SUPPLEMENTAL BLOG ENTRY OF 5-17-2015
A mother fucking
fire alarm sounded at around quarter past one and was the now
deactivated about ten minutes later by Engine-15 of the local Fort
Pierce Fire Company. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOT-TV. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTT,
right after I went to bed after watching TV and yes, WEEEEEEEE, as
L&O was on from 5P-1A, boom, they hit me. It could be a
coincidence, but I am not buying it. It is slowly going back on a
roll for one and now two per day, and now at times in-between
midnight and 6 and no one wants this!!!!!!!!!!!!! To quote Mack
Kaiter from fucking cunt summer camp a while ago, “This is
ridiculous”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is as if they
waited for me to be in bed ten minutes and kaching, without the
ring-ring or the WAWV-Paula no-threats-please King!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WO BILLY H.
I am only going to
say this now because they have me really fucking cunt pissed off
right about now, with these endless fucking 60 years of abusing my
civil rights and destroying my life and any possible quality for it
ever being a life in any meaningful mother fuckiGN way; with shit
like this tonight which is only another most recent page in their
cunt huffing book titled, How To Endlessly Wipe
Out MARK WAYNE MOHR!
Folks, notice the
day that I had so many different fronts all attacked on that same
12-hour period or so? What was the cunt chewing mother fucking date
of this? The fifteenth, but the fifteenth of what? It was 5-15-15. It
seems ever since fucking cunt 080808, and Comcast Cable's cool
ESS-numerous-numbers of messages and cymbals that go crash; I have a
super fucking, super weird, and never forget, SUPER ROTTEN HORRIBLE
days, every mother fucking time it is the following year of
equalizing numbers. I was quietly mother fucking hoping it would stop
at 12-12-12, but it did not, as it is just as real on 3-13-13,
4-14-14, and 5-15-15, and I am really cunt chewing dreading
6-16-16!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh the fucking gods, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
Like
WOW.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2015
©
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
MAY
17, 2015,
SUNDAY
MORNING AT 1:42,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 76 DEGREES FNHT.
NO
TEMPERATURE RANGE SO FAR TODAY.
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 85%, FEELING LIKE 80.
WINDS
ARE STEADY AT ESE AT 10.
Just
why this number
calendar crap
is happening, I do not know; but I know that Darius
Evans,
AKA DEEZY SLIM of the mighty YOUTUBE, knows something about all of
this; and is not willing to tell me. A pouty child knows this is
truth, even though people love to call me a fucking liar, huh Captain
Birchbeer Crawford of 1981 New Jersey????????????????
A
pouty child knows this is truth:
Do
I have theories about why this is going down around me???????????
Sure I do but they are worth nothing, and you and I both know that,
folks. Numbers
are very powerful pieces of reality, or we can think of them as
broken-reflective images to reality.
Picture a mirror reflecting a truth that is behind you such as
drivers that are unable to turn their heads around, can use side view
and rear view mirrors, to see these truths behind them, and to the
far sides of them. Pretend you are cemented in place and your head is
tied as well, and in front of you is nothing but a wall-mirror. You
have a great view of the room behind you, as a result. A mirror does
not record this reality. Suddenly an earthquakes comes along and this
mirror shatters into zillions of broken tiny pieces. If they could be
put together again and hung on that same wall, and if reality did not
change in the room as a result of the earthquake, then and only then,
could the person see the view of it again, other than for being
untied. The magic of these pieces is that, just as numbers do, they
can indeed be put together in ways that may show what was there
behind you, or better still, what is ahead of that in time, should
things be altered before it is put back together and re-hung on the
wall.
Baby
baby baby, I am really pissed fucking off at this world right
now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fucking fat man from China says, “me' Chinese cookie is almost as prophetic as me' I-Ching wands that I left back in Ann King's place; the rented home owned by FBI-AGENT, Steve Caruso, of Austin, Texas”!!!!!!!!
THIS
WRITING ENDS HERE, LADS AND LASSIES.
JANE
MOPTHER 'FUCKIGN' WHORE FONDA JUST GOT ME AT ONE ELEVEN AM ON MY
CLOCK COMPUTER AT 2:11, AS I WAS GETTING READY TO PASTE THIS
DOCUMENT-BLOG, INTO THE BLOGGER WEBSITE. I NOW MUST FUCKING CUNT
COMPENSATE FOR THIS ASSAULT ON ME WITH MY FIVE'S!!!!!!!!!
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MY
LIFE IS CUNT HUFFING HYPER HELL CUBED!!!!
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