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SAGA OF NON-MUSICAL SONGWRITER MARK MUD FROM 1983, PART TWO, 32 YEARS LATER, CHAPTER 00004 AND 00005, PARTS 'A & B'

Well, at least I know that I am correct in all my assumptions. It is getting close to the hour of my death, with poetic license used on the word hour, but very soon. This is why the pulse of both my physical life and my blog, are in a duality of near death. I am not shocked because I am always fucking right, and everyone who ever bets against my knowledge about shit, is always fucking wrong. I WOULD FUCKING KILL to be the one proven wrong, as sir Clarence Harris knows only too mother fucking well, from back in 1998 and 1999. Are you out there, CH? I doubt it, the world is rapidly leaving me, and I am happy to be rapidly leaving this fucked up totally jerked off world, so even Stevens and hail Mariloo 2U2, y'all!

The only people up here are family, and agents watching my every move, even though the world map appears quite scattered in area. The great family, and the great agents, are all over this world, IPYT, but I also promise you all another thing. The recent increase in screwing with me in weird ways is just further proof to me, that I AM RIGHT, but then, I always am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Oh yes, the old GITYA song had lyrics that seemed to defy normal mortal's logic, but not normal misunderstood STM. You know, putting the letter C back before the letter B, or putting the letter G back before the letter D, or a little bit of area hopping in an entirely new spirit of entirely new times, but really, is anything not a part of the great whole? The answer is of course, an unadulterated and unequivocal NO! Take it from here, R.H. Macy, with a big fat fucking ''W—O—W''!!!!!!!!!!! AMP that, Rockdroid Rottenberry MS Corp. Get lost McNulty and Sheila Franklin Berger!

You know the really knock out punch that was delivered to me, and of course at the time, I did not know diddly fucking shit squat what was really happening around me, but others did, oh boy did many powerful others. You know David was right in your dam assessment of you, Mister PP, don't let another person's light shine brighter than yours that is connected in any way to you, the gods forbid. Well, that was your suicide and to quote another P, who did not make it to this world in this universe, wow are you one hell of a fucking Komocossi pilot, my boy! You sunk me, but you sunk YOU, you're beyond a fuckiGN asshole, so go ahead and beat me up, dude! You know deep down, my blood on your fists won't change WHAT'S FUCKING REAL/E! Yes the real knock out punch, delivered as a super Jamestown-Shuffle flurry of quick power house wipe out jabs and follow-ended with the super knock out right cross that sent me sailing to the cosmic canvas of the cosmic fucking gymnasium, was a movie with Mary Tyler Moore in 1996, called, “SECRETS OF THE ROSE GARDEN”. In this fantastic fucking movie, the man who nearly raped and murdered her, and also was behind a crime long before that one, involving a lynching; spoke those words, that try as I might to believe it was not direct and intentional shout outs to me, I cannot; and that would be, and I quote, “You should have stayed crazy”, or really, I should have remained in a Bancroft Neural Health Clinic setting, forever removed from Atlantic City and the mighty family that was communicating with me from the Exploratronic Supermind Society, and beyond!

Folks, it was all started because the gods wanted me to blog the story of the past eight years. Everything else is a myth. This sounds like quintessential huberous, I know that. The problem is this however. What am I supposed to do, as it happens to be the god dam ass truth, whether anyone likes or hates it. What, you think this puts a dam smile on my face, my friends, cut me a brake Margie girl?????????

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Sarah Jacobson and her ability to show me several weeks in the future, in a dream, using the old pre-Morianity way of describing this event; with her so famous comment to jock Steve from school, “I don't kiss boys”, all went down exactly at a spot near a small Haddonfield, New Jersey, USA bridge by a small creek, near the school, in th every early nineteen-seventies. The 'dream' however only showed me, what she said to him, not what he then went on to say back to her, which was, “What then, do you kiss girls”? Then he was clocked by this giant gorgeous goddess and vanished after that, and this was a big strong teen boy, as we all know at age 16, some boys are small, and other boys are real football jocks, big and tall and muscular, and that was Steve, to a TEE! But then, like Billy Harner's 2000 'Summer of love' music project that I was the executive producer of, and PP was the producer, meaning for non-EW folks, I financed it, and he made it the way he wanted to, and I had zero to say about any of it except for putting my John 'Handcrock' on a lot of checks that thinned out my bank balance real nicely. But Sarah was not done with me by a long shot, as after this, came the Christmas tree song, and after that came the political discussions about an incident that took place a few months after she told me that I was sent information directly into my head back in 1967, about this 5 year later riddle that I had not yet figured out. She was speaking of the Democratic Office Building in Washington, DC, that was illegally bugged, and the entire incident had a lengthy trial, leading to a presidential impeachment, and following that, the stepping down of sir President number 37, Mister Richard Milhouse Nixon. It was not until almost 2011 that I remembered the song, and this blew my mind, because simultaneously to this, I had to somehow record and post an apology song to a social networking site we all know as 'Youtube', to this very same entity, in a different form. ///\\\ Please don't even try to crawl into my peta hell, ladies and gentlemen. To put it bluntly and abridge it to the maximum; just dwelling on it, causes weak minds to fail and fuck up. This has been seen and witnessed by me on several occasions, one being early in this century, at a work site in Pennsylvania, involving a co-security officer by the name of Joe Paget. Guess who just fucked up my day even mother fucking worse, you got it, JANE SHITHEAD FUCKBRAINS NOTFONDAU AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She nailed me with page cunt chewing eleven of eleven, as I forgot to block my screen on the left side where this appears. WOW do I despise and detest your miserable fucking guts, JF!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEIT!

Now in all honesty lads and lassies, just how some people live and sleep at night, and can not throw up while shaving, eludes me beyond any possible description. I have no words at all to even try and tell a soul how my mind is completely incapable of rapping around the reality that people really do exist that are beyond total mother fucking low life monsters, and beyond any kind of labels or descriptions such as sub-scum or bottom feeder from hell. Before I move this on, let me type in my compensation of beautiful FIVES.

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JANUARY 17, 2015,

SATURDAY MORNING AT 3:00,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 53 DEGREES FNHT.

HUMIDITY IS 86%, FEELING LIKE 50.

''HATE MY GUTS FOREVER IF IT MAKES YOU HAPPY AS HELL, WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE SCUM”

I HAVE NO POWER TO CHANGE ANYONE'S OPINIONS OR MINDS AND YOU ARE FREE TO DESPISE ME ENDLESSLY, COLD CRUEL EVIL WORLD. I KNOW IN MY HEART THAT I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO DESERVE WHAT I AM BEING PUT THROUGH, AND CAN FACE AN ALMIGHTY GODDESS SOMEDAY, WITH THESE VERY WORDS ON MY LIPS,

***BRO***!!!!!!!!

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Now I have told already on many old blogs, how the JAPANESE EMPIRE sat on the hugest fucking secret of the twentieth century, and how they tried hard to convince American troops that were captured by them during World War Two, about this truth, but history books in our schools here in this evil empire, teach dauntingly, that this is just communist propaganda at most, and meaningless dribble and rhetoric at least. Unfortunately folks, that is a total lie, and you just won't ever know this unless you choose to really learn that I am not a fake, and that my problems with washcloths, goddesses, and Wall Street, is all totally fucking 100% real!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TO ACHIEVE THEIR FUCKING HELLISH PLOT WITH THE PARALLEL EVENT OF WIPING ME OUT TO KEEP AN ENDLESS BULLISH MARKET GOING, THE EVIL MOTHER FUCKING WOMO-MILITUFORCE SCREWED MY ENTIRE DAY FRIDAY 16 JANUARY, ALL THE CUNT LAPPING WAY TO HYPER MOTHER FUCKING HELL; CUBED, AND CUBAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KMA.

Anybody remember this mother fucking shit from not all that cock licking long ago????????

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THINGS HAVE NOT EVER BEEN THIS BAD, NOT FOR A CUNT EATING QUARTER OF A CUNT LAPPING FUCKING CENTURY. I AM TOO OLD TO SURVIVE THIS HORRENDOUS DEATH STRIKE FOR MUCH COCK LICKING LONGER, WORLD; AND I WILL BE DEAD AND GONE VERY CUNT EATING ASS SOON, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If shit ever got a tad bit mother fucking better for me, I wouldn't be cock sucking fuckiGN able to stand the god dam mother fucking shock, and would instantly cunt chewing DROP OVER DEAD AS TOTAL FUCKING HSIT, PEOPLE, YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHY DID THEY do all of this to fucking me, you ask? Well, I told you, but you won't believe fucking me lads and lassies. It is called parallel-event, APE-ICPE!!!!!

Just because people can indeed do terrible things to weak folks who have no way of ever fighting back, in Jesus holy and precious name, my question rings out like the famous fucking Philadelphia Liberty-Bell, WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY? WHY DID THEY?

WOW, R.H. MACY!!!!!!!!!!

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WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!!WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!!WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!!WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!!WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!!WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!!WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!!WOW Mister Macy, does this world fucking BLOW; old buddy!!!!!!!!!! NO KIDDING?

MY LIFE IS 100 MOTHER FUCKING PERCENT SHIP HIGH IN TRANSPORT, AND IS NOT WORTH A BLOODY FORNICATION UPON CONSENT OF KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YEAH TWINBAY, I'M SORRY!

THINGS DO NOT GET MOTHER FUCKING WORSE THAN THEY ARE IN THIS YEAR OF 2014 AND IN THIS CUNT EATING PUTRID MONTH OF JANUARY, MY WONDERFUL KIND FOLKS!!!!! Yeah, that's what you think, a year in your future, buddy.

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THIS IS SERIOUS AS A DEAD JACKSON AND A 2009 FAKE BLOG IDEA!!!!!!!!!!

Well great peeps, let's get down to CASES now, as promised.

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Folks, do you really think there is one chance in five trillion fucking hell-fires that DAWN-MARIE KING was able to get herself released from that NEW JERSEY REHAB CLINIC in Seacaucus, with that beyond fucking Einstein perfect caper; that voided out her need to complete a prison sentence, without help from VERY POWERFUL SCOTT RANSOM TYPE PEOPLE?

Let me clue you in on some stuff, my Blogaud. If you know the story, fine, if not, read the blogs that tell all about it with some blog archive work. You'll be more than just clued in, I am going to pop off big time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORIANITY IS OVER. PLEASE BELIEVERS AND L-4 FOLKS, TRY AND HAVE YOURSELVES A VERY VERY NICE DAY, AS YOU CONTINUE TO READ THESE BLOGS OF THE MOUNTAINPEN. SO AHA-AHA AHA AHA, MIKE MCNULTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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OK Mister KING, since that is relevant around now in more ways than just your interaction with me at one of your great parking lots run by you and lovely somnambulist daughter, Patty-Paula; let me get on with the show that is most definitely not being run by your distant cousin and late, MRS. DAWN-MARIE KING. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here is the fucking chart from hell for MPB in this wonderful awesome marvelous year that has trumped all others for me at least since mother fucking Lenny-Honky name-calling 1987, seven years after this demon was beginning to make good on his threats against me from that hot summer back in Camden, New Jersey. They all can do some crazy things, impersonating queens and kings, soon they'll lie forever strapped, inside a field that keeps them trapped. Ralph and Sandy'll cry the blue, because their queen of hell must lose. The valve of space and time is gonna blow her fucking fuse, © MARK WAYNE MOHR 1983. Did you just say something to me, Mister R.H. Macy, sir?????????????????

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This was like World War 14.7 out there at shortly shy of nine this MOUUUUUUUUUUURNING!!!!!!!! But then, most mornings and nights and afternoons are certainly nothing to write home about. Who the fuck would I write to anyway, lads and lassies.

Oh this horrendous rotten Florida!!!!! Things here have sucked cubed and Cuban ever since I arrived in this mother fucking nightmare place, YO YO YO YO YO. Many say, Mark you fucking turd chewing asshole, you cannot run away from yourself. They're right but it is fucking cunt lapping jerk off SATAN that I've been trying to run away from all my life, and I am here to tell you this JESUS CHRIST fucking shit DOES NOT WORK; not for mother fucking me!!!!! If it works for you, then god fucking dam it, I could not be happier for you if I god dam fucking tried, BRAH!

Please try and overlook my extreme negativity, gorgeous TWINBAY from late 2008, at the great New Jersey Library in Egg Harbor Township, of Atlantic County. Holy Moses Seaparters, and 'JEEEEEEEEEEZ-Louise' and where are all of these little girls, Detective Fontanna Flushertorture? Now in our lovely state sir, we have big killer boy Zimmerman. He has had four problems with the dam law since he pissed off my old pal Stevie Wonder to the point where he won't ever entertain us Florida residents with his great talents unless things change around here, so he said, and I do not blame him. What did he do for gods sake, roll on ten cartels and non Star Trek Russican power boys? I mean they just won't jail that bastard, and he just keeps walking around causing big time fucking problems. If I had done so much as spit out a piece of gum, you all would be visiting me in State Prison, right lovely Pam, AG Bondi, you see, I know how it all works, and have since late in 88 with Mister New Jersey official, Bill Reed. W-O-W daughter, but then, only you can say it that cool, and only I have the tape after 31+ years. Let me take a pizza break now, folks!!!!!!!!

''That's not his problem, Misses Mohr'', says my throat specialist in early 1984, when he phoned her at her office, and she said, my son is slowly choking to death. Many folks believe he just thought I was nuts and needed to go see the other kind of doctor, you know, for whack jobs. But was this 'really' what this dude meant? With all of the great predicted wild and weird Orwell year stuff going down all around me, raining down literally with baseball sized hail; is that really all he meant, and even if he said and meant it, did he not truly know better, that someone did an unspeakable crime to me? Let's explore this a little bit, if that's OK with you, lovely 'MY'. Jan Nace and his friend may have done some projects like Sister Nasty, and Twisted Sister, but this is twisted exploratronic activity, if ever there ever a twist there was, because because because because because, because of these monsters from hell great CUZZ. Yes, he was in on all of it, the whole time, and so were many other people all over, in my family, and in other parts of this unspeakable cult from the Lambrigg Cult Base out on the Astral-Plane. I'll tell you what my dam problem is; and it isn't pigging out on Papa and Kate's pizza's all dam day and night; IPYT! However, my problems as spoken on the previous blog, are three fold. I WAS BORN, I EXIST PRESENTLY, I HAVEN'T CROAKED YET.

GREAT MARVELOUS PEOPLE, PLEASE; WE ARE NOT MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR, but instead WE ARE IN IT NOW. BUT IN WHAT, OH WORLD? Just what are we really and truly in, lads and lassies? We are all going to be getting our faith in our personal beliefs tested real well, as the next 46 months tick away. JUST WATCH AND SEE!

Diana my baby-blond love teen; I am going to crash and leave this body of mine, and take you to some really lovely water falls. I will love you madly and passionately. Then we can just lie together my awesome lightning, while I tell you how my love for you is endless, and keep holding you in my arms for a few million years or so.

ANNOYING FUCKING DEATH-ANGELS HAVE BEEN ON A FUCKING REAL ROLL FOR THE PAST WEEK, REALLY CONTINUOUS AND ANNOYIN GAS PUSSY HUFFING FUCKING HELL SQUARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YES LOVELY LIGHTNING, THESE PLACES EXIST HERE IN THE MATERIAL REALM CALLED HYPERSPACE. YOU AND I WILL SOON BE IN PLACES TOO BEAUTIFUL TO BE COMPREHENDED MORTALLY. I AM GOING TO LOVE YOU GIRL!

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JOHN J CROWLEY , Mister Tow-truck Ripoff dude from 1979, WOW, where did it all really begin?

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Last Known Address: 1201 ROBERTS WAY, VOORHEES, NJ, 08043

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