Let me
tell you a little up front shit, great people. I along with many
others have been placed on the CRAZY-LIST. This is merely something
like another of many cover-events figured out in the White House
Situation Room or the Pentagon War Room, all the Emergency Station of
Fort Meade, MD, USA, Never Say
Anything Club (NSA). All of what modern
day psychology was supposed to evolve into, after the giants in their
field and pioneers, such as Dock Freud; became quite intentionally
perverted. Those keeping great secrets figured out a very powerful
way of dealing with those who threaten their control and might by way
of exposure; are merely ''crazy people''. All anyone has to do is
ponder a small amount of time on this deadly truth, and they cannot
help but to see this nightmare is all real and true. Going on and on
with this, serves absolutely no purpose. The media does not believe
this,a nd thinks I am about as crackpot-city as it gets. The problem
with a few of us out here, is that we learn how to show that they an
go on with their antics all they want to, but stuff we claim is real,
cannot be totally discredited. This is why my meds were taken away
from me. Think about it. I thought the AMA and this industry wanted
to push meds on people, not to take them away from them.
MAY
26, 2015,
TUESDAY
MORNING AT 7:32,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 79 DEGREES FNHT.
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 82%, FEELING LIKE 84.
DAILY
RANGE-----(H-79/L-75).
WINDS
ARE ESE AT 6, GUSTING TO 10.
HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 156
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA, UNITED STATES.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR BLOGS 2006-2015.
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. A little tiny adjustment to what you all
think is real about life and memories and so much stuff relating to
all of that, and you would see shit that would change the way you
live and conduct your entire life. Probably, this Joe Paget Syndrome
as I have come to call it, is why no one ever tries to make that
adjustment. These things are built into the very circuitry of the
system we all live inside of, or the realm of Lawtronics, AKA the 7th
Dimension, by Morianity's teachings.
I
also wish to make another point clear. There is not a whole lot of
difference between using the I-Ching Meditations as was shown on the
great television show of the sixties, “DARK SHADOWS”, and the
Exploratronic Supermind Society. All of these I-Ching users, as per
the show and not what you will read in library books; are individual
dream-travelers. Count me among this great and really cool group. But
many have organized, and since travel means travel, any time ahead of
us or behind us in any parallel universe in hyperspace, has many of
these organized folks, and for all I know they are called the
Zulahatians, but I gave them the abbreviated name of the ESS, on my
particular blogs.
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BOM---BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN
So
for those billions that don't know what a GAME-OVER-DEMAND is; let me
put it in a unique way for all of you viewing this. It was 1974 in
July somewhere, and I was approaching the end of a five and three
quarter year stay and second longest stay anywhere in my 121
semi-annums of life as present-me-MWM, at the Dellway Arms
Apartments, in Oaklyn, New Jersey, USA-ESMWG. I went down for a three
night stay at a rooming house near where today, the Tropicana Casino
stood after being built in the eighties and I know the building is
still there, even though I have heard numerous casinos have shut down
since my coming here to Florida late in twenty-OHM-nine.
Some family company you have here Dancer Shirley
Crows!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hi
yourself, kiddo!!!!!!!
So I am staying on Stenton Place in Southern Atlantic City at age
nineteen and a half, on a mini vacation, in a rooming house owned by
a lady named Selena Dada. Not GAGA, but this is enough to make
someone go a lot more than gaga at the go-go bars of pre-disco days,
and all pre-doo doo doo days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now
let's move this along. A man came up to me out of nowhere, and told
me things that were beyond what any human being could ever know even
today, let alone four dam decades back into time. For those too young
to know this, it was a another planet back there, if you were not in
the fifties through the seventies, you really are on Planet-Next.
There just is no way to get through and explain it. You know or you
don't know, and to quote John Redstatehail Henningsen; “It's just
that simple”. So this dude of about age forty-five give or take,
not only knew stuff that was beyond THE
TWILIGHT ZONE,
but seemed to make it a point to tell me a lot about it; and he also
seemed to come and go, out of nowhere. I was on a beach near Central
Pier in Atlantic City, near what I used to call as a youth, Ziggy's
Jetty. It is physically not possible from where I was to come and go
in the wink of an eye. Suddenly he was there, then telling me wild
shit, and then just as suddenly, he was gone. I turned away a couple
seconds, and POOF, Mister Harry Potter again. How I wish I could
enjoy Hogwarts the way that all of you out here can do. To me, that
shit is just a normal part of my every fuckiGN day life. WOW that
fuckiGN jerk off door slammer is on a roll to fuckiGN annoy me since
he got back around five last evening. He is really slamming and it is
not even barely eight in the dam morning. It has been going on a good
half hour, Sheriff Ken Mascara, kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But it
doesn't end here. I went back a short while later to the room I was
staying at, at Selena Dada's place, and suddenly, this entire huge
thing just revealed itself to me out of nowhere, and it called
itself, the “LAW OF ONE”. This is where I just learned about ZDT,
or Zero-Dimensional-Technology. The knowledge just came into my head,
and all psychiatrists insist that believing things like that is
delusional and that this is merely a psychotic break with reality.
Hey, call it whatever you fucking like, head shrink industry, IT
HAPPENED THE FUCK TO ME!!!!!!!!! But during these times, where this
man appeared out of nowhere; my mom was working with a wild coworker
named Patricia Hollister. She is the reason I was able to learn the
secrets of the great FASCITAR. She put me onto so many things, and
the joke of it all is that if someone were to ask her, she would say,
I hardly knew the little prick. She would be right, but she would be
wrong. This is my version of the Temple of the Dragnet and the
Expanded Mind. Maybe Julia White and other ater-egos of this great
lady (Paula King) has her red and white version of all ideas, and
books, and bobs, and goddess help me after I post this, and this is
only 1% of the truth, and if I say more, I will be killed in here,
TODAY, by THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me now go and wash my hands, OK
OK OK Cousin David????? And W—O—W THAT, Lenny McKinnon!
I
have a super minidroid invasion, but that is to be expected. Every
time my disgusting trash nabes go away a few days, and then come
back; they bring the roaches and drunk bugs and other gross shit back
with them; and it never fucking fails. I only get up set because I am
always told I am not clean and I stink. I cannot help my glandular
condition from 1983, as the GAP
WASHCLOTH INVADERS FROM DUBLIN know only too well
is all true. But I at least try and do all I can, to keep a nice
apartment, and to keep myself groomed and smelling right. All these
cunt chewing mother fuckers attack me, and say
that I AM THE BAD FUCKING GUY all the time,
when it is the other way around; and this has persisted for an
agonizing dick licking lifetime now, and I am sick and tired of this
fuckiGN dam ass mistreatment. Animals don't get treated like I do;
and that is why I
turn off the ASPCA commercials,
as I am sick and tired of these assholes, trying to lay a guilt trip
on poor people, to part us from our tiny little few bucks we need to
survive; and give it to some fuckiGN ass animals. God says in the
bible that humans are first. But what God says in America does not
matter any more, and around the world. We all know how God feels
about unnatural love, and I am not going to go there. I don't give a
fuck what any of you do; I am quoting scriptures. Yell
at Sarah-Stacey fuckiGN Jehovah Krassle, don't call me up and scream
at fuckiGN cunt eating me, YO YO YO YO!!!
This
is all just reality, folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
Why
don't I ever feel merry, Merry????????????????
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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