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THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT LIVES ON IN C21 AND M3, CHAPTERS 8 AND BACK








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I'M GODDESS DAM GETTING LOTS OF FUCKING NASTY SHIT EATING COMPUTER HACKING; BOB MCDOWELL, RICK SCOTT, FBI, FCC, AG-BONDI, AG-USA, ACLU, AND ANY OTHERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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Sheriff, I've not seen shit this bad since it started and kept going along, the first five fucking years of this hell, kind sir, from middle 86 through middle 91, holy pig fart eaters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHTY GODDESS!!!!!!!!!


THAT ASSHOLE NABE ABOVE ME, WITH HER ENDLESS TRUSTY ROSE CAJOBY WILLIAMSTOWN HIGHVIEW HAMMER; IS AT IT AGAIN. IT WAS HER LAST NIGHT, AND NOW IT IS ALL DAY TODAY. WOW FUCKING THIS BULLSHIT!!!! I THOUGHT IT WAS CAPS GOING OFF; BUT IT WAS HER ON THAT DAM HAMMER LAST PUSSY CHEWING EVENING, YO.


JANE DIRTBAG CAME REAL FUCKING CLOSE TO STRIKING ME, AND I AM GOING TO PUT MY FIVE NUMBERS UP AS AN EXTRA MEASURE OF STRENGTH, BRAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



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HEY, I'M NO GODDAM FUCKING EASTER BUNNY, AND I SURE AIN'T THE BEARDED GUY OF ALL GLOUCESTER FRIENDS, JAMES T. KNOWITALL BURRBARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






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You just go right on laughing at me. I know a magic person from Long Beach Island, who knows the biggest secret of all, Patty Hollister; and told me. You know, that SHE'LL get me for this. Well, she got me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!











I COULD MOTHER FUCKING CRY LIKE A BABY, AND THRASH MY ARMS OUT LIKE I DID THAT DAY, OVER AT THE PROSECUTOR'S OFFICE, THAT UPSET POOR RON; BUT I WON'T. HOWEVER, THIS DUDE SURE WILL, BREEEE!

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The peon people lose the second they get up in the mother fuckiGN morning. I'll say hold the dam mayo anytime I'm asked, CUZZ!!!!!!!! Cool shot with the bayonet!




You can search and search away kind friends and enemies out here, but will you ever really find what you're all looking for? Holy dam Callio and AT&T CALL-TEN back in the nineteen-nineties, I doubt it extremely.










GOLLY GASH DARN GEE WIZZ, ALL GREAT COPYRIGHT OFFICE EXAMINERS!!!!!!!


I TOLD EVERYBODY THAT DOMESTIC TERROR WOULD FAR OUTWEIGH ANY OF THAT STUPID ASS FOREIGN FUCKING BULLSHIT, 20 YEARS AGO, AND THEY LAUGHED AT ME. ALL THINGS CAN BE CHARTED AND PROJECTED OUT INTO THE FUTURE WITH GREAT SUCCESS, BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, YOU HAVE TO KNOW SOME BIG ASS SECRETS ON EXACTLY HOW TO DO SHIT, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!




Is anybody out here getting half as fucking sick and tired as I am at this new barrage cubed, of medical promotions and ad spots on the old tele????????? I know I am, just as I am fucking cunt tired of my computer being crashed and hacked by total vulgar scum sucking pricks, as just happened at nineteen mother fuckiGN minutes past one. “Tell your doctor”, is all we hear, about eight billion times a day, if we watch any serious TV. I would love to know what fucking cunt doctors you assholes out there running these ad-spots, all go to. My doctors bark out orders at me,and there is no telling them fuckiGN dogshit, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! If anyone can put me in touch with these magical television-doctors, please do so. If you do, I will gladly pay you 500 dollars, CASH!!!!!!!!!!





I can't speak for any of you reading these words, but I personally think this is totally fucking ridiculous!!!!!!




Hay, who listens to me anywho? Even this little girl would probably tell me to shut up and wise up and all of that, who can ever know, dock? All I know is that Morty fucking dirtbag Mortino is on my right side now with another nasty and annoying death-anger-assault.



OH DOCTOR DOCTOR, TELL ME SOME MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' NEWS, YO!!!!!!!! 'CAUSE I'VE GOT A BAD CASE OF LOSING SOMETHING, CERTIANLY NOT THE DAM ASS BLUES, OR 1980 RIVERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LET ME END THIS DAM TRANSMISSION.

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT LIVES ON IN C21 AND M3, CHAPTER 7



Please listen to my plea, Sheriff Mascara, as since I posted and read my last blog here at BLOGGER; I have been persecuted beyond imagination. First an immediate new FIRE ALARM again the second I shut down my computer. Then some illegal cap type fireworks began sounding outside my windows yet I saw no light. This is a gang signal in my opinion, that I am soon to be shot and killed. So this is a dying utterance, FOR YOU, and the world, Sheriff Kenneth J. Mascara, sir, of Saint Lucie County, here in miserable rotten stinking Florida, USA. As I speak-type now at 29 minutes past 7 on this Saturday morning, a nasty left side DEATH-ANGEL attack is bothering me quite severely, sir. I had the poser interrupted in this apartment at just past seven this morning, and also, around 2-4 sometime this morning, the phone was assaulted with another major squeal coming through it, in violation of my civil liberties, sir. Yes, all persons on internet reading this, whoever you might be; THIS IS A LEGAL INTERNET DOCUMENT FROM SOMEONE FEARING FOR HIS LIFE, AND FEARING THAT MY MURDERERS WILL GET SCOTT FREE AWAY WITH THIS CRIME, GOVERNOR RICK SIR; NO PUN MEANT HERE. This is a legal dying utterance and declaration, now being legally signed by me at half past seven this Saturday morning, on 25 July, 2015, Mark Wayne Mohr, blog handle: Mountainpen.







On top of all of this, Sheriff sir, kind friend; when I went to sleep, I suddenly found myself in a parallel universe that was not too distant, what I call (localized-hyperspace), or a vivid dreaming experience where the world around me mirror images things to my waking life fairly closely as opposed to more distantly, sir. Suddenly I am outside of this building, and a strange ET looking entity came up and told me that a large magnetic force field was surrounding the building, but not the kind one can feel or be effected physically by. When I asked for more information, he laughed a very mean ugly laugh and said to me, “You'll see as time goes forward, you snotty little shit”. Then he vanished in front of my eyes like that dude on the beach near Ziggy's Jetty did back in 1974 while I was staying at Selena Dada's rooming house on Stenton Place, in South Atlantic City, New Jersey, USA. Then Goddess Diana appeared as my 75 inch tall beyond hot ravishing late teen blond, and she told me not to go into the building, but like a total fucking blithering fool and idiot, I did not follow her advice. I walked in and the entire place became weird in ways that are not really describable in words. For one thing, it worked like out in the purg. Reality instantaneously corresponds to the thoughts you have. Many times it is immediately too late after thinking something. I will not go on other than my daughter and distant cuzz were suddenly there at the Crime-Stoppers desk, and I know I wasn't thinking about either one of them. They were the ones who then proceeded to tell me that it now worked that way in here, and that the field was growing ever larger, slowly engulfing and surrounding the entire town of Fort Pierce, and by the end of the day, all of the county and even beyond. It was an experiment to see how far the field would operate successfully, my cuzz went onto tell me, while MC was there laughing at me and pointing at me with some very weird looking stick. The powerful part of that is that she had this stick a short while in her hands back in 1972, where I had repressed the memories all those years until seeing a hyperspace version of it all, much later in the future on 5 October, 2008. Then she blurted out while trying to not totally bust out in laughter; “Remember the way this works Mark. Whenever you 'dream' major things about any of us; things will be very bad for you”. It seems that ever since I 'awoke' from being at Ziggy's Jetty, several weeks back; things were beyond total shit. Then there was 11 May, and then there was the following day where in 1996, I wrote the song, “SARAH”, Goddess help me; PUN MEANT THAT TIME; YO SHERIFF!!!!





Those who practice the 'hidden' (occult), know only too well, that we all leave small bits of ourselves all over places that we go and dream. Even if only cosmic prints, as touching an object physically results in leaving behind finger prints. Also, we all pick up stuff from our dreaming or hyperspace-travels. Those who invented sleep and dreaming, knew this was the intended result. Our bodies once long ago, required little to no physical rest and shut down into a sleep-mode. This all happened and was invented by the creator-female force, (MOTHER-DAUGHTER-ELECTRON) for HER creation. As for leaving pieces of ourselves as well as picking others up, during a lifetime of dreams; well, this is all built into the system of this cosmos on a Lawtronic scale. Some however, can get themselves into very deep hassles and problems when they begin to fucking discover really powerful hidden truths. Remember the word occult, actually means, HIDDEN. On August 15, 1986; I went into an extremely weird and non-Russian-Trek dreaming experience, and all great berries know about this, and flute players. Still, I didn't get to hear the words, “That's a rap, cut, take 6”, or any of that. I wasn't making a nice fictional show, or drinking any great Strongbow Cider. I was in a real honest to fuckiGN goddess situation, in all parts of the dam karoo, Mizz lovely WG. When I left that wild experience that lasted five solid months; things changed huge, and Jim Pratt from Gloucester City became Jim Burr from there. But there are other things involved in that goddess darn mix, huh Sheriff sir. Huh Legwork Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of Camden county, New Jersey, USA? You know Sheriff, all those years I sat there not even realizing the Congressman was real, you know what I mean. Then this shit. Can you blame the powerful King Family for wanting to have such a mother fucking field day with poor old retarded little Bancroft fuckiGN me, kind sir????




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I have no intentions of stopping this blog at this point in time, Senator Watergate. You can all go away and ignore me; but I do not think this will happen. It will swing up and down, like the stock market in reverse, you know, up and down but with a lot more down than up, but always there and always, if I allow it, very fucking annoying.
THIS IS WHAT YOU CAN GET, ALSO, BY USING THE INTERNET IN ANY WAY AT ALL. LAST NIGHT I WAS RESEARCHING BLOG PROMOTING, A VERY COMPLEX PROCESS, AND DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU DIFFERENTLY. IF YOU HAVE A MILLION DOLLARS AND SOME PEOPLE THAT YOU CAN TRUST ABSOLUTELY AND IMPLICITLY, THEN FINE, YOU CAN PROMOTE ANYTHING, AND THE INTERNET HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. IT IS JUST ANOTHER TOOL, AND WITHOUT MONEY, AND WITH ENEMIES, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO EVER BE ABLE TO GET ANYWHERE WITH ANYTHING, AND FORGIVE ME FOR CALLING THAT STATE OF MY EXISTENCE, TOTAL FUCKING ENDLESS HELL.



WHEN I WROTE THAT 90% OF MY BLOG VIEWERS ARE JUST MILITUFORCE SPIES, THIS IS WHEN THE SYSTEM BEGAN TO FUCK UP AND WITHI SECONDS, I HAD TO FORCEFULLY SHUT DOWN AND REBOOT AND GO THROUGH ALL THE BULLSHIT, AGAIN, PAM BONDI. I DO NOT THINK IT IS FAIR THAT YOU SAY YOU ARE MY ATTORNEY GENERAL, AND SEEM TO BE AGAINST ME AND NOT CARE ABOUT LITTLE PEOPLE LIKE ME. SENIORS ARE TOTALLY SCREWED IN THIS EVIL ROTTEN COUNTRY, AND THAT MUCH I DO KNOW, MA'AM, AND THIS SENIOR IN EMMEREFFING PARTICULAR!!!!!!!! THEIR MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' CUNT EATING STOCK MARKET HAS TO BE THROUGH THE ROOF. YOU KNOW RIGHT BEFORE THIS SHIT ALL STARTED ON MONDAY AFTERNOON WITH THE SKY DEATH SIEGE ASSAULT ON ME AT THE VIRGINIA AVENUE SHOPPING MALL OF FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA; MY FATHER'S BURBON WING ROULETTE SYSTEM TOOK A FAILURE. IT DIDN'T CRASH YET, BUT IT IS GOING TO. AND IT DID. NOT JC PENNY PROMOS, MISTER MICROSOFT, DIDIDIDIDIDIDIDIDOING IT WRONG OR RIGHT WITH ANY SHINY COLORS AND WALMART VOICEMANIL DAUGHTER MESSAGES! YOU MISSED ME YOU EVIL FUCKING WITCH, JANE FONDAY, YO, HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!! BUT WHAT NEVER FAILED EVEN DURING ALL OF 2015'S DEATH SIEGE, IS MY NEW SYSTEM THAT I CALL, SYSTEM-ULTRA-ULTIMATE-ROULETTE © 2015, MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR, THAT WILL BE COPYRIGHTED ON MY DEATH ACCORDING TO MY WILL, JUST AS MY OLDER DAUGHTER, MEAN AS SHE IS, WILL INHERIT MY SEA CHARTS LEFT TO ME BY MY FATHER. AFTERALL SPANISH GALLEONS ARE HER RIGHTFUL HERITAGE, HUH MACY BUNCH GANG AND ALL IWALU QUODDY GANG MOCKERS, AHA-AHA; HUH MISTER FUCKHEAD MIKE MCNULTY, YO?????????? ALSO KIND WORLD, AND CRUEL WORLD, AS THE HYPERSPACE KEEPS MAKING ALTERATIONS; I AM SHOUTING OUT TO THE FUCKING FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION. YOU ARE DIALECT IN YOUR DUTIES AS ENFORCERS OF THE LAWS OF THE UNITED STATES, FOR KNOWING WHAT THESE MONSTER MOTHER FUCKERS ARE PUTTING ME THROUGH, AND DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO STOP IT, THIS IS TRULY MISFEASANCE AND MALFEASANCE, BY EVERY DEFINITION OF THESE WORDS. AGENT STEVE CARUSO OF AUSTIN, TEXAS, YOU KNOW THAT DAWN KING AND I RENTED YOUR HOME AT 831 THGIRTEENTH STREET IN HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY, RIGHT AFTER LEAVING THE FIRST HOME WHERE I LIVED WITH THIS MONSTER 'FUCKIGN' FAMILY, OWNED BY LOCAL TOWN JUDGE, THE HONORABLE FRANK RASSO. HE KNOWS ME, TALK TO THEM, HE IS LISTED IN THE HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY PHONEBOOK FOR CRISSAKE, YO YO YO YO YO YO!




Well great Patty; I sure enjoyed our talk over the phone, six years after we had other fun in Atlantic City. You told me a lot of things, just like your fairly close nabe, Mister Jim Camden-High Y-Y-Y nabe, back in the day. Funny how he lived right off of Congress Avenue, but then that entire area seems to have their streets all named after politically oriented items; as Mister JB pointed out to me on several oaks. Oak, WOW, short for occasion, but also Oak Street. And then there is Quakertown, PAUSA; only I am not trying to get the lovely ghost whisperer all hot and bothered with this, and am instead making mention of a lady named Rosemary from the circa of the middle nineties and not early in the nineteen freaking sixties, YO BRO! Good old Ann Reese, Sky Cunesman, Tommy Codanado, Bobby Witherspoon, and Jackie Patteroff. Oh well, it could have been Patterson, but then there are so many of those names. Rosemary; you said I better not change Sarah's karma, remember, back in the end of 1996? How come she is allowed to screw mine all up, ma'am Allknower?





No friends out there, if there are any of course; this new system doesn't crash no matter how much mother fuckiGN bullshit they put me through, so they have to kill me, and this is what the year 2015 was all about. But there is more. Others out here have some similar problems, and it was the great Mizz Hollister who told me that, 40 goddam years ago when my number, CUZZ, was 609-783-4020, without any cellphone smashing or Nationwide Super-baby sized insurance Companies. So WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE that one, kind folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When they cannot crash my system by giving me major negamagging persecution; then I MUST BE COVERTLY STEALTHFULLY MURDERED BY THE NSA/CIA/BFA SYSTEM; and we all know this, snowed in or not snowed in. Well, in or out of Time Square, or Jordy's great TIME SQUARED, Mizz Q; this system cannot fail so I have to. Just as this following paste in from November of last year explains so dam ass well, kind Sheriff sir!!!!!!!!!!! YES THE SYSTEM IS NOT ABLE, NOR WAS WHAT I DID IN 1986 ABLE; TO BEAT BOTH THE GAME OF ROULETTE, AS WELL AS THE 'NEGAMEGGING' EFFECT ON ME; THAT THIS MONSTER MOTHER FUCKING WOMO-MILITUFORCE-TAWF, HAS THRUST UPON ME, EVER SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986. BEFORE THAT DATE, GREAT SYSTEMS APPLIED TO THIS GAME BY ME, WOULD CONSISTENTLY FUCKING CUNT WIN, BUT SINCE THIS MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' MONSTER SATANIC DATE; A LINE IN THE MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' SAND WAS DRAWN FOREVER; AND THERE IS NO CUNT HUFFING WAY BACK TO WHERE I USED TO LIVE. NOW, I RESIDE IN ETERNAL MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' HELL; AND FOR THIS INFORMATION TO BE SEEN BACK IN 1987, OR HEARD ON A CASSTTE TAPE AT LEAST; HERE IS THE MUSIC PROJECT IN THE UNTITED STATES COPYRIGHT OFFICE, THAT YOU NEED TO ACCESS. GO THERE AND TELL THE EXAMINERS YOU WANT TO HEAR IT, AS I KNEW FROM A MILLION BILLION MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' YEARS AGO, THAT ALL OF THIS SHIT WAS ALL GOING TO 'FUCKIGN' GO DOWN, AND THAT I WAS TOTALLY 100% POWERLESS TO ONE TINY THING ABOUT, IT OR STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOUNDS LIKE YOUR IDEA OF HELL THERE, MISTER JORDY ERTERPRISE-TREK, OR MINE; OR ONE OF OURS, MY GOOD FRIEND? MY BEST TO NIKKI SARJENKA COX. WOW DID SHE BECOME A HOTTY CUBED! You see, that was then, and this is now; and now I have something too powerful to let me keep on living; right Mister future President? Folks, he will make this nation powerful all right, but that is only going to be good for those here with power. All the rest of us, if he doesn't like us, well, it's gonna' be fucking curtains for any of us little one percenters. So vote any way that you want to; and see you in the cemetery. I never said the man was dishonest or not a fantastic American. Why shouldn't he be? America has blessed the fucking bastard from heredahelda and back, BRAHHHH???????



No blog in this universe that is just a fucking cunt balloon hoax, could be this accurate and this powerful, and we all know this to be true. All the things herein fit together in ways that you all know well, that a thousand Al Einstein's could not do this as a hoax. It is so powerful, that rapped up in this, is the total answer as to why the gun problem in America is not only real and here on top of us, but is only going to push larger dominoes into larger ones, and very soon, this entire world is going to be in very serious grave deadly danger. I spoke in the nineties about not worrying about foreign terrorism, and some who knew me thought, right sure yeah, some fucking prophet. YEAH? President Obama knows I am for real and made a great speech a short while back about comparing all of the local non-1986-mountain minor crazy's causing way more harm than all this foreign shit, I believe he said a couple of thousand verses tens of thousands now. But all this shit is rapped up in powerful secrets that this decade long blog project now, has talked about. If someone is ever smart enough to decode it; may GODDESS and Patty Fascitar Hollister bless you, friend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
































































THIS WRITING TERMINATES, kind Sheriff KJM.

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT LIVES ON IN C21 AND M3, CHAPTER 6

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SHERIFF MASCARA SIR, THE MOMENT I POSTED UP AND READ TH EBLOG ON THE BLOGGER WEBSITE AND THEN SHUT DOWN MY MOTHER FUCKING COMPUTER, A FIRE ALARM WENT OFF. SHORTLY AFTER THAT, AS I SAT DOWN TO VIEW THE MOTHER FUCKING NEWS ON MY COMCAST CABLE TELEVISION SYSTEM AT 5:17 P.M. PRECISELY SIR; THE UTILITY ASSAULT STRUCK ME, WHERE THESE FUCKING CUNT EATING BASTARD MOTHER FUCKING SLOB DIRT MAGOTS, DO SOMETHING THAT INTERRUPTS THE SIGNAL, AND FORCES ME TO JIGGLE THE WIRES THAT CONNEC THE CABLE FUCKING BOX OUTPUT TO THE VCR-DVD NMACHNE INPUT PLUGS, KIND SIR, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!! YEAH, THE MOTHER FUCKIGN DIRT HOLE SLOB TELLS SOMEONE TO DO SHIT, AND POOM; THEY DO IT, NO SWEAT FOR HIM TO DO THIS FUCKING SHIT, NONE AT ALL.


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I COULD USE YOUR HELP AND PROTECTION, SIR, THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Lightning came to visit with me again for a short while today, making gorgeous colors in the distance out towards my northeast. You'll always be my number one, great lovely Goddess Diana! My dirt ball enemies don't want me happy, right Doctor James Nonnick Garrigan of 1970?









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Lightning came to visit with me again for a short while today, making gorgeous colors in the distance out towards my northeast. You'll always be my number one, great lovely Goddess Diana!



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My dirt bag nabes across from me have been going in and out all cunt chewing fucking afternoon, and are annoying me big fucking time, YO!!!!!!!!!!!


1986, and the fifteenth of August on that year; are something in my life that is inescapable as well as irrational. Nothing inside of mother fucking sanity, can be a part of that situation. I know this, and lots of people who have great fucking power, know it to be totally the truth, as well. Will they come forward to help, or just make shit fucking worse for me; one must ponder. Well ponder no more after nearly three dick licking fucking decades, folks. They only chose to make things way fucking worse for me, YO!!!!!!!



From the middle part of 1986 through the early nineties, things for me were so bleak, that no six hour period could ever pass, that I did not seriously contemplate fucking taking my life, and all of the possible ways to get the job done successfully. Somehow I managed to survive this unfathomable hell. I can state with a knowing that no one out here reading these words could have. Hate me if you want to, but I know this as fact; not guess-work! Still, there are so many things that need to be addressed before these blogs can ever really shut down forever. One is those final years and times of the eighties, when this fucking nightmare shit all got a foothold and a strangle hold on me and my pitiful pathetic life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hackers have fucking knocked out my fucking SPELL-CHECK program, so I am going to reboot and see if it pops up if I do, Bob McDowell, FCC!!!!! OK kind sir, this hack removed by doing this.


People are incapable of going out beyond the tiny circle of their own truths that surround their lives and that of basic normalcy. So not only do I have to suffer this inconceivable fucking endless curse; but people shun and ostracize me on top of the already existing fucking bullshit I am forced to endure and suffer through.


The situation for me is so mother fucking horrendous that no words could ever hope to scratch any surface of this waking mother fucking nightmare. It is why all people around me love to annoy me and hurt me and fuck with me, from womb to pussy huffing cunt lapping tomb. And you wonder why my mother fucking language sucks a big fat throbbing hard cock at light speed fucking squared?


Life is a very funny old dog for everybody, and all of us in different ways. But if I ever told the truth about the wormhole in the Cooley Hall, and all that I know about it along with two of its other triangulated counter-points, and how this seems to have effected Gloucester City in New Jersey; I honestly believe the entire world would go stark raving fucking looney tunes within eight hours. I am going to paste in a few things that are very necessary at this exact time and in the days to follow. You see people, we all are, because we really have many trillion tiny little parts of ourselves interacting in a hyperspace that is three dimensionally to the Neuro-Surgeons, only this is one hell of an Einsteinian fucking illusion, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This entire computer has been hacked again, Federal Communications Commission, Bob McDowell sir. The Weather Bug TWB, and other shit, is inoperative, and the entire system is trying to crash, Mizz Pam AG Bondi, Sheriff Ken Mascara of Saint Lucie County, and Governor Rick Scott, and ACLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


TWB has been all hacked out, and no readings are up there. I cannot give any information onto the blog other than it is now 9:40 AM, 11 May, 2015, and we are just now entering the official middle of May, that runs from 8 AM today through 4 PM on the twentieth. The temperature reading on the screen icon shows 68 degrees but it is not a trustworthy reading because clicking onto the TWB-APP shows 0 degrees and all other readings show up blanks.




As you know, I was MIND HACKED when I printed the chapter number on my previous blog, it was not 115 but 125, and this is 126, but because I have put in parts of other additional sections that on my document files are sort of titled the 'B' to the other un-lettered A-number chapters, I have called this blog CH. 125/126---A & B.



Now the system saves immediately at a quarter shy of ten. Yesterday got very hot and humid and felt into the mid ninetyish range here in Fort Pierce. The weekend was another hot one. As you know they ruined it by destroying another one of my video machines that I will have to take to my new repair guy. But the story that led up to how and why it broke is even larger than just the event of it being broken for absolutely no good logical reason, ''out of the blue again'' of course. I call this being BLUCRAN'D! It is nothing to joke or laugh about, so don't expect to see a bunch of Chester Perkowski stuff here, Misses Bassler and everyone else. We all had out lives changed by Tennessee Avenue of ACNJUSA, Chester, not just you. Only I do not in the very same sentence say both this, and then say all is fine and normal. I am wondering who is wilder in the grand scheme of al of this nightmare crap, you, or 1969's Secretary of State McNamara? PP also is on that list of who is really wilder. After-all, David Roth and I saw instantly the absurdity of his letter to me back in the late part of last century, yet PP read it and said, ''we were both whackadoodles''. I believe that's a direct quote. How people can be like that when shit is right there in black and white, can only be explained by the very same thing that explains rationally, all of the unknown mysteries that humankind has wondered about since its existence. This would be none other than the Exploratronic Supermind Society.


Up until watching that great Tom Cruise movie back on Saturday; I know that things were different than they are for me now, regarding his being in a situation in the show where before firing in a dogfight, he said, “What's my excuse”. This has somehow been blotted out of reality, in the very same way that the Almighty claims in the Christian Bible, our sins will be blotted out, if we accept the Lord JESUS CHRIST as our personal lord and Savior, and then repent and turn away from our sins to become 'born again'. Poof Potter, it has been blotted out, just as in my suddenly being in different towns in 2008, Chatsworth verses Hammonton, even if I am not a WZYV Hanging in there Huntington of all the great 2007 forest-fires, and secret magnification weaponry; Mister Archimedes. Where are you when I need you, John and Photeous of 10-SC Avenue? Only the ESS explains it all, and leaves out nothing. But it is too wild for people to grasp. Even the mighty and ever so wise CHINESE folks who knew first about all of this before any of its cohabitant populations anywhere; with their book of changes or the 'I-CHING'. Craig Mirrors and I shared a few wild talks about playing around with this wild tool and he was no ordinary person. I have an ability to see a more perfect truth if it is reflected. One day while he was over at my Somerdale home on Harvard Avenue along with his coworker, Fred Winstein; back in the summer time of 1997; I saw his reflection in a large bedroom mirror, as we all were in my room doing something with a computer that I had bought from them at their Radio Shack Store. He appeared perfectly normal to look at him directly, but when I saw him reflected in my large mirror, he looked like the slowly worsening portrait of the famous Dorian Gray. Who knows what I may have looked like to him through that mirror, as we both played around with the I-CHING.



It was shortly after this incident with Mirrors Craig that I had Fred Winstein over only, and the computer went nuts like in a horror fucking movie, and the power went off as well. In those days it was dial up internet, and so the phone was needed to go online. There was a horrible noise that was made and then you were, hopefully, connected. This tied up your telephone also. Really young peeps today do not remember these earlier internet days. A strange automobile was parked right outside my house, and there was no reason for it. Fred and I were convinced a bomb was in it, and would be going off soon. It didn't, but the entire shit was right out of a Steven King and James Patterson commingled novel from hell! Fred said the same thing to me that David Roth went onto say a couple of years later. “The Callio's are too powerful. If we keep digging around, they're gonna' kill the both of us, and get scott free away with it”. You know, the Dawn King Syndrome of knowing that my kid would as well, if she wanted to ice me. But Dawn was a bigger issue. I don't need to be hit with a pile of bricks to know she was used from time to time by ESS, and my kid owns and controls ESS along with all other things. As she said from the top of the Empire State Building back in 2008, and it went over everyone's head bu mine, just as she knew would be the result, “I RULE”. And she does. A year after I ran away, twelve and a half months later, on New Years Day of 2011, Dawn died in the Atlanticare Hospital, and they all just let her die, to quote Ann King. This was a very strong and healthy 42 year old woman, folks. Give me a break. I was born at 9:30, but not at night. Even if I had been born at night, this was not last night, and I don't buy into one nine hundredth of all of these crazy nutty unexplainable coincidences; ADA Abbey Lowtolerance Carmichael. Notice speaking of patterns and timing and coincidences and all of this horse shit; two weeks before last evening's attack, was the other strange voice in my head to turn on the radio bullshit. It is all on blogs from that time in case you missed it, and I am not planning to repeat and reiterate it right now.


Attacks on me come in both short and long running spurts of stuff. Rapped up in this magic is why the entire thing since middle late summer of 1986 started all of this nightmare hell with me.


Attacks on me come in both short and long running spurts of stuff. Rapped up in this magic is why the entire thing since middle late summer of 1986 started all of this nightmare hell with me.


Attacks on me come in both short and long running spurts of stuff. Rapped up in this magic is why the entire thing since middle late summer of 1986 started all of this nightmare hell with me.


Attacks on me come in both short and long running spurts of stuff. Rapped up in this magic is why the entire thing since middle late summer of 1986 started all of this nightmare hell with me.











































































































































































































































Well, so why did I begin playing with voices and tape recorders, 'MOTHER/DAUGHTER/ELECTRON' ???












On some occasions, I agree with Cuzz Donnie. When asked about someone else, he said, ask his wife. I thought that was a fantastic response, and I give credit where credit is due. Hey, ask Bruce Pennock and Bob McDowell, and then, well; ask Patty, and all the Macy Bunch, even my Cuzz, as he knows a lot about dear old sweet little me, from here to Highview and even the great beyond!!!

People, I started messing with this after Bruce Pennock put me onto one simple trick back in 1972. But then the student went way past the professor. I learned that reality would respond to the will of the electromagnetic's that ran tape recorders, IF OF COURSE, you were both onto and aware of it, as well as understood a few other little facts not known by too many in this part of the universe. Some right about now might say, “Shit Mountainpen, ain't that the fucking cat's meow?


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SO JUST WHERE IS MY PROJECT NUMBER 29, OH MARVELOUS GREAT POWERFUL COPYRIGHT OFFICE EXAMINERS, AND LOVELY ATTORNEY GENERAL PAM BONDI???


Talk about the diction that only we know; bugler blower! I do think you were totally correct about all the shit you told me, kind friend. Ever think about retiring down here in this lovely wasteland they call Florida? WEEEEEEEEEE!

Talk about the diction that only we know; bugler blower! I do think you were totally correct about all the shit you told me, kind friend. Ever think about retiring down here in this lovely wasteland they call Florida? WEEEEEEEEEE!

Talk about the diction that only we know; bugler blower! I do think you were totally correct about all the shit you told me, kind friend. Ever think about retiring down here in this lovely wasteland they call Florida? WEEEEEEEEEE!

Talk about the diction that only we know; bugler blower! I do think you were totally correct about all the shit you told me, kind friend. Ever think about retiring down here in this lovely wasteland they call Florida? WEEEEEEEEEE!

Talk about the diction that only we know; bugler blower! I do think you were totally correct about all the shit you told me, kind friend. Ever think about retiring down here in this lovely wasteland they call Florida? WEEEEEEEEEE!

Talk about the diction that only we know; bugler blower! I do think you were totally correct about all the shit you told me, kind friend. Ever think about retiring down here in this lovely wasteland they call Florida? WEEEEEEEEEE!


And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.

And for that matter, I taped the Saturday show on C-SPAN where Mister 1984 car-wrecks admits, oh great sir Ron Prosecutor Wirtz Senior of 1990; that he tells people what to do, and they do it.







\\\\\Who is the one that gave me some things to ponder about?///// Well, it wasn't Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny, and it wasn't their great pal Patty-Paula-Somnambulist either. I guess that leaves Mister S. Chantzatar, also one of moms ancient co-workers of the ''great powerful shipping company''. Jesus Almighty, no wonder Mister Burnheeb never helped me, PP!




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I HAVE MAJOR MOTHER FUCKING COMPUTER HACKING TODAY, KIND BOB MCDOWELL AND WHOEVER REPLACED HIM, AS CHAIRMAN OF THE FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!! THIS MOUSE IS UNDER THE TOTAL FUCKING CUNT CONTROL OF AN ILLEGAL HACKER, MIZZ AG-PAM BONDI AND GOBVERNOR RICK SCOTT, MA'AM & SIR; & UNDER THE ORDERS OF MY CUZZ, I AM QUITE SURE; HUIH C-SPAN??????????? WOW THIS, HUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE SHEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!




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Lightning came to visit with me the last few evenings, and this evening she was especially ravishing and beautiful with colors and displays of her awesomeness. Thank you my wonderful Goddess Diana Arteemis. IWALU so very much, baby-blond!!!!!!!!!!!!!



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Right now, two Fort Pierce residents have shared three bear hugs with others. My two are for Lightning Goddess DZA and my great local sheriff, and another is a pizzeria owner for the President of the country, some time back. Funny thing, a couple nights ago, I was with some real unpleasant folks and was told I had to take a job as a pizza delivery man. Earlier this decade, my ex-nabe Stanley thought I was one, and asked me how it was going. WOW, how do these things get started??????????
























































































































































































































































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