MARK WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS, CHAPTER 018

MARK WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS

CHAPTER 018 *** © 2006-2014 BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN

SO WHY DID I WRITE THE SONG IN EARLY 1988, CALLED ''PROPHET OF NOTHING'', INCLUDED IN MY 'EPITOME OF MISSPELLED HARASSMENTS' PROJECTS, THAT I SENT TO THE COPYRIGHT OFFICE; WHILE I RESIDED ON CENTRAL AVENUE, IN MOORESTOWN, NEW JERSEY; YOU MAY BE WONDERING AND ASKING FOR ME TO TELL YOU? THEN YOU CAN SAY YOU LIVE IN BABYLON, AND THAT YOU HAVE EITHER 'BEEN TOLD', 'GOT TOLD', OR NOW, 'YOU GOT TWALD'; AND AS ABBEY CARMICHAEL WOULD SAY, ALONG WITH HER PESKY NEEDLES; IN THAT GREAT CRIME AND LAW HIT TV PRODUCTION, CALLED, (LAW & ORDER); “EITHER WAY WORKS FOR ME”, SO HOW ABOUT WITH YOU?????????????????????

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!

That is universal and applies to all blogs so it seems, so why not make a nice repeating line of truth, I thought to myself, folks?

There is as I am sure most of you have figured out long ago now; QUITE A BIT MORE GOING ON WITH THE SAME UGLY STORY, and this is what I'll get to a little bit more on this blog of Sunday the sixteenth.

First off, the WOMO-MILI-2-FAWCES, on the magical date of 8-15-1986, did not BEGIN anything, or strike me totally out of the blue. Seeing this wrong, fucks up any chance to get my story out, and even have me vindicated, and justice be done as a result; while still alive as physical me in this current lifetime; so let us SEE THIS RIGHT. Fit's like a preexisting medical condition. If you have one, and then do something that worsens it; doctors need to know if in fact, this just all happened out of the blue, or 'was there something already there and in place' that merely worsened as a result of what you did. This applies to me in two cases. First in 1977 in a physical way, and then nine years later in 1986, with this outlandish and unfathomable, and totally unexplainable spiritual condition. In order to see things properly, we need to see if this really all just came out of totally zero nowhere, or if indeed, something already preexisted and merely was made far worse on that date, for extremely complex reasons.

NOVEMBER 16, 2014,

SUNDAY AFTERNOON AT 2:38,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 81 DEGREES FNHT.

HUMIDITY IS 72%, FEELING 85 DEGREES.

Coming to see that I already had something going on, and that something huge happened to me on that magical evil date, that literally took it into some kind of a geometric progression worsening of it; is the first required bits of total logic and reasoning, needed for even hoping to get all this worked out, and figured out; and maybe even recognized and stopped, and even possibly punished someday, as it should be. No ones life for any imaginable reason, should be this brutally ruined and destroyed with endless torment and torture over a 60 year span of time, and counting.

Now first off people, a television commercial was illegally made, and then aired by all three major American Networks, back in the end of the sixties, and aired for a number of years there after. I say illegal, because they took MY VOICE, and used it to make this commercial, without getting permission from my parents, either one of them, or did they? Who can know the back room deals of my father down in Florida or Louisiana in those times? Just like who can ever really tell me what deal was struck up between my so-called record promoter, Mister Lenny McKinnon and the Philly music owners and rulers of those days of 1980? As long as I am always endlessly kept in the dark and out of things, even nine years after that when my mother was asked by Jim Burr to join him and that asshole friend of his, Elsie; at the local area diner on the White Horse Pike, in Somerdale, just a mile away from where we lived then, at 1102 Robin Hill apartments. All I am doing with this on and on little rant now, is displaying a very obvious pattern of behavior by the ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY, since I was at the most, age 13 or 14 somewhere. But all of this is nothing, and I'd need days of frikkin' typed words to even begin to tell the entire story since I was in my early teens and up through when I was working at the RPL Sound Studios Lab in Camden, New Jersey, in late 1979 through early into 1981. So don't look for some quickie writing that could be xerox copied and printed and used as good court arguments and or evidence in my case, as this won't cut it for a moment, and I'm smart enough to realize that, in a dam New York second on time-steroids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, what then made the great catalyst, come about nine years later on in 1986, from the time that Lenny and I were doing our thing together in 1980? Well, before even going here at all, there's that frikkin' number (9) again, and 3 squared is 9, and 3 cubed is 27, and 3 quaded is 81. In about thirty years, people use that term for the (fourth-power) in math-circles. There are 81 PCN'S as many of you know. Then powerful (DREAM) of the 27, was given to me in early 1984 by LIGHTNING HERSELF, telling me right out front, “That's my number little boy, 27”, and then she came through the roof of what now is the Hilton Hotel in Atlantic City, on Brighton Avenue, and struck right through the number 27 circle at the roulette table where I was playing when I heard her adorable voice, that only the Copyright Office has on one of my EPITOME OF HARASSMENT tapes from the late eighties. But then there is the first jump of squaring the great number '3', and this is nine. The nine cycle in human life is major. Not one of you reading my blogs can disprove this in their own lives. I dare you to try, and if you can, I dare you to tell me. Take any age you were at random, and then add in 9-year cycles from that first one, and you'll begin to see an instantaneous connection with this life cycle. It was even recognized back in the early middle eighties by a then famous Florida Statistics Institute,, called the 'CYCLE RESEARCH INSTITUTE OF FLORIDA'. There's more than enough information on my NINE years of blogs now, that show these things in my own life, for anyone who really wishes to ever delve deeply into these truths.

You almost nailed me witchbitch Jane, HA HA HA, you failed, you rotten poor excuse for a human being!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Chapter 41 --- Speaking Now To The Unborn, only

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Don't ever let me know where your remains are someday, Jane. Fifty mighty Jaylo-guards won't stop me from getting in, and whizzing all over your grass, and defiling you big time, for what you did to me in frikkin' 1993, muscle girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I PROMISE YOU THAT JANE-WOMO-MO-M2F!!!!

''BACK'', REFERS TO LATE JANUARY OF 2006.

''BACK'' WHEN I STARTED THIS BULLSHIT ON THE DAM INTERNET, AND WISH NOW THAT I NEVER HAD, ED AND CHRIS, YO; I WAS STILL DOING MY VOICE RECORDING OF MY RECORD KEEPING OF MY PERSONAL DISASTROUS LIFE OF ETERNAL HELL.

Morianity Bible For Millenium Three:

Thursday, August 03, 2006, (JC TAPE EQVT #25,705)

Chapter 49 Just Call Me Poor-Whittle Ugly Old Joe Shmo, Who's Out of 'his' SPACE-TIME-MIND!

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, except of course for the normal and accepted amounts of negatives that life naturally deals to us all. Anywho, my guru and I had a small falling out early in July over the major hacking that I get, but I blew his mind with one thing that even he was not able to chalk off as my paranoia. Look, I am paranoid, and U 2 would B if U had 2 endure what I go through every single friggin day of my pathetic miserable existence. I did not say life, as it is not life. My hell is SUB-VAMPIRIC EXISTANCE, and that's all it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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CHOKE---CHOKE---CHOKE---FIRST DO NO WHAT, AMA? 7 and 12; the great SSJKK's 2 numbers; could have a book that is the size of the Britannica Encyclopedia, written on them. Where can I begin? Later I'll tell U-all just a bit more, but 4 right now, I must tell U this:
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.

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Atlantic City, NJ, [A C, N J]

Yes, the ATLANTIC OCEAN'S GREAT CITY, that SHE influenced humankind to build in the eighteen hundreds, is no ordinary place. And it was not my distant cousin, nor his plans to ruin it some decades ago, in 1983 and 1984; that is the reason for my saying this. This is way bigger than Donald J. Trump, in his greatest fits and ego rants, through all these years since. But no one has a clue of just why the energy of our biosphere system here on this planet, is doing all the things that have been done for more than four billion years. The one who designed this simulation, created an entire program to unfold where this one solar system was eventually destined to form, and one giant lovely world called JUPITER, by humankind, since her real name is SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE. This great energy system is also a biosphere of electromagnetic waves of intelligence. She sent her waves or her lightning over to our wimpy little world, and brooded over our dead formless waters, and then sparked them into existence with her magic words, I AM THE GREAT STACEY KRASSLE. On the exact frequency of her voice that only the Copyright office has a copy of, and in reverse, this vibration would turn this entire solar system into scattered subatomic super-electrons that would race around the dream (creation-cosmos) and only the infinity of pure void would be real all over again. My cuzz knows this, and is not happy about the fact, that I know it too. The second humankind made direct contact in 1994 with Jupiter, contact was made eternally, and we always were and always will be connected. Before anyone in NASA or anywhere at all in human history, even knew that Jupiter was filled with lovely powerful lightning; I had met her in the dream worlds here while dreaming it was 1992, and living at Misses Meeker's home on Route 561, in Gibbsboro, New Jersey. Take the road in either direction, and wild things in my life are all connected to places all along its great route. This even includes the GAP Harborfields Detention Center in Egg Harbor City, NJ-USA-ESMWG. Add up 5-6-1 and you get 12. 6 days and one to rest, 12 tribes of the Israelite's, and all stemming from the first casino that Cousin Trump put up in Atlantic City, in the spring time of 1984. InterDigital Corporation that I knew in 1983 and 1984 as the International Mobile Machines Corporation; were the patent holders of the great PRIVECODE MACHINE. Without this alien contraption, alien as in ESS-T3E travelers who own this great unfathomable company, as well as created it all, back in 1972, there would be no twenty-first century, not in the way that any of you out here can begin to realize and see that. But one thing might have happened either way, I'll admit. FCC Chairman Bob McDowell, would have still grown up and become a man, Mister Daniel Mackey. Do you have an alternative theory, Mashell Daniels? If so, you're entitled to share it and comment, even after a third of a century. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FOR INFO PASTED IN REGARDING IMMC, NOW THE INTER-DIGITAL CORPORATION, GO T CHAPTER 012 OF 'THE MIND DIMENSION'.

For many gorgeous autumn foliage images for blog pasting, go to CHAPTER 005, MARK WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS. Paste in an image from here to a current blog, and then enlarge it on the current blog.

Here are lots of great YOUTUBE SITES good folks, use them, or just stay stupid. We can post these at another time, great folks. Yes Frank Elliot of “L&O”, being a 'legs-man' meself maitee; I know I would stay just as stupid as your pal in that eats place, up in NYC. WOW, too bad she got engaged!

KIND FOLKS, MY LIFE IS CURSED. I AM PART OF A SECRET SO BIG, NO ONE WILL FUCKING TOUCH IT, IT IS CALLED THE HUNTINGTON CURSE, AND NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH THE INTENTIONAL DISINFORMATION OUT ON THE NET, AND THE OTHER HUNTINGTON CURSE. OH LIBRARY LINDA, I AM SO HAPPY YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS MADE IT BIG WITH YOUR ANCESTRY DOT COM WEBSITE. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, GLAD TO BE OF SOME SMALL SERVICE BACK IN 2010; TALL LOVELY GODDESS. W—O—W!!!!!!!!!! BECAUSE OF THIS CURSE, ONE PERSON IN THIS FAMILY FOR 2000 YEARS, BEARS THE BURDON OF THIS, RIGHT MORGAN COLLINS, OF THE 'DARK SHADOWS' TELEVISION SHOW, YO??????????

QUIT HACKING THIS MOTHER FUCKING MOUSE AND GET A FUCKING TURD CHEWING LIFE; YOU STUPID ASS IGNORANT JACK OFFS! JESUS CHRIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA MICHAEL MCNULTY, YO!!!

THE MIGHTY EW-MEDIA = “THEY”.

THEY got tongue tied after reading a blog back in the first couple of years of these blogs, and said Duma Argon, instead of Dukra Agron, during the event where the military base was attacked by some local nutcase, near Lakewood Lightning bus towns. Only David Roth and I appreciate that little pun, and he is not here any more, right John E. Davis and Lou Sauce, and all you Philly music industry crumbs, Lenny, Sigma garbage, and those two butt-wipes who think they're god almighty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOLY MOTHER FUCKING TOLEDO TECHNO POP, FOR THE LOVE OF JUPITER AND JUPITER INLET!

NO MAGICAL MOON SCHOOLS,

JUST LOVELY FLORIDA INLETS, FOLKS!

OH GOLLY GASH DARN GEE WHIZ ©

OFFICE EXAMINERS OF 1988 AND 1989!

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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-BIT!

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.