HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 152
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA, UNITED STATES.
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MARK WAYNE MOHR BLOGS 2006-2015.
MAY
23, 2015,
SATURDAY
NIGHT AT 8:00,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 82 DEGREES FNHT.
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 72%, FEELING LIKE 87.
DAILY
RANGE-----(H-86/L-69).
WINDS
ARE NE AT 6, GUSTING TO 20.
Memories
are not really understood by people. I am no genius but I can shed
some interesting light on the topic because of how it fits into my
own unique personal situation in life here in waking world reality,
whatever that truly is.
Those
of average intelligence can take a book, let us use for example
whatever state you may live in here in the United States, the study
book per new drivers who get a permit for a driving license and then
need to pass a written as well as road test. This and most tests are
done in multiple choice answers. If you have read something and need
to learn some new facts and information, your deeper mind remembers
it all, and your most shallow mind remembers very little of it. The
middle area inside of normal consciousness can be thought of as the
retrievable when needed consciousness-memory-system. You may have
totally forgotten the name of a person who you met recently, and yet,
if given a multiple choice questionnaire where one out of the five
names was the name you cannot pull up, boom, as soon as you see it
written down, you will instantly go, ''oh yes, that was it''. But
without seeing it, it is that so often experience of saying, ''it's
right on top of my head''. You know the feeling, but you cannot pull
it up even though it is right there. STM and many ways this cosmos
was designed, is why our minds work in this way but that is too
complex to delve into right now. When we try to remember a powerful
dream that also is right on the top of our head, yet we can't quite
pull it up; this is all part of that very complicated stuff. Before
you think to yourself that this is meaningless dribble, I assure you
it is not. But what really gets interesting is when you get into a
powerful 'dreaming experience' where you realize that your dream has
a past. To realize this, you first need to begin to remember you are
not having some meaningless dream, but you are along for the ride,
inside one of your countless doubles, in a parallel reality. Then if
you think about remembering your past, rather than the past of your
waking life, the past of that world begins to surface. When you
awaken back here again, you can remember that you actually had that
past, but in this other reality, and much of the time in-between also
begins to surface in your waking mind, as time moves on and you are
still here in waking body reality. This can be done mentally, and
even electronically. I know this doesn't make sense to a lot of you,
but without cursing or repairing any KFP or other MOOGS; let me
assure you this is real and not a bit funny. It may very well be a
large part of why my entire life has gone so wrong here in this world
for so very long. Who can ever know? I never claimed to be Mister
answers, and feel the need to keep repeating that to those who hate
me so much out here. I am not saying you all do, many do not, but
many do. Even a dummy knows a few simple little things.
I
seem to have angered the Astral Plane gods a lot since leaving high
school, and it all very well may be because of electronic stuff. I
have no one to blame for my shit, not even Monopoly cheating Bruce
from Barrington. Still, I have a great major respect for a tiny line
in a scripted SYFY show from the sixties, later voted to be the
number one episode of the original Star Trek television show, called,
“City On The Edge Of Forever”. Mister Spock was telling the great
Shatner about eddies and currents that appear to connect otherwise
seeming randoms, all together, and would hopefully bring both them
and Dock McCoy to the same area in or near a boarding house owned by
a lady visionary named Edith Kieler. If nothing else is accurate in
all of Morianity, which I find highly freaking unlikely; this one
thing I tell you, copied from that old Star Trek show, I fully know
has great value, and great truths, attached to it.
Last
night, or somewhere close to dawn this morning actually; I
experienced one of those dreaming-interactions, where I took control
over my double, and began thinking about my past, and it was the past
of that altered reality over there. This is not the right time to get
further into detail about this, only to mention that it happened,
will have to suffice for right now. When I am weak, it is not the
time to get into major stuff, other than to say it involved numerous
things, one of which was my fascinating trip in 1996, back to my old
high school and the year of 1968, and telling some peeps back there
that I came from 1997, not 1996. This is every bit as powerful, and I
seemed to know this all along even back then in those times; as in th
elate sixties when Sarah Krassle or whoever she really was, in
Atlantic City; made those powerful two statements that stayed with me
word for word, all these many many years, “Your friends are in the
shop”, and “I'm darker than you are”. This is no easy topic to
try tackling, and this was a decade before I was ever ''BLUCRAN'D''.
I did not say I wasn't killed and appeared to be laser re-traced into
some parallel very near atomic new reality, but I mean when I was
TOLD this was happening. I do not want to turn this into a M.C. Blog,
it is a lot more than this, but recently; I have come to terms with
the fact that I would be lying to myself, if I did not admit to this
part of things that simply cannot be ignored. It is just way too
impossible to do in all honesty. Then of course I take that powerful
scripture that talks about the three sets of fourteen generations,
and then came the great incarnation of King Akoslem. I have tried to
run away from this since Jim burr told me in computer school in 1973
and later on in 1974, all about this spiritual stuff. I only wanted a
totally normal life, and to become a very wealthy entrepreneur and
businessman. I was as greedy as the next mother fucker out there, and
wanted to take over the entire world. But in 1990, Diana took me
while I was living at 1102 Robin Hill, my third and final stay at
Robin Hill, while in a deep trance; to a place where I was forever
changed, and no longer had these goals and desires. Right around this
same time, Sara J. Karge, expired. If I had a thousand years to try
putting this all together like old Babylonian super-Sleuth of 1972,
that night up there with my family; it wouldn't be enough time to
begin figuring it all out. The reason why has to do with something
that Morianity labels, a double knowledge horizon barrier. The more
you learn, all it shows us humans, is that there is so very much more
out there in cosmos to learn. It actually makes us all dumber, to get
smarter, if viewed in a very relative vantage point to absolute
truth. Again, I personally relate to all of this, due to my life's
experiences.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
That
dam miserable water-witch-bitch Mizz Janey Sleazybags
sleazediseaseweeds crap, just frikkin' nailed me with her dam ass
page eleven of eleven attack. So here now is my five's compensation,
folks, YO!!!!
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