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SO
JUST WHERE IS MY PROJECT
NUMBER 29;
OH MARVELOUS GREAT POWERFUL COPYRIGHT OFFICE EXAMINERS, AND ATTORNEY
GENERAL LOVELY BONDI?????????
CAN
ALWAYS WONDER ABOUT THIS WILD AND CRAZY WORLD, HUH MY FRIEND SHERIFF
KEN MASCARA SIR??????
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JUPITER
INLET CAM
WELCOME
TO JUPITER INLET, FLORIDA, USA
{{{((*HALLS----------WALLS*))}}}
CHAPTER
226
Well
people, as you suspected, there is a lot of fucking shit going on,
and my blogs are keeping very quiet. If I talk, I am a dead fucking
man. A lot of you know this already.
©
2006-2015 MARK WAYNE MOHR
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
But
I will open a few doors, a few cracks, just so we can all hear a few
real nasty fucking creaking sounds. No lakehouse door hinge
operations, just a tid bit of mother fucking shit, or as I said, my
life won't be fucking worth an ugly penny, a pretty nickel, or a good
lord Lenny McKinnon quarter, in or out of hot summer master blaster
days back in 1980; huh Stevie?
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The
nightmare last night needs to be discussed. So does the Book of
Daniel in the Holy Bible as well as several top name books about
dream-interpretations. But first, notice how when the hacking started
up on the previous blog from late this afternoon, so did the hack
when I tried to post up, and you can all see it for yourself. Notice
too how for a month or more now, the enemy has hacked out my
LIGHTNING MAP that used to show the location of lightning on this map
of the continental mother fucking United States. Take a look for your
dam selves, lads and lassies!!!!!!!!!!
All
it ever is any more, is a blank empty map or the area, as the
location of strikes is totally hacked away by the Milituforce.
Just
because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist
that they are not real and not there. I guess atoms don't exist to
them, or germs, or radio and TV signals, internet broadband and
satellite signals, electricity too for that matter. SHALL WE MOVE
RIGHT ALONG AND DISCUSS THIS A BIT MORE, YO!!!!!!!!
When
God showed the prophet Daniel, a bunch of future events through the
dreaming interactions of the King, and then used the hyperspace
towel-seepage to work the model so to speak; things being done that
are talked about in churches to this day thousands of years after it
went down, are very similar to many things that I too have learned to
do. I do not have it fully understood, but as with Daniel, my rubbing
shoulders with Goddess Almighty, and remembering it while in physical
matter form, allows some of this to be worked out by me. Naturally, I
do not have it all figured out 100% by any stretch. Now with the time
where I heard Sarah Jacobson tell Steve at the bridge just down the
way from Coolie Hall back in the early seventies; that she doesn't
kiss boys; and then it went down the very next day in waking life;
this is merely the fact that I had a powerful memory of my time in
hyperspace a short while back, and remembered it in full clarity, and
for complex reasons, the parallel universe I visited in the
hyperspace and was being a TYPE-1-Exploratron inside of my double
over there, viewing it as we would view a movie as an audience; but
this location atomically was extremely close to where my body laid in
a bed and I was 'dreaming', as opposed to being more distant in
hyperspace, away from where the body is physical. The exact reason
why thought and mind produces all of the interactions the way it
does, is only understood by the programmer-gamer in full. She doesn't
plan on sharing that powerful information ever, with anyone. I am
her, THAT BOY, to quote her, and if she is not sharing it fully with
me, I sure doubt that anyone else is going to be given the full dance
either.
Now
in clock time where my body was in bed, or the reality where I now
type this and you now read this, or shortly will be; I am guessing it
was just past daybreak here in Fort Pierce, Florida. Suddenly, there
I was in a parallel world here at my building. There was a church
that was connected to it, annexed somehow in a very strange looking
architecture. I found myself with a couple people who I do not know
here, and we were in the far rear pews of this church, and I was
saying how Satan is always attacking me an d that I never ever seem
to see the power of goodness or GOD. When it was time to leave, I
found myself taking the elevator down to the parking lot. I was all
the way at the far end of it as far as you can get, from the doors
that lead into the lot as opposed to the doors that lead out the
front way to the street which is Avenue B. Suddenly a girl about five
foot three and around one hundred sixty pounds, African American,
about age 30-39, without glasses, dressed average, with average
length and styled hair, approached me and told me I said something
that she did not like and I better stay away from her as she did not
want to go to jail, and was going to beat me to death. She was not
some huge giant, not that it would take one to kick my old flabby
pathetic ass, but she was extremely intimidating. I won't tell all of
the back and forth, but I went back into the building, and began to
remember both worlds, the one here, and there, and knew I was in a
dream, becoming
a TYPE-2-EXPLORATRON at that time; aware, yet not in control over my
double, or 'doppelganger'.
The architecture of the entire place seemed to grow more different
and more weird as the interaction continued onward. Now when 'dreams;
appear to skip from one section to another, or change inside of a
normal rationale, this in Morianity, is called dream-static, or
'hyperspace-static'. Just as static used to be in radio and
television sets back in their newer days, dreams also switch channels
or realms inside the broadband or hyperspace, and there is a definite
static, and that is what produces the weird unexplainable time skips,
section skips, and all the other stuff that many times makes
Morianity seem to be a nonsense story. Just because I never took
anyone down this more detailed road up until now,does not mean that I
could not have, years back. I did not feel the need to tell it all,
and I still do not. It is just too fuckiGN dangerous for me to always
go on a roll and tell it all, A to Z!!!!!!!!!!!!! Later on in the
day, I ran into the cleaning lady and the buttwipe across from me,
and they were talking. I have not seen them talking, not that they
don't, but I have not come up on them together, since that day I knew
they were together, when she came over to clean, and then kept going
over to the apartment across from me to visit with him, while she was
robbing me blind. I also heard a part of a conversation that is
beyond unbloggable. It would cause me a lot of trouble all over the
world, even with a tiny blog like mine, and being a total fucking
nobody. But my point is that hyperspace effect is very real, and the
Book of Biblical Daniel is very real also. I do not know this from
reading it and having religious faith. I know this from a lifetime of
fucking shit that totally substantiates it, and today being the mere
most recent event! Oh boy, THEY don't like this being told. HERE
COMES THE MOTHER FUCKIGN HACKING, FCC, AND ACLU, some nasty ass
mother fuckiGN WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK SHIT, YO YO YO!!!!!!! Here we
mother fucking go again, with another one, FCC and ACLU, and FBI, and
Sheriff KJM, and Mizz AG-BONDI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have no freedom
at all to tell the really heavy fuckiGN shit, folks. You can see
this, or else you're fucking blind as fuckiGN shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
BELIEVE ALL SAVANTS KNOW THIS; THE END!
This is Florida,
and I am not the only one who sweats in this sweltering fucking heat,
and high humidity; or who STINKS as the day wears on. DEAL
WITH IT; you rude arrogant wicked evil Floridians. Southern
Hospitality?
HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 225
JULY
2, 2015,
THURSDAY
AFTERNOON AT 4:31,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 91 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY----(H-92/L-70).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 56%, FEELING LIKE 100.
WIND
IS SE AND STEADY, AT 17.
The
mouse jump hack is major these days, federal communications
commission, YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!
WHAAAAAAAAAAAA.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH, SHF. KJM, SIR. I KNOW YOU HELPED ME TODAY, AND
IT IS VERY MUCH APPRECIATED, SIR. YOU LOOK REALLY COOL ON THE TV
NEWS, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY FOR YOUR RECENT LOSS. THE WAY PEOPLE
DRIVE, IT AMAZES ME THE HIGHWAYS ARE NOT A TOTAL KILL ZONE THAT
DWARFS THE MIDDLE EAST. I MEAN THAT FROM THE HEART, AND AM NOT BEING
A WISE-ASS. ANYWAY, MY DEEPEST CONDOLENCES.
We
have so many lovely pets here at 601-B. That is one great thing to be
said for this building I dwell in, kind Morians and whoever else is
'really' out here. Still, Tanstalker and Gawky are two amazing cats,
if I do need to say this myself; world!!!!!!!!!
I'M
SURE YOU REMEMBER THAT RIGHT CROSS THAT YOUR DAUGHTER HAS.
GO
DIDDLE YOURSELF, TAST. SHE ISN'T GONNA' HIT ME. AND YES, I AM THE ONE
WHO IS HAVING THE LAST WORD TODAY, SHITTY-KITTY!!!
So
great Ex-Guv T. Kean sir, are we really perfect together, or what,
kind sir?
TANSTALKER
AND MOUNTAINPEN
OH
PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME ANGRY, BILL BIXBY!
YOU
MISSED ME MIZZ DIRTWEEDS FONDA!!!!
Oh
great banker Heinz Gottwald Second Cuzz and late-great dude of
Babylon, NYUSAESMWG,
YES,
THIS GREAT COUSIN OF MINE MIGHT SAY, IT'S BETTER THAN MOHR TRAINS.
BUT I MIGHT SAY, WHY TRY TO HURT THE FEELINGS OF A POOR SEVENTEEN
YEAR OLD KID?????? THAT WOULD BE
ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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THIS
CUNT FUCKING LAPPING MOUSE JUMP HACK IS GETTING ON MY LAST MOTHER
FUCKING DAWN-MARIE KING NOIVES YO; YA' FUCKING TWAT EATING SHITS
WHOEVER YOU ARE THAT IS DOING THIS TO ME! NOW
THEY ARE MOTHER FUCKING HITTING ME WITH ANOTHER ILLEGAL HACK, FCC.
THIS TIME IT IS THE WORD-DISAPPEARING FUCKING DICK LICKING HACK, YO
YO YO YO; IN TOTAL MOTHER FUCKING VIOLATION OF MY DAM ASS CIVIL
RIGHTS, DAM IT!!!!!!!!! This cunt chewing hacking, is on my last
nerves, major ass big ass time; DAWN-MARIE
KING!
Why
scream about it though? That won't change a mother fucking thing.
''AND
THAT'S JUST REALITY SON”.
MY
MY MY, whatever you say, Dennis Snyder!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Well
old buddy, Brad Messenger, from 1969, a lot happened to me since you
used to play the hell out of that Aquarius Hair record over at your
apartment. WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
As
was said on the great hit television show, I have more viruses in
this computer than an old whore. Sup John Henningsen? Boy oh boy;
that fucking chain you gave to me, was sure adored by the Almighty
Goddess, SSJKK!!!!!!! HAY FUCKING ACLU AND FCC, THIS HACKING IS
GETTING BEYOND MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' RIDICULOUS, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I TOLD
YOU all from the very beginning back a decade ago, that I did not
remember vividly, those two statements that she made to me near her
great shop, for no reason. MY MY MY MY AND ALL OCTOBER THIRTIETHS,
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Magnesonic,
whoever is hacking my machine,
I want their dirt bag parents, children, and all loved ones around
them, to
quote STAR TREK's great Squire Garth Trilane of 900 light years away,
“DEAD DEAD DEAD”.
You are not the originals here, Paula Patton and Detective Elliot
Stabler.
Hay El, did you ever hear the joke about the one parachute in the
airplane, and the Mexican, the Englishman, the Frenchman, and the
American? Just thought you'd appreciate that joke. BE
CAREFUL.
My
mother fucking civil rights are being trampled to death, FCC and
ACLU, with this major hacking fucking shit, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!
YOU
WANT TO HACK THE FUCK OUT OF ME,
THEN
GREAT, HERE ARE SOME COOL SITES.
HOLD THE DAM MAYO, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HEY
THERE ALL SAVANTS, 'THE END' YO!!!!!!!!!!
HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 224
I
AM SCARED FOR MY LIFE, SHERIFF KJM, SIR. I WAS IN A MEDIUM-CLOSE
HYPERSPACE, AND HAD A HORRIBLE TERRORISTIC THREAT MADE TO ME; AND
THEN WHEN I CAME BACK HERE, OR AWOKE AS YOU WOULD SEE IT; I WENT TO
TURN ON MY TV, AND A VERY STRANGE THING HAPPENED. SUDDENLY IT WENT
INTO SOME MODE THAT MADE THE CABLE BOX NOT WORK. ONLY AFTER RESETTING
SOMETHING ON THE TV-MENU, DID THE BOX SIGNAL RETURN, AND THE PICTURE
RESUMED. BY ITSELF THIS IS WEIRD AND SCREWEY ENOUGH, BUT TAKEN ALONG
WITH THE FRIGHTENING HORRIBLE FREAKING NIGHTMARE, SIR; AND I AM VERY
SCARED, AND SO I AM REQUESTING YOUR ASSISTENCE TODAY. WHATEVER YOU
CAN POSSIBLY DO FOR ME WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED. I HAVE TO GO TO MY
VERO DOCTORS TODAY, THIS AFTERNOON. PLEASE TRY AND PROTECT ME FROM
THESE ATLANTIC CITY AND WALL STREET ENEMIES FROM EW AND BILLIONAIRE
HELL! THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH, KIND SIR.
WHY
SATAN PUTS ME UNDER THIS POWERFUL FUCKING DEMONIC OPPRESSION, IS
ANYONE'S GUESS. I NEVER SAID THAT IT STARTED ON AUGUST 15, 1986. I
SAID IT GOT EXTREMELY WORSE ON AUGUST 15, 1986. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT,
WORLD. THANK YOU KINDLY.
It
is now four minutes shy of seven on this Thursday morning, 2 July,
2015. It is 70 degrees with a nasty hot day predicted by the weather
people. But then, that is the least of my concerns!
I
have my reasons for not detailing the nightmare on this blog right
now, perhaps at a later time I will tell some of it, maybe not. Right
now, please please help me as much as you're able to today,
authorities around me. I am scared as shit!
One
thing is totally for sure. Someone somewhere, did not like the
previously posted blog, as to quote the great late President Ronald
Reagan, my enemies seemed to have ''launched an immediate
counter-attack''.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2015
©
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
I
TOLD YOU THE DOW WOULD KEEP RACING UP, GINA!
I
am fully aware how far out and fantastic all my stuff seems to be,
and I know it is all the truth and also know that those all around me
think I went totally mad long ago. That's just reality, son; to quote
you, Dennis Snyder!
HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER
223
It
was no fun at all, being kept by the two zoo-keeping wardens, Ann
King and her daughter Dawn-Marie.
But I lived through this hell on top of my physical agony and other
Otammic-Milituforce drama and trauma, and here I am today, living in
Fort Pierce, Florida, and still alive and breathing, the gods
willing. The minute they are not willing, this is when we all kiss
the mud, bite the dust, and meet the Queen, in more ways than one,
and without any TV repairs, or visits to northeast Philadelphia.
WOW THAT, all
crooked rotten repair shops everywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And
a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE
too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE
too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE
too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE
too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE
too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE
too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE
too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 223
©
BOM 2006-2015
MARK
WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR
I
wouldn't give anyone in America a thin fucking dime for the
healthcare and general welfare of seniors. In fact, the entire
medical industry is nothing but greedy Wall Street quacks and
duck-nerds.
Memorial Center For Integrative Endocrine Surgery
JULY
1, 2015,
LATE
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:40,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 89 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-92/L-70).
HUMIDITY
IS 55%, FEELING LIKE 96 DEGREES.
WIND
IS ESE, AT A STEADY 16.
Well,
Diana Ross may have sung about BABY LOVE; but these photos from
'TWC', puts somewhat of a different spin on that; don't you think,
folks?
AHA-AHA-AHA
AND WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
THE
GREAT AWESOME TWB. YOU GOTTA' LUVEM!
Let
me hold out my arms and cry like a crazy mother fucker, kind people
out here!!!!!!!!!!
Now
I am in no way implying that all of the people involved in my life in
one way or the other, are in their truer essence, Briggbase
residents. But a large majority of them are, and this has to be the
truth, as otherwise, those anti-pollution television commercials that
aired late in the sixties, with my voice on the one where the pigs
were on the beach, just never could have happened.
Audience
THIS
MOTHER FUCKING MOUSE-JUMP
HACKING,
IS REAL BAD; SHERIFF KJM, AG-PB, AND OTHERS OUT HERE, FROM FCC, TO
FBI, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!
Now
the problem with what I am going to say in a moment, is that without
believing in this Castaneda
Syndrome of Dreaming,
to call the ESS, and give it more credibility, since this is a great
world recognized author; none of this story called Morianity would
have a snowballs chance in fucking hell of ever making a bit of
logical rational sense. But
applying my powerful story, along with, as well as into, Carlos
Castaneda, and his great 'dream-books';
and finally, you will see some powerful shit is going on; and you
won't be able to deny it! Not with real honest logic and reasoning.
You literally would be forced to reach the conclusion, that Morianity
is real.
Just this man's great books are one thing. But take his books, and my
claims about my life for nearly 61 years; and you will get a blast
that is far beyond 1,000 atomic bombs. I promise!!!!!!!!!!!!! So as I
said, I could print up a few hundred words or more on any topic that
these blogs have taken you through for ten years now. Here is one
selected purely at random, but as you read it; try reading it while
remembering the Castaneda Syndrome. No one just falls into
interactions with a dozen people that all go onto be world renown
huge successful people, not unless they were say the Queen of England
or some big billionaire. It merely goes against all odds, all
possible statistical analysis, and on and on I could go. Let me
instead, stop and just paste in this little story.
Yes,
many folks have come to Fort Pierce, following me down here
literally. Some my distant family, some part of the ESS naturally,
and still others, whoever and whatever they REALLY are, some are the
soldiers on my side of this army-fight, praise the GODDESS!!!!!!!!
Rather
than rehash, let me expand and insert just a wee bit of fresh new
information, me peeps! How many out here are familiar with what
happened to me after I wrote the song called, “SARAH” on May 12,
1996? This took place on the second fucking day of August, about ten
weeks after this was written. My mom and I were in my brand new
Saturn automobile. The Milituforce made it suddenly break down. I had
been followed by a dangerous terrorist who threatened both my life
and the life of my poor elderly fucking mother. I was blocked in at a
parking lot by strange young females and not allowed to exit the area
for a short while. And by the time the day was all done, and my mom
and I had both spoken to the Prosecutor's Office in Camden City in
Jersey, after finally returning to our apartment in Williamstown,
called the Highview Apartments; we had just about been totally fried
and mother fuckiGN microwaved!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But
SARAH had only begun fucking with me, kind folks, her and her fuckiGN
miserable cronies from Atlantic City and the surrounding inland town
areas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have someone down here
who informed me that what happened was as follows, and he will deny
saying this or even knowing or speaking to me to his fucking dying
die, he also told me. When the waitress at the Egg Harbor, New Jersey
White Horse Pike diner told my mom and I that a contract had been
placed on my life by the local gangs in Egg Harbor and their main
Manhattan gang dealer mobsters; and was also told that I was a snitch
and this is why I have been marked for death, when in truth I never
had been anywhere near any of this nonsense, and it had been 10 years
to the day practically, since I was even in fucking New York City. He
said to me, he knows for a fact, that Dick Wolf, the executive
producer of Law & Order the TV show, knows all about me, and the
entire show reflects a large part of my life, along with some others
in both my family, and peeps that he and his peeps knows as well. He
said the episode with the two kids coming into the city, the girl
named SARAH,
who was shot, and the dude who was forced to work as a SNITCH,
by Detective Rivera, as
this episode aired right around the time of this incident with me;
was no coincide whatsoever. The boy was shot because in the L&O
episode, he was seen coming out of the police precinct and was
believed to be a SNITCH!!!!!!!!!!
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See
why the Milituforce is not all that fuckiGN swift about letting me
download/copy my 29th project, You'll Be Crossing Over”,
in case I use it on my blogs??????? Hey, be blind and dumb if you so
desire, sawn you!
Would
any fuckiGN person on this planet, go to all this trouble to prove
what I have been put through by the owner/creators of this planet, if
this was not for real?????????? Give me a mother fuckiGN break,
ladies and gentlemen, pweeeeeeeeeeze!!!!!!!!!!
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WELCOME
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CLICK
BELOW TO ARCHIVE OLDER BLOGS, PLEASE FOLKS!
I
got through the weekend, and a lot better for wear than those two
dudes who tried to do that New York prison break. Oh well; we all are
dealt cards, and we all learn our own unique style of playing our
cards. Taking both of these things together, and we get the
complexities of physical life in our new age global society. To that,
I will merely add, WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
As
I said; Mashell Daniels of 1980, and RPL Sound Studio Labs; the human
mind really totally freaking fascinates me. To quote my old pal Bob
McDowell, I find it to say the very least, “Vely vely
intelesting”!!!!
HELL,
IN ANY CASE; My life is one big fat ass fucking hell.
Hey
Federal Communications Commission, YO;
MAJOR
FUCKING HACKS!
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