THE
MIND DIMENSION----CHAPTER 001
In
any human story, by the very concept of the word 'story'; there is a
beginning, and there is an ending, and then there is all that nice
stuff that is in-between the two. Anything that exists in the
multiverse, or the hyperspace containing
all of the virtually limitless parallel universes that exist; has
these three geometric trichodomy's.
Spell Checker seems ignorant to this geometric word, I assure you it
is not a word on the Mark Franklin Poor Richard list, and in my day
in junior high, at least; was taught to eighth and ninth grade
students, in fact, I will recite it for you, so a smarter generation
of programmers can redo the next series of spell checkers at
Microsoft Corporation. “For any two numbers,
A or B, A must either be equal to B, greater than b, or lesser than
B”. Getting back to my point; my three geometric
trichodomy's are slightly in variance to the mathematical law, as
stated above, that I learned at Haddon Township High School, in 1968,
from my Algebra Teacher, Mister Smolsky. What I am saying here is
that, in anything less than six dimensions (the 5-D hyperspace or
multiverse) everything, even great stories, have beginnings, endings,
and all the lays in-between the two. This would include our physical
lives as well. But what is causing us to believe we indeed ARE INSIDE
OF these physical lives here in hyperspace, exists well beyond 5
dimensions or the area containing all of the 4-D universes of
space-time. We exist as much truer reality in higher dimensionality.
We cannot do anything other than exist however, and so we do, without
time, space, or interaction of any imaginable kind and type. This
would be the void that escapes away into dreams, and these dreams
have seven dimensions of a sort, but only three seem plausible or
real and under any part of our human control, and those of course are
length, and height, and width. If these were motionless and frozen,
these three dimensions would be space, but not space-time. To have
that, things need to be in motion, creating separateness between
points of anything taking up space inside of these three dimensions.
When it is in motion, we have space-time. If nothing was aware or
conscious however, that is all there would be. But this entire
creation is a dream, out and away from the void infinity, and as it
dreams, and remember I cannot put anything in tents, so things dream
out into the hugest possibly imaginable item, when compared to zero
dimensional nothingness, and this is the plank realm. Going from less
than this plank state, to this plank state, by way of dreaming,
creates the energy of contrast, allowing a material universe to be
dreamed, but it needs to have laws governing both it as cosmos, as
well as permitting self aware entities inside of it sort of as the
children of cosmos, US, so that at this point, the dream is in a
state Morianity calls, STM or SPACE-TIME-MIND. This sounds quite
alien to people, but 100 years ago, which is an eye wink to the
cosmos; Albert Einstein's now proven Space-Time, was every bit as
weird and alien.
Up
through late October of 2014, I have focused on things pertaining to
only 3-5 dimensions, this universe along with time and all of
hyperspace. I told the story of the basic principle morianity knows
to be true, as the great SARAH KRASSLE
has shown me by taking me to her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal;
and revealed all of these things to me, along with ''SHE IS GODDESS
ALMIGHTY, and RULES''; and not Pedigree Dog Food. All kidding aside,
this is a true story. Other people tell their experiences of NDE-OOB,
etcetera, and they get at least listened to. I on the other hand, get
treated like I am a cosmic criminal. You know, along the lines of
what Agent Condor and Falcon were telling people, in and before 1988,
that if they do not surrender some photos of UFO crafts, and aliens;
and then to keep their mouths shut forever; ''they
will never get a moments peace for the rest of their life''. I
suppose this is my absolute proof, that what
has all happened to me, puts me right on top of the list of
the hush-hush, as told about on a very great,
informative, and extremely entertaining television documentary in
1988, aired by WPIX-TV, of New York City, NY-USA-ESMWG. I am
sure people can gain access to this documentary by either contacting
the television station, or writing to a local Congress-Person, under
the Freedom of Information Act (FOI ACT).
OCTOBER
25, 2014,
LATE
SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:24
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 79 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
ON THE DAY, (H-82/L-61).
HUMIDITY
IS 63%, FEELING 81 DEGREES.
GETTING
BETTER EVERY DAY, OR COOLER!
As
far as I am concerned, we had MORIANITY OLD TESTAMENT, then we had,
all that followed for nearly nine years, or the NEW TESTAMENT OF
MORIANITY, and now, beginning here with this blog-book, we have what
I am calling FINAL STAGE MORIANITY-M3. In an asy definition of this,
what I'm trying to say here is no part of rocket science whatsoever.
It is simply that maybe these blogs will post, maybe some will be
skipped, maybe I will stop them at any time without notice and place
them on ''privacy-only'' settings with the two websites that I
publish these notes onto, Blogger, and Wordpress. Both of these words
are owned and registered by them, and I merely am telling anyone now
or a group of centuries from now tuning in via Cosmanet Swis, or
other advanced system that takes advantage of time delay and
distance, to receive satellite internet broadcasting from human-built
space colonies (HMSC) in future times. Speaking fourth dimensionally,
right now, they are doing this, if this is meant to happen. Time is
only allowed to be separated in three dimensions, and not four.
Anyone who ever says or thinks that the present, the past, and the
future; are all simultaneously unfolding/happening, three
dimensionally; is totally wrong. You see folks,
old Albert figured out that this is happening, fourth dimensionally.
But all of this aside, I am going to focus on
telling my 'day to day' McBraire Educator Cooley-Hall life
'struggles', as well as move on to higher realm truths, that
effect my life, and everyone else's life too, with biblical proof and
foundation here to my words, when Jesus was speaking to Saint Peter
and promising to build a church on his rock, a spiritual
communication meaning simply that he had just proven worthy of such a
feat by allowing the same force controlling the life of Jesus, to
also control him, and making him blurt out in response to an asked
question, “You are the Messiah, the son of
the living God”. Astrally; this further translates to “The
Daughter of the living SAR-AH, or LORDESS, or GODD-ESS
if you will. The female domination originally on Earth is a part of
history known to me and despised by a dozen living here on Earth now.
It is deadly information. You see, if I was not
placed on a 'crackpot' list; I would be killed by end of day.
This is why certain people are on these lists. Those so listed can
say anything, and it is just mocked and laughed at by everybody. This
renders us harmless to their major protected secrets. But just how
many secrets have I learned on the Astral Plane from the GODS?
Believe me people of this world, you DON'T REALLY WANNA'
KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jane whore Fonda just got me, allow me to
compensate. Speaking of secrets, do you really think someone who
bends over fucking backwards to avoid seeing a string of number ones
each and every day, is going to see a million of these? Do you really
think that shit like this, is all just happening, Helter Marcucci
Skelter, nineteen-sixties bug crawlers? So how is this done? Well,
there is mind manipulation by way of (VIA) the ETOSS, there is their
strobelight mind control beam, and the list runs from this apartment
house all the way up to Atlantic City's Tennessee Avenue, I promise
you this, ladies and gentlemen! Now I will compensate with my fives,
and then we will move freaking on, my peeps.
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NOW
I HAVE TOLD IN ALL TRUTH AND HONESTY, THAT WHEN YOU TAKE INTER
DIMENSIONAL ENERGY AND RUN IT THROUGH ELECTRONIC GADGETS, TIME CAN
INTERRUPT FROM THE SPEED OF ITS FLOW, BECAUSE IT IS FLOWING NEARBY
TWO UNIVERSE DRAWLINES. I JUST NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT DRAWLINES. PUT
VERY SIMPLY, WE ALL TRAVEL IN HYPERSPACE, OR DREAM. MIND, THE VERY
REALM OF MIND, TRANSMITS AN ENERGY SIGNAL TO ALL LIVING BRAINS OF ALL
THINGS ALL OVER HYPERSPACE BELOW THIS MIND REALM. TIME RUNS AT
DIFFERENT LEVELS IN EACH UNIVERSE. SO IF YOU DREAM A SONG AND THEN
SING IT ONTO SOME RECORDING DEVICE, YOU HAVE NOW BROUGHT A
TRANSDIMENSIONAL TUNE INTO THE ELECTRONIC TIME FLOW OF A UNIVERSE
SEPARATE FROM WHERE IT EXISTS ORIGINALLY, OR WHERE YOU DREAMED IT
FROM. IT IS LIKE DRAWING RANDOMLY, A LINE ACROSS A PIECE OF EIGHT AND
A HALF BY ELEVEN PAPER. DO THIS. NOW READ ON WITH PENCIL IN HAND, SO
YOU CAN GET A BETTER PICTURE IN YOUR MIND
ABOUT WHAT IS BEING SAID. ON THE LEFT SIDE DRAW A RECTANGLE AND A
STICK FIGURE BODY ON TOP OF IT, REPRESENTING YOU ON A BED. DRAW A
LITTLE CLOCK NEARBY TO YOUR BED ON A LITTLE END TABLE OR DRESSER.
MAKE IT READ THREE O'CLOCK. NOW ON THE OTHER SIDE DRAW A COMPUTER AND
A SCREEN AND PRINT MEDIA PLAYER ON IT. IMAGINE YOU JUST DREAMED LAST
NIGHT YOU HEARD A TUNE THAT YOU NEVER HEARD BEFORE, AND ARE SINGING
IT IN YOUR MIND ON THE BED WATCHING THE
CLOCK WHILE DOING SO. YOUR COMPUTER ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE PAGE AND
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF YOUR DRAWN LINE HAS JUST BEEN USED TO CREATE A
MUSIC FILE FROM A CD YOU BURNED INTO IT. YOU HAD JUST TAKEN THIS TUNE
AND A MIXING BOARD AND A MICROPHONE, AND A KEYBOARD, AND DID A MICKEY
MOUSE DEMO OF THE TUNE, WITH MADE UP WORDS TO IT. PLACE A CLOCK ON
THAT SIDE OF THE ROOM ON TOP OF ANOTHER TABLE, SAY A DINING ROOM
TABLE, AND DRAW THIS AND THEN DRAW AN OLD STYLE ELECTRIC CLOCK, AND
PLACE IT ON TOP OF YOUR TABLE. MAKE THAT CLOCK ALSO READ 3 O'CLOCK.
TAKE YOUR SCANNER AND MAKE A MASTER SHEET OF YOUR DRAWING AND PRINT
OUT TEN SHEETS OF THIS. PUT THE DATE, WHATEVER DATE IT IS OR THAT YOU
WISH TO PUT ON THE FIRST TWO PAGES, AND PUT ONE ON ONE SIDE OF YOUR
ROOM AND THE OTHER ON THE OTHER SIDE. JUST TO GIVE YOU A PICTORIAL
ILLUSRATION OF WHAT MAY HAPPEN NEXT OVER THE FOLLOWING FIVE DAYS,
TAKE YOUR REMAINING EIGHT SHEETS, AND TAKE TWO OF THEM AND WRITE THE
DATE OF THE FOLLOWING DAY, THEN TWO MORE SHEETS AND WRITE THE DATE OF
THE DAY FOLLOWING THAT, AND THE FINAL TWO SHEETS AND MAKE THAT THE
LATEST FOLLOWING DATE. SO YOU MIGHT HAVE TWO SHEETS DATED SAY 10/29,
10/30, 10/31, 11/1, AND 11/2. NOW ON THE LEFT SIDE WHERE YOUR BED IS,
YOUR ELECTRIC ANALOGUE CLOCK READS 3:00 ON ALL FIVE OF THESE DATES.
HOWEVER, THE CLOCK ON YOUR DINING ROOM TABLE NEAR YOUR COMPUTER, MAKE
THE FOLLOWING DATES SHOW THE CLOCK AT 3 PAST 3, THEN 6 PAST 3, THEN 9
PAST 3, AND THE LATEST DATE OF NOVEMBER 2, MAKE THAT READ AS 3:12.
This is what happens to me in here, with brand new electric clocks,
and yes, you can use digital ones if you insist, I wanted you to
picture hands moving in your mind, one on the universe time where you
live physically here, and the other universe time, where the dream
happened, and you literally stole out of that world, a song from
there, recorded it electronically, and stored it in your Windows
Media Player files on your PC, or whatever system you may use. The
world does not break apart, and demons from hell do not appear with
swords and blood. But time runs in two speeds, and this is a secret
so powerful, that if I was not on a major crackpot list, I would be
dead by 10 tonight, eastern daylight time, I assure you folks!
NOW
JUST EXACTLY WHY TIME APPEARS TO SPEED UP QUITE SIGNIFICANTLY FROM
ALL OTHER SURROUNDING PLACES NOT RIGHT PRACTICALLY AT GROUND ZERO,
FROM DOING THIS, HAS TO DO WITH THE FACT THAT NO TWO PARTALLEL
UNIVERSES RUN THE EXACT SAME WAY, IT IS LIKE TAKING TWO SNOWFLAKES,
FINGERPRINTS, OR LEAFS, AND SEEING WHEN YOU WILL GET A MATCH, AND YOU
WON'T. THEY DO NOT EVER MATCH BECAUSE THERE ARE SO MANY POSSIBLE
SUBATOMIC SIZED BROKEN DOWN PARTS TO THESE THINGS, IT IS JUST
MATHEMATICALLY NOT GOING TO HAPPEN, AND YOU WILL NOT EVER GET TWO
UNIVERSES RUNNING AT THE SAME DARK ENERGY SPEED OR DREAM-ESCAPE,
WHERE WE AS LAWTRON-COUNTERPARTS ESCAPING THE VOID INFINITY, ARE
DOING IT AT EXACTLY THE SAME VELOCITY DOWN TO THE NEGATIVE 10 TO
MINUS A TRILLION POWERS OF NEGATIVE EXPONENTIAL. SO FOR WHATEVER
REASON, MOST LIKELY YOUR UNIVERSE STAYS OF COURSE THE SAME, AND MAYBE
SOME OTHERS RUN SLOWER, BUT ALL THE ONES I HAVE PLAYED WITH FOR
DECADES, RUN FASTER. IT COULD JUST BE A FREAK THING THAT HAPPENS WHEN
TWO THINGS CANNOT BE THE SAME, SO ONE HAS TO MOVE, AND IN SO MOVING
OUT OF PRCISE DUPLICATRED SYNCHRONIZATION, THE BRUSH AWAY CAUSES A
QUICK FLASH OF INCREASED SPEED, SO IT IS ALWAYS THE AWAY TEAM
UNIVERSE THAT GOES A LITTLE BIT FASTER, OR ITS ENERGY THAT IS, THAT
WAS TAKEN BY SOMEONE WHO TOOK SOMETHING FROM IT AND ELECTONICALLY
REPRODUCED IT. YOU WOULD BE SO DAM PROUD OF ME, BRUCE ALLEN PENNOCK.
KEEP FIXING THOSE ELECTRONIC THINGS FOR YOUR KID, ME, SHE CAN BUY OUT
THE WHOLE STORE, I DON'T HAVE THAT PROBLEM. AHA-AHA MIKE MICK!
AS
FOR WHAT HAPPENED WHEN I POSTED UP THAT LAST BLOG, AND PIECES OF IT
FROZE, AND I HAD NO VISUAL IMAGES ON MY OPEN OFFICE DOCUMENTS, YET
SOME POPPED UP ON BLOGGER WEBSITE AND SOME DID NOT, AND THEN A FEW
HOURS LATER WHEN I RECHECKED AND WENT UP THERE, IT ALL WAS WORKING
FINE; I DO NOT HAVE THOSE ANSWERS. ALL I CAN WONDER ABOUT IS MAYBE
MAGIC CHRISTMAS TREE ANGELS AS WELL AS MAGIC MOONS AND MAGIC GLARES
AND STARES AND STAIRS, MY ALL SOMEHOW, INTERTWINE TOGETHER IN CAUSING
ALLOF THIS WEIRDNESS, BOTH ON MY LAST BLOG, AND FOR THAT MATTER, FOR
THE LAST 60 YEARS OF MY FREAKING LIFE! WHO CAN KNOW SUCH THINGS,
OTHER THAN THE GREAT TEEN QUEEN SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE?
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This world died somewhere quite a long while ago.
I know you don't believe this, and you would be wrong. Compassion,
human feelings, all gone, replaced AS PREDICTED by cold computers
and icy technology, the absolute death of the human heart,
forever, s we evolve into the gods only know what. As sorry as I
could ever be for me; I am way sorrier for all of you uncaring
assholes out here. What has happened in my family and to me, that
was predicted by me in a 1980 song from the realms of dreams;
called, "Love Is For Carpenters", has all come perfectly
and totally 100% into fruition, I believe the song lyric still
sitting in the United States Copyright Office from 1981, can be
quoted, "We all have a number, none have a name, and all that
we do have, is each other to blame".
MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR
MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR
THE
'HE' IS NONE OTHER THAN former boss of my mother at the then
Lavino Shipping Company, now the Inchcape Shipping Services, in
Philadelphia Pennsylvania, with offices all over the world, from
Mobile, Alabama, to jolly old England. His name was Edwin R.
Potter, and he was from Chicago, Illinois.
Saturday, May 31, 2008short blog number 4
NEVER
MIND ABOUT THIS NCC-CLOUD TRICK, PEOPLE, THIS, JUST LIKE
HEAVEN, TO QUOTE MORTALS; CAN WAIT.
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 11 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.
GO
WASH YOUR HANDS.
GO
WASH YOUR HANDS.
GO
WASH YOUR HANDS.
GO
WASH YOUR HANDS.
GO
WASH YOUR HANDS.
OK
WASHCLOTH PEEPS, I WILL!
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THANKS
FOR EVERYTHING, DELMO, DAVE, DARIUS, & MCGUIRE. JUST ASK THE DAM
© OFFICE; ALL I EVER WANTED WAS TO BE FRIENDS WITH ALL OF YOU; AND
YOU DECIDED TO MURDERED ME! REAL HEROES!
ICPISTMCMM, CHAPTER 00067
THIS BLOG
WILL DISCONTINUE PERMANENTLY ON SATURDAY, 26 OCTOBER, 2014,
UNLESS MY READERSHIP PICKS UP OR AT LEAST STOPS DWINDLING. I AM
NOT HERE JUST FOR ONE MISERABLE UNMENTIONABLE ROTTEN SOUL FROM
HELL WHO WIPED OUT MY LIFE. NOW
WE ARE IN A NEW BLOG, THE THIRD AND THE FINAL PART OF ALL OF THIS
FREAKING MORIANITY. WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
MI
Apology to the world, for being the PROPHET OF
NOTHING from 1988, Princess Blackboat
Donnie Boy of Chicago's Aunt Alice
Gallagher Redrum Black Sabbath
MURDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
am mailing my letter of complaint to my congressman tomorrow after
work at the harvest, oh I forgot, I don't work there any more and it
isn't 2010 or 2011 either, not any more. I can see a lot of blimps
and balloons and baby lons, whatever lons are symbolically. Well, if
you ask Microsoft Corporation and its Spell-Check systems, they
might suggest adding the letter of 'I' after the first letter of
that word, you know, making LONS into KINGS, also known as (AKA)
''LIONS''. So who really out here still refuses to buy into symbolic
truths? WO, you just proved you're a buttwipe, YO!
Mohr,
Mark W., 1954-
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JUST
AS TOLD AND PREDICTED, BUT NO ONE WILL BELIEVE ME, G!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
THIS
PASTE-IN-PAGE APPLIES GREAT TO 10/22/2014!!!!
I
KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTNG HAMMERED
BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, JUST LIKE OVER THE FUCKING
CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS MISERABLE
ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP SINCE
AUGUST 15, 1986, SO I THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL
THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!!!!
My
blogs, archive them, please, kind folks!!!!!
COURTESY
OF THE WEATHER BUG!!!
Weather
Map is courtesy of CHANNEL
12
local South Florida TV.
Note: The image above may not reflect the
current alert state for your county due to a several minute delay
between the issuance of the alert and the map processing.
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WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
popped out of some wild NIGHTMARE when I was dreaming it was the
morning of August 15 in 1986. It seems I cannot ever get back to the
universe I left before I hit my bed, at that Cherry Hill home of
magic pharmaceuticals and soon to come MISS LEE TEENAILS!!!!!!!! Oh
Lordess (SAR) (AH), what a lovely world I am stuck in. SSSSSSSOOOOOOO
SIR ARTHUR CRANE, NOW WHAT DO I DO, YO??????????????????
SHARKEY
SAYS, JUST WHEN YOU'RE SWIGGING DOWN THAT FUCKING BEER,
AND THINK I AM ALL FINISHED AND WASHED UP; THIS IS WHEN I WILL BE
RIGHT BEHIND ALL OF YOU WHO ARE DOING THESE THINGS TO ME; WITH A
SLEDGE HAMMER TO YOUR FUCKING SKULLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEN I'LL BITE UP
YOUR DAM REMAINS, AND GO HANIBAL LECHTER. JEST WAIT AND SEE, YA'
DEMONS!!!!
“We
can always get back to this”, CRUNCH!!!
DEAR
DIARY JOURNAL TAPE DEAR DIARY JOURNAL TAPE; SOON;
YOU WILL BE A SILENT BLOG;
JUST YOU AND ME, WEEEE!
REAL
MOTHER FUCKING CUTE WHOEVER YOU ARE, SOMEONE JUST PUT A FINGERNAIL
INTO MY BACK, AND I AM ALL ALONE IN THIS APARTMENT. STILL THINK
NOTHING ELSE EXIXTS, MISTER PATTY JANE??????????? BOY ARE YOU WRONG
DUDE, W-----O-----W!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY TOM REALE IN JULY OF 1970 WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET THAT
NIGHT OF THE FIREWORKS, IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE
YEAR BEFORE THAT, AND WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER OF THE GREAT AND FUCKING
POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY!
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HOLY
CALL TEN AT&T CALLIO CHRISTMAS TREES AND SINGING ANGELS, I
DON'T SEE EVEN THE MIGHTY GAP PROFFESSOR OF NYU, MICHIO KAKU
EXPLAINING HOW THIS IS ALL BEING DONE AROUND ME, GARY SIDEWALK
STONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RELATED TO NASTY JIMMY BY ANY CHANCE,
YO???????????? DON'T SWEAT IT DUDE IF YOU ARE, HISTORY HAPPENED
AND NEEDED TO ALL GO THIS WAY, FROM THE ROTTENEST TO THE
BLUCRANNIEST BERRIES IN TOWN, HUH DONNA REED AND JIMMY BLOODYLIPS
CEMENT BUSINESS STUART?
THEY
CAN DO WHATEVER MAKES THEM HAPPY, MISTER 'FUCKIGN'
MOVCOMTURNERSVILLE, BUT HERE'S SOME 'FUCKIGN' NEWS FOR
THEM, BOB FCC MCDOWELL, OLD BUDDY FROM COOLEY'S WORMHOLES IN
HADDONFIELD, AND KING GEORGE AND HIS DAM ASS HIGHWAYS THROUGH
HELLFIRE AND DAMNATION. THEY ARE HACKING THE 'FUCKING' SHIT OUT OF
ME PAM BONDI, FLORIDA ATTORNEY GENERAL,
BEFORE I TELL THIS MAJOR 'FUCKIGN' NEWS ITEM, JUST FOR THE DFICK
LICKING RECORD, FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU WANNA' GET THESE HACKING
MOTHER FUCKERS THE CHRIST OFF OF ME STATE FUCKING POLICE OF
FLORIDA, PWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE, YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!
THE
LAST THING I WANMA' EVER DO IS RIP OFF ANYBODY'S FUCKING SONGS, SO
WITH LINDA RONSTADT'S PERMISSION, HOPEFULLY, I AM TELLING THE
ENTIRE WORLD RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW, LOVELY LOO VAN BUU OF LAW
AND ORDER, WITH OR WITHOUT ANY CORICEDIN MEDICATION; THAT THESE
PEOPLE IN THIS TIME AND HYPERSPACE GAME, THE AUDIENCE ON THE OTHER
SIDE OF IT ALL, MISTER FUCKIGN CUNT SHAKESPEARE SIR; AND THIS PUTS
IT ELOGANTLY AND POLITELY AS A MOTHER FUCKIER, ARE NO GOOD,
THEY'RE NO GOOD, THEY'RE NO GOOD, BABY THEY'RE NO GOOOOOUUD, RIGHT
LINDA AND POWER PUNCHER LOVELY KEISHA-99???????? I KNOW WHEN IT IS
GOING TO RAIN ALL THE TIME NOW, LOVELY GIANT GORGEOUS KEISHA. YOU
HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I WANTED TO TAKE YOU TO DC AND MARRY YOUR
LOVELY ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OCTOBER
24, 2014,
LATE
ON FRIDAY NIGHT, AT 10:33,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 66 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 86%, AND FEELING 66 & LOVELY.
Those
who wish to doubt my true story of MORIANITY, I say unto thee; may
the GODDESS BLESS THEE, poor fool.
You are free to think I am looney tunes all you want to, and I
could post up 18 wheeler truckloads of proofs and information that
corroborates my claims, and the nature of DOUBT and those who do
this (doubters) overpowers and overshadows and eclipses anything
that ever could be told, on or off of the early spring 1970 SUNRAM
situation.
DUH-DUH-DUH-DUH-DUH
HYUNDAI CORPORATION. JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ LOUISE, FONTY &
TWINBAY!
FUCK
THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD, YO, QUIT FUCKING HACKING ME, YOU BASTARD
ASS SLOBS, GET A MOTHER FUCKING ASS LIFE, WILLYA?????????????
ALL
OF MY OFFICE DOCUMENT PHOTOS AND CHARTS ARE BLANK, MIZZ BONDI,
FLORIDA, AG. PERSECUTING ME AND DAMAGING MY PROPERTY AND HACKING
ME IS HOW THEY ILLEGALLY GET THEIR BILLIONS, AND THIS HAS GONE ON
UNCHECKED FOR NEARLY 30 YEARS, BECAUSE NO ONE WILL STAND UP EVER
AND FIGHT FOR ME, NO ONE HAS THE FREAKING TESTICALS, MA'AM!
WHERE
ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU, oh lovely
 
Like
Boo. Where
art thou?
Please
make this all stop, ALL HOT HOSE BUCKET PEOPLE EVERYWHERE, and
Mizz Bondi.
PASTE-IN-PAGE,
HAY DIANA I NEED YOU TO STRIKE SOME ENEMIES, LOVELY ONE!!!!
THANK
YOU beautiful LIGHTNING,
for coming around and visiting your little boy yesterday afternoon
when you saw all the hell I was going through at the hands of this
evil wicked demonic satanic diabolical WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE!!!!!!!!!!
You are so BEYOND
RED HOT,
DIANA ARTEEMIS, MY ENDLESS 1-2-3 LOVER CODES FROM 1983. I WILL
ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
NOW
I ASKED KITTY-GAGA, WHY WEDNESDAY WENT SUPER BOTBAR AND SUPER HIGH
OTAMMIC, AND WAS TOLD, AND I QUOTE,
“MEOW-MEOW-MEOW-MEOW-MOUNTAINPEN, PCN-781. HERE ARE THE MATCHING
LIST-BOOK ITEMS FOR PCN-781, GREAT PEEPS!
JULY
TWELVE NINETEEN SEVENTY, GODS DOG, PROPHET OF NOTHING, BALLOON,
BABYLON, BUZZARD, EXTREMELY VIOLENT, MICHAEL
PATTERSON------------------------
EVERY
DAY FOR A SOLID MONTH SINCE THIS HELL FUCKING STARTED WITH THE
ROBBERY BY MY FUCKING CLEANING LADY; I HAVE AVERAGED FIFTY BUCKS
PROFIT ON MY DAD'S BOURBON WING ROULETTE SYSTEM, ON THE 25 DOLLAR
PLAYING LEVEL. SO FAR, THESE WALL STREET FUCKIGN SCUM FROM FUCKING
HELL CANNOT BREAK HIS POWERFUL MIGHTY SYSTEM. HE IS SOON GOING TO
BE GETTING HIS WING BACK AT RICKTOWN FUCKING MANOR, ON THE ASTRAL
PLANE. CATHOLICS CALL WHERE I LIVE WITH LIGHTNING, THE PERGATORY,
BUT WITH LIGHTNING AROUND TO PROTECT ME, I AM DOING OK IN
INFINITY. IT IS THESE DREAMDOWNS OFF OF THERE IN THIS FUCKING
FIFTH DIMENSIONAL HYPERSPACE, THAT I SURELY CURLY COULD SHIRLEY DO
WITHOUT, DOCTOR HOWSER AND DOCTOR SCHORR!!!!
SO
FUCKING SUE ME FRIENDS AND FIENDS; I SPELLED THREE-STOOGE CURLY,
SURLY, A TYPOGRAPHICAL ERROR, SO SAHWEEEEE, BACK FROM SEVERAL
BWOGS AGO, ELMER FWUCKING FWUDD!!!!!!!!!! What, you're gonna sick
neurotic
super-girl JENNY JOHNSON after me, .
WOW
Mister Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Neurotic
super-girl JENNY JOHNSON.
WOW
Mister
Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!! Neurotic
super-girl JENNY JOHNSON.
WOW
Mister
Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!! Neurotic
super-girl JENNY JOHNSON.
WOW
Mister
Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!! Neurotic
super-girl JENNY JOHNSON.
WOW
Mister
Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!!! y!!!!!!!!Neurotic
Neurotic super-girl JENNY JOHNSON.
WOW
Mister
Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!!
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I
CAN HONESTLY SAY WITHOUT HESITATION, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THAT
OCTOBER OF MOTHER FUCKING 2014, HAS BEEN JEST ABOUT THE WORST CUNT
SNIFFING MONTH OF MY ENTIRE 60 YEARS OF PRESENT-ME LIFE!
Happy blogging!
Posted by Cal
Smith and Katrina
Le
THE
MOON SCHOOL SEEMS TO HAVE MADE THINGS DISAPPEAR, BUT WHEN I POST,
THEY ARE THERE. I WISH I HAD THE 'FUCKIGN' MONEY TIME AND HEALTH TO
BECOME A FUCKIGN CUNT LAPPING SOFTWARE ENGINEER AND LEARN A LOT OF
SHIT ABOUT THIS COMPUTER WORLD. THESE
BASTARD FUCKING PRICKS ARE USING THE ((MOUSE WORD DISAPPEARING HACK)
ON ME, BOB MCDOWELL, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION. TELL THEM FO
RME TO GET A CUNT SNIFFING LIFE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DIM
ALL THOSE REPEATING LIGHTS OUT, DONNA GAINES! Crissake girl, it's
been 35 fucking years now, YO, my best to Sarah Krassle, tell her
I'll be there very soon. Then she'll tell me, “No Yancy, you are
already here with your teen queen, and are just having a bad dream
where you are Mark right now”. HOLY SHIT, Mister fucking
Ringboat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH
WOW HAVE I HAD FIVE MONSTER ASS MOTHER FUCKING WICKED HORRENDOUS CUNT
LICKING DAYS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, KIND, UNKIND' WHATEVER
CONGRESSMAN ANDREWS. GIVE MY BEST TO LOVELY ANGEL FROM BACK WHEN YOU
LIVED ON KINGS HIGHWAY LATE IN THE SEVENTIES. HAY IF CERTAIN
UNMENTIONABLE FOLKS ARE AT ALL CORRECT, AND THERE REALLY ARE TWO
ROBERT ANDREWS DUDES ON OAK STREET, BETWEEN 1975 AND 1980, IN HADDON
HEIGHTS, NEW JERSEY, THEN I APOLOGIZE, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY
STORY TELLS ITSELF; so suppress it that you want to, lovely world. It
is truth, absolute truth.
And
with or without all of the Shakespearean players on the great stage
of life, there still is an audience out there 'somewhere'. Morianity
is seeking the truths about detailed questions pertaining to just
this. You don't perform a great concert or play, to an imaginary
crowd that is only there in your fantasies. That's just common sense
to anyone's mind unless they are bomb-drunken out to la-la land, or
completely brain damaged to begin with. And I said none of this. It
was all William Shakespeare's great ideas and philosophies. I take
zero credit for any of that, do not attempt to ever give me any,
please.
Jupiter,
Florida, welcomes you to Morianity; Courtesy of CBS Channel
12-Television.
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