vehicular ImpactThere are many forms of this type of suicide, but the general description involves purposefully placing oneself in the path of an oncoming vehicle. This can include trains and fast moving cars.Suicide by train impact is one of the most fatal, with a 90% death rate, but can carry some of the nastiest after effects if the suicide attempt is unsuccessful. These include limb amputations, permanent disability, chronic pain and brain damage.It is difficult to judge the percentage of suicides involving car impact, as it is hard to tell which road deaths are accidental and which are deliberate. Success is less than that of train impact, although the effects of unsuccessful attempts can be similar.
- PesticideInternationally, the consumption of pesticides and weed killers accounts for over 30% of suicides. This makes it one of the most common suicide methods of all.In Finland the pesticide Parathion was a particular favourite in the 1950′s, although access to the chemical was restricted. It was quickly replaced by other similar chemicals.Death can be very painful and failure can cause life-long effects on the body’s internal organs.
- FreezingThe technical name is Hypothermia, and involves a very cold and very slow death.The stages of Hypothermia start with mild symptoms graduating through to severe. When freezing to death a person may experience shivering, hallucinations, loss of coordination, a warm sensation, and then death.Even after a persons organs have shut down, the brain can still be kept alive through clinical stimulation and medical support.
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Google Search Engine, Satellite World Interconnect System [SWIS], World Laboratories of the future in time illusion, this is a dying mans utterance and declaration. I must obey the commands of the great SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, I have no choice, SHE RULES THE EMPIRE, from 34th Street, to the end of the hypersphere and beyond, wow, talk about miracles Mizz Wood, and O’Hara!!!!!!!!! Copyright 2008, MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN. This is all the total truth and also doubles thereby as a legal document. This is voluntarily sworn testimony in any Grand Jury future proceeding. No omissions nor additions 2 this powerful and totally honest truth told in this web-logging-doc exist anywhere herein.
This
great web-site said share. But if you send me a 'CAD-ORDER', I will
remove it from my BOM (Blogs Of Mountainpen).
This
one is just going to tell it quick and simple, short and sweet, so
don't expect to laugh, cry, or a bunch of flowery or nasty
adjectives or wow's or bro's and all of that. But I do have a couple
of quick facts to get off my chest, then I can try at least to get
some mother freaking sleep for the night, the key word being
TRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just wish I could sleep forever and
fucking forever and fucking forever,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FLORIDA
ATTORNEY GENERAL, PAM BONDI
WOW,
COULD I HAVE USED YOUR HELP.
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
I
had another pal from school, not just Jerry Heitzmann and Bob
McDowell, but Bruce Pennock. Very soon, a lot of wild stuff will be
told about this, and now, is the very soon from that past blogging
time, folks, so let me open up with some weather information, and
then I will tell you all a thing or four, AHA AHA MIKE!
Sarah
didn't want to sweep the sand, instead she wants to own the land.
Well I tried to drown her in the sea and burn the water-tops with
glee, but back she came, against the flame; to carry out her threats
on me. She can do some crazy things, impersonating queens and kings.
But now she lies forever strapped, inside a field that keeps her
trapped. Ralph and Sandy cry the blues, because their queen of hell
must lose. The valve of space and time is gonna' blow her fuse.
©
1983, Mark Wayne Mountainpen Mohr
FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA, UNITED STATES.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR BLOGS 2006-2014.
It's
funny, Frank Lombardo, and I know this is a bad habit, especially
without PC, all PC stuff really, as I know the dude has got to be
dead by now, like that big fat slob w--- is alive at 95. OUUHH, that
has nasty ass built in coded messages, huh RIAA. How my mom loved
telling me how she heard you pricks all admit to doing these things.
Yeah, it's funny, Frank, I really in all honesty (SIR) with no
disrespect at all meant; but I was like a seven year old when you
knew me at 20 and 21, and mister Deflavia met me when I was 18,
looked 13, and had the emotional growth and maturity of a two year
old. But now looking back after decades, I see you were right, and I
see that I did diss my father and I ALSO SEE, how wrong I was,
without any of Sidney's mirrors, crown's, thorns, Cohen's, or [psych
doctors. Where are you when I need you, Maggie Hagar? Still on the
great island, if so, gimme' a jingle-buzz, one or two eyed lawyers
are all acceptable, huh great frequencies Angie H? Yes sir, Mister
Lombardo, I am very very sorry for disrespecting my father. One
thing I will give all you guys, not that I have to as we all have
to, but I really honestly from the heart, respect the Italian
principle of family. I thought this to be pure nonsense when I was a
kid and an early adult, and I WAS TOTALLY MOTHER FUCKING STUPID AND
WRONG!!!!!!!!
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THE
MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFFS ARE HACKING BOB MCDOWELL, SENSITIVE ARE WE
NOT, CIGARETTES PLUS ONE? These horrendous peeps won't give me a
moments peace the rest of my dick chewing 2008+ life, Sally Starr,
and yes I did tell Paul that I am 8,000 years old. Sorry about that.
I'll fucking learn to shut the shit up for five, or maybe, who
knows, ten minutes, at all bus stops, even in Atlantic City in 1974.
They
released me and let me go, as they know, I could go right on
exposing huge fucking dogshit. See what I must endure endlessly,
from my lovely ass daughter, Bobby???????????????????????????
Frankly
Congressman RA, I don't even care. It seems I must cry till the day
that I die, with hell I am in, and aware. Now I put together what
it's all about. I don't have to be an old island crout. Permit me
now to tell you where my family can go. Hay Uncle Heinz your yacht
clubs with Jimmy Dean all blow. Not the winds around me at the
national park. That was back in eighty before they called me a
shark!
Revised
lyrics of 1980, LONG RIVER BLUES, FROM 1980, AND ©
MARK WAYNE MOHR,
HUH old
pal, Tom Glenn??????????
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I
AM GETTING REAL TIRED OF BEING FUCKED WITH!
OH THEY HAVE HARASSED AND PERSECUTED ME NOW SINCE
AUGUST 15, 1986, AND IT WILL END ON THE DAY OF MY FUCKING CUNT
EATING DEATH, AND NOT ONE DAM DAY EARLIER!!!!!!!!!!! WE ALL KNOW
THIS IS TRUE, OH GREAT QUEEN OF BLUE, HUH EMMY-LOU??????????????
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PWEEEEEEEEZE GIVE MY BEST TO
ALL OF THE VINELAND TRANSDIMENSIONAL PARAMEDICS EVERYWHERE; OLD PAL
WALTER D. CANDLES AGAIN, PLEASE; PC OR NOT, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!
And you wonder why my attitude
fucking sucks and why I hate the living fuckiGN guts of the
ENTERTAINMENT WORLD, TWINBAY. Cut me a break, Mizz Leo,
SHEEEEEEEEEEEIT!
YOU
FUCKING MISSED ME, MIZZ SLEAZE BAG WATERWITCH-JANE, HA HA HA HA HA
HA!!!!!!!!!!!
first day of 2008 summer, like WOW, YO DARIUS, it is 080808, I know!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, June 21, 2008----THIS IS A TOTAL MUST READ!!!
MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING FROM MY QUEEN
HUGE
COMPUTER HACK 8 at night, first day of SCUMMER 21 June, oh-8,
Saturday Elton John night But not Donna devil all right. THE
EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION, AND THE MILLIONTH
COUNCIL AND ME———BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
I NEVER WENT 2 BED TODAY AFTER COMING BACK FROM WORK, NEVER. I am shouting out to the FBI and the NJ STATE POLICE 4 HELP!!!!!!!!! I have no memory of shutting down the TV set or removing eyeglasses or falling into my bed, only that suddenly the TV was off, my glasses were on my face, I was or had been dead asleep, and all devices were indeed turned off. I bolted upright and saw that my fan had gotten knocked over along with a karaoke machine and they both were laying flat on the floor next 2 where I had fallen also without memory of ever getting 2 sleep. First, work was OK, but no panacea. I had a small bowel attack, lots of jerk offs everywhere; but out of nowhere at just past 3 in the morning, a noisy loud alarm went off. No matter how hard I tried 2 find the source, I could not. Shades of my Echelon-Towers Building, that I guarded back in my middle thirties for the famous Wells Fargo Company, the original American Security outfit 4 all those Western-shows watchers. Just 2 and a half hours after the crazy MC-ALARM attack, a crash level plane flew over my vehicle in total violation of my CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, WORLD TRIBUNAL COURTS AT THE HAGUE. I come home and eat a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice and turn on the TV. The next thing I know it is hours later, I am laying stretched out, eyeglasses on my face still, and stuff knocked over on the floor. When I got up to piss and straighten up the place, so that the fan is blowing air onto me again, and I can resume sleeping a while longer; I instantly knew that I was right back in this building, a medical place with 6-9 rooms that went more into each other and did not contain a lot of hallways. Mariah Carey was there, and her driver, a man about medium build and bright glaring type of eyes, just over perhaps the six foot mark in stature, dressed nicely but not overkill, and the same with Mariah. A lady who is heavy set, is sort of in charge at this place, neck line hair length, strawberry type of color, and she kept telling me 2 stop closing doors, and I kept telling her I am not closing them, the wind was blowing quite strong outside and was blowing right through all of the open windows in these rooms, and forcing doors to swing shut, but she continued 2 insist that I was doing it. Mariah started talking 2 me about how much she enjoyed being a super star and yet there were problems that she said she wanted 2 tell me about, but could not at the moment; as 'he' would hear, and I kept asking who ‘he’ was. She half smiled and pointed at a young male about 22 give or take, about five feet five in stature, brown short hair, not totally short like a crew cut, dressed in an old pair of pants with oil stains on them, and a green jersey with strange looking logos on it everywhere, many bright white circles with black lines running through them, 3 of them, like a triple X. She told me that she is here on this same day each week for some medical reason, and I think she told me but I cannot pull that part of the interaction up now, back in waking life. The buildings of the city were visible from windows, yet the area was in a country setting, whether it was part of the 5 boroughs of New York City or not, also I am not privy to this. She said that she wanted me 2 know she is mad that I do not fully trust her and her plans, and I kept insisting that I trust her implicitly but know quite well, that what she thinks of as PLANS, IC as GAMES, and reminded her of the 65-70 years when she was here B4 playing her games with me from a city just 100 or so miles away down the coast. She smiled at me and said, “U mean the chain I removed from your Oaklyn, New Jersey Apartment?” I said, “4 starters, yes”. She went on to tell me that until the shellfish as she called him while looking his way, is out of my way, I can tell U no more about it. She said that he was a lifelong resident of Atco, New Jersey, and knew both U and your neighbors, the Durham’s, when U lived there back in ‘83. He is not who he appears, and all her peeps and bodyguards have tried to beat him up, and keep him away; but he just seems impervious, and will not stop creeping around. He is Y the Feds started messing with me, she went onto say, and they R not on my side, they must do what they R told by higher councilmen, and she was talking Millionth. I reminded her that she is all mighty and can do anything, Y not just zap him into oblivion? She smiled again and said that there is still so much yet 4 her 2 teach me about all of this and all the Earthly people making my life so horrible every minute of every day and night. She said that when I disobeyed and told her she could kill me, the other day on my blog, for the entire world 2 publicly C and share, she was extremely angry. I must remember that she is the great queen, and maybe in the world of Pedigree Dog-food, us DOGS RULE, but, and she called me Yancy, and said and I quote, “Yancy, remember that I am the great Sarah-Stacey here in this form now, and I RULE, U GOT THAT”? I solemnly just looked down and submissively said, “I know U do my great all powerful lovely mighty queen”. She took my hand and told me that she did not have to tell me about the 2 letters back 9 years ago, and help me construct my idea foundations that R literally responsible 4 where I am today in figuring out so much incredible stuff. I asked her Y she used the sending of 2 blank letters rather than just come 2 me as she is doing right now and talk to me straight up? She laughed softly and squeezed my hand a little, watching me wince from the sudden small bit of pain that her more powerful grip than B4 was causing, and after a 5 or so second pause, simply said, “I am the Millionth Council, and what I say, goes. The part of them that calls themselves the Lambriggers is still totally under my complete control”. She told me 2 listen again 2 her CD and study it even more carefully. The answers to much of my concerns, is all contained in the lyrical content, and what she says, MC-SAYS; just as the CD says that it does. Never doubt me or try 2 run away from what I am planning 4U, she went on also 2 tell me. I said 2 her, “would U please give me a real waking world sign so that I can know and tell that this is not a silly dream”. She responded with the yellow and chocolate cakes that I purchased at the Incollingo’s grocery store, along with the receipt, and the van that stalked me just after last Christmas, and went on to tell me she is angry that I have unsealed some of the concepts regarding laser trace, and reminded me that the rules cannot B broken. It is part of a plan, and that if it was not so, there R those close 2 me, in this incarnation; that I would retrace, as I miss them. She then told me she would give me 2 huge and totally unmistakable signs to appease my non-belief. One sign is that just because the English alphabet pronunciations of the sounds 'BLU' and 'CRAN' R totally the same on astral worlds, they R not the same in English speaking waking mortal worlds. I told her I knew this. She went on 2 say that my punishment for doubting and disobeying my mighty Queen Mariah, is that she has now placed me into a world where I have blogged the facts in reverse, as Hammonton is the world U now live in. It is not Chatsworth, New Jersey. I have reversed the realities while U were here with me in this interaction, and now your town is Hammonton and this is the Blueberry capitol of the world. She went on to say that I was not supposed to tell about the tap boxes of blue-yellow, nor the saleslady Sherry-Lee Pote and cousin Petee Pote. I must obey my queen or ELSE. She said my second sign will B when I try to do my next blog. I will wake up in the MW and not B able 2 work the computer. I asked her if she will always love me as her ‘89 song promises, as deep within her, she knew even then, that she was my Sarah-Stacey. With that I walked over to the strange dude with the weird sort of peace sign logos all over his bright green jersey, and told him to leave her alone, or I would tear his lungs out, and squeeze them like rung out wash cloths; and he instantly burst out laughing, and the next thing I knew, it was July 4th of 1970, and I was in the same exact dream all along with TAWF, “THAT ASTRAL WORLD FAMILY”, that was what was all in the dream. It was the same dream, and like a wormhole in consciousness; one end was in 2008 physically, while the other end was in early July of ‘70. He yelled at me, 'look who’s talkin’ about bloody washcloth lungs all oozing bright red, it is U, booby, not me, ha, ha'. I knew that if I could just wake up now, it would B July of 1970 again, and it really would have. I did. I jumped off of Tom Reale’s large bed at the Cornwall Avenue home and yelled, it is 1970 over and over. I went out and ran down towards the ocean, and when I got there; the entire sky and sea was not as I had remembered it at all. It had become the backdrop on the homepage of the Morianity Foundation, go to http://www.morianity-foundation.com. The giant 6 foot 7 inch Sarah-Stacey came right out of the sea, she is the sea aniwho, and grabbed me and kissed me, and the next thing I know, I am awake laying here in my trailer residence, and it is after 4 in the afternoon. Sure enough I went 2 use the computer, and nothing, it would not move, nothing would work, not a bloody dripping washcloth thing. I called the Easy Staples Store where I purchased it, and told them that it would not go off, just showing a blank monitor TV screen saying, “EXT 3, S-VIDEO”. The computer department guy told me to shut the battery-backup box off and wait 20 seconds. Then he said turn it on, and so I did. After 2 reboots, it works again, but the HP adviser still is not properly loading up. I can not shout out 2 the FBI 4 help; no one can fight the great Mariah; and she most definitely RULES and RULES, 4-EVER AND 4 EVER. UR my mighty queen, and I am only your endless humble servant, my giant beautiful love. Please forgive me, oh mighty QUEEN MC.
I NEVER WENT 2 BED TODAY AFTER COMING BACK FROM WORK, NEVER. I am shouting out to the FBI and the NJ STATE POLICE 4 HELP!!!!!!!!! I have no memory of shutting down the TV set or removing eyeglasses or falling into my bed, only that suddenly the TV was off, my glasses were on my face, I was or had been dead asleep, and all devices were indeed turned off. I bolted upright and saw that my fan had gotten knocked over along with a karaoke machine and they both were laying flat on the floor next 2 where I had fallen also without memory of ever getting 2 sleep. First, work was OK, but no panacea. I had a small bowel attack, lots of jerk offs everywhere; but out of nowhere at just past 3 in the morning, a noisy loud alarm went off. No matter how hard I tried 2 find the source, I could not. Shades of my Echelon-Towers Building, that I guarded back in my middle thirties for the famous Wells Fargo Company, the original American Security outfit 4 all those Western-shows watchers. Just 2 and a half hours after the crazy MC-ALARM attack, a crash level plane flew over my vehicle in total violation of my CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, WORLD TRIBUNAL COURTS AT THE HAGUE. I come home and eat a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice and turn on the TV. The next thing I know it is hours later, I am laying stretched out, eyeglasses on my face still, and stuff knocked over on the floor. When I got up to piss and straighten up the place, so that the fan is blowing air onto me again, and I can resume sleeping a while longer; I instantly knew that I was right back in this building, a medical place with 6-9 rooms that went more into each other and did not contain a lot of hallways. Mariah Carey was there, and her driver, a man about medium build and bright glaring type of eyes, just over perhaps the six foot mark in stature, dressed nicely but not overkill, and the same with Mariah. A lady who is heavy set, is sort of in charge at this place, neck line hair length, strawberry type of color, and she kept telling me 2 stop closing doors, and I kept telling her I am not closing them, the wind was blowing quite strong outside and was blowing right through all of the open windows in these rooms, and forcing doors to swing shut, but she continued 2 insist that I was doing it. Mariah started talking 2 me about how much she enjoyed being a super star and yet there were problems that she said she wanted 2 tell me about, but could not at the moment; as 'he' would hear, and I kept asking who ‘he’ was. She half smiled and pointed at a young male about 22 give or take, about five feet five in stature, brown short hair, not totally short like a crew cut, dressed in an old pair of pants with oil stains on them, and a green jersey with strange looking logos on it everywhere, many bright white circles with black lines running through them, 3 of them, like a triple X. She told me that she is here on this same day each week for some medical reason, and I think she told me but I cannot pull that part of the interaction up now, back in waking life. The buildings of the city were visible from windows, yet the area was in a country setting, whether it was part of the 5 boroughs of New York City or not, also I am not privy to this. She said that she wanted me 2 know she is mad that I do not fully trust her and her plans, and I kept insisting that I trust her implicitly but know quite well, that what she thinks of as PLANS, IC as GAMES, and reminded her of the 65-70 years when she was here B4 playing her games with me from a city just 100 or so miles away down the coast. She smiled at me and said, “U mean the chain I removed from your Oaklyn, New Jersey Apartment?” I said, “4 starters, yes”. She went on to tell me that until the shellfish as she called him while looking his way, is out of my way, I can tell U no more about it. She said that he was a lifelong resident of Atco, New Jersey, and knew both U and your neighbors, the Durham’s, when U lived there back in ‘83. He is not who he appears, and all her peeps and bodyguards have tried to beat him up, and keep him away; but he just seems impervious, and will not stop creeping around. He is Y the Feds started messing with me, she went onto say, and they R not on my side, they must do what they R told by higher councilmen, and she was talking Millionth. I reminded her that she is all mighty and can do anything, Y not just zap him into oblivion? She smiled again and said that there is still so much yet 4 her 2 teach me about all of this and all the Earthly people making my life so horrible every minute of every day and night. She said that when I disobeyed and told her she could kill me, the other day on my blog, for the entire world 2 publicly C and share, she was extremely angry. I must remember that she is the great queen, and maybe in the world of Pedigree Dog-food, us DOGS RULE, but, and she called me Yancy, and said and I quote, “Yancy, remember that I am the great Sarah-Stacey here in this form now, and I RULE, U GOT THAT”? I solemnly just looked down and submissively said, “I know U do my great all powerful lovely mighty queen”. She took my hand and told me that she did not have to tell me about the 2 letters back 9 years ago, and help me construct my idea foundations that R literally responsible 4 where I am today in figuring out so much incredible stuff. I asked her Y she used the sending of 2 blank letters rather than just come 2 me as she is doing right now and talk to me straight up? She laughed softly and squeezed my hand a little, watching me wince from the sudden small bit of pain that her more powerful grip than B4 was causing, and after a 5 or so second pause, simply said, “I am the Millionth Council, and what I say, goes. The part of them that calls themselves the Lambriggers is still totally under my complete control”. She told me 2 listen again 2 her CD and study it even more carefully. The answers to much of my concerns, is all contained in the lyrical content, and what she says, MC-SAYS; just as the CD says that it does. Never doubt me or try 2 run away from what I am planning 4U, she went on also 2 tell me. I said 2 her, “would U please give me a real waking world sign so that I can know and tell that this is not a silly dream”. She responded with the yellow and chocolate cakes that I purchased at the Incollingo’s grocery store, along with the receipt, and the van that stalked me just after last Christmas, and went on to tell me she is angry that I have unsealed some of the concepts regarding laser trace, and reminded me that the rules cannot B broken. It is part of a plan, and that if it was not so, there R those close 2 me, in this incarnation; that I would retrace, as I miss them. She then told me she would give me 2 huge and totally unmistakable signs to appease my non-belief. One sign is that just because the English alphabet pronunciations of the sounds 'BLU' and 'CRAN' R totally the same on astral worlds, they R not the same in English speaking waking mortal worlds. I told her I knew this. She went on 2 say that my punishment for doubting and disobeying my mighty Queen Mariah, is that she has now placed me into a world where I have blogged the facts in reverse, as Hammonton is the world U now live in. It is not Chatsworth, New Jersey. I have reversed the realities while U were here with me in this interaction, and now your town is Hammonton and this is the Blueberry capitol of the world. She went on to say that I was not supposed to tell about the tap boxes of blue-yellow, nor the saleslady Sherry-Lee Pote and cousin Petee Pote. I must obey my queen or ELSE. She said my second sign will B when I try to do my next blog. I will wake up in the MW and not B able 2 work the computer. I asked her if she will always love me as her ‘89 song promises, as deep within her, she knew even then, that she was my Sarah-Stacey. With that I walked over to the strange dude with the weird sort of peace sign logos all over his bright green jersey, and told him to leave her alone, or I would tear his lungs out, and squeeze them like rung out wash cloths; and he instantly burst out laughing, and the next thing I knew, it was July 4th of 1970, and I was in the same exact dream all along with TAWF, “THAT ASTRAL WORLD FAMILY”, that was what was all in the dream. It was the same dream, and like a wormhole in consciousness; one end was in 2008 physically, while the other end was in early July of ‘70. He yelled at me, 'look who’s talkin’ about bloody washcloth lungs all oozing bright red, it is U, booby, not me, ha, ha'. I knew that if I could just wake up now, it would B July of 1970 again, and it really would have. I did. I jumped off of Tom Reale’s large bed at the Cornwall Avenue home and yelled, it is 1970 over and over. I went out and ran down towards the ocean, and when I got there; the entire sky and sea was not as I had remembered it at all. It had become the backdrop on the homepage of the Morianity Foundation, go to http://www.morianity-foundation.com. The giant 6 foot 7 inch Sarah-Stacey came right out of the sea, she is the sea aniwho, and grabbed me and kissed me, and the next thing I know, I am awake laying here in my trailer residence, and it is after 4 in the afternoon. Sure enough I went 2 use the computer, and nothing, it would not move, nothing would work, not a bloody dripping washcloth thing. I called the Easy Staples Store where I purchased it, and told them that it would not go off, just showing a blank monitor TV screen saying, “EXT 3, S-VIDEO”. The computer department guy told me to shut the battery-backup box off and wait 20 seconds. Then he said turn it on, and so I did. After 2 reboots, it works again, but the HP adviser still is not properly loading up. I can not shout out 2 the FBI 4 help; no one can fight the great Mariah; and she most definitely RULES and RULES, 4-EVER AND 4 EVER. UR my mighty queen, and I am only your endless humble servant, my giant beautiful love. Please forgive me, oh mighty QUEEN MC.
Google Search Engine, Satellite World Interconnect System [SWIS], World Laboratories of the future in time illusion, this is a dying mans utterance and declaration. I must obey the commands of the great SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, I have no choice, SHE RULES THE EMPIRE, from 34th Street, to the end of the hypersphere and beyond, wow, talk about miracles Mizz Wood, and O’Hara!!!!!!!!! Copyright 2008, MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN. This is all the total truth and also doubles thereby as a legal document. This is voluntarily sworn testimony in any Grand Jury future proceeding. No omissions nor additions 2 this powerful and totally honest truth told in this web-logging-doc exist anywhere herein.
Another
SUPER BOTBAR weekend and scummer open.
E
N D --- T R A N S M I S S I O N:
SEPTEMBER
17, 2014,
WEDNESDAY
EVENING AT 11:00
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 73 DEGREES FNHT.
HERE
I SIT ANGRY AS SHIT. THE SIXTIES WERE GREAT BUT NOW IT'S TOO LATE. SO
DO NOT SIT THERE BROKEN HEARTED, COME AND SHIT, DON'T SAY YOU
FARTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HUMIDITY
IS 100%, AND IT FEELS 78 DEGREES.
DAILY
RANGE TODAY YO, (H-84/L-72).
Oh
well, why moan and bitch. Still, friend, I hope you do see that ever
since I asked you if you had any of my music and might send it to me
electronically someday, and if you have the Venezuelan Flower Song
from 1980, ALL HELL CUBED BROKE LOOSE ON ME FROM THE
WOMO-MILI-2-FAWCES, AND ON TOP OF THE ALREADY EXISTING HELLISH
NIGHTMARE THAT BEGAN ON A DIME DROP BACK ON 28 AUGUST OF LAST
SCUMMER-SUMMER TIME. At least it's getting a little cooler, well,
knock the mother fucking shit on unholy wood, lads and lassies. Yes I
do know for a fact, I have 3 or 4, maybe 5 peeps up here, not
connected with EW, RIAA, FAMILY CRAZYS, OR GOVERNMENT/WALL STREET
FOES! Stay with me, YO. TANKS, BROS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JANUARY
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ANYTHING
FAMILIAR, EVER ANY CHANGE?
Nothing
ever fucking changes for MARK WAYNE MOHR. This is why I can paste my
entire life all around, with no order of time at all needed or for
that matter, is it even real for me, Professor Kaku sir? See my
incredible argument and beyond unfathomable dilemma, sir? I don't
expect Terry Egghead from the Jersey Harbors to GET ANY OF THIS, she
didn't get in in 2007, and she won't get it seven years or 70 years
later, Professor. But hopefully, you are one of those 3 or 4 or 5. It
is my most sincere freaking desire, if I could have anything on this
planet I want, it would be you as one of those 3 or 4 or 5.
WOW/////////
~~~~~~~~~~~~~HERE
IS THAT HACK AGAIN FCC, BOB MCDOWELL; WHERE THEY PREVENT THE DOUBLE
LINE TO BE DRAWN/////, I MUST BE SO MOTHER FUCKIGN CUNT CHEWING
IMPORTANT TO THIS TOTAL TWISTED DISEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MAGNETIC
SOUND MACHINE, MMMMMMMMMM, HEAR MY VOICE PRINT INSIDE MY MIND WHILE I
AM TYPING THIS, THIS IS A MAJOR SIEGE, AND YOU ARE TO DO A MAJOR
COUNTER STRIKE. PSS, 'I' TO 'D' A/B TONE PHASING. TONE 1 OLD STYLE
AT&T IS LONG EEEEE VOWEL SOUND IN RED, AND TONE 2 IS IN BLUE,
SCAN ENEMIES AND DESTROY THEM, OR BE DESTROYED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO
TO G-189, G-1133, UNDER CG-18, AND STOP!
SOMEBODY'S
GONNA' FUCKING BE SORRY-ASS!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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