These mother fuckers at Blogger will not allow me to post any sizable blogs, even though I have a view count that is approaching the hundred thousand level. Very mother fucking unfair. Other jerk off blogs and bloggers have long blog areas of several blogs and days filled with videos and photos, but am I allowed, no sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HELL
IS FIXED IN STONE AND FIRE
CHAPTER
27
Thank
you so very much for bringing me a ton of your beautiful lightning
yesterday, DIANA. You are my everything; my wonderful baby blond!
AUGUST
13, 2015,
LATE
ON THURSDAY NIGHT, AT 11:52,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
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RANGE
TODAY-----(H-90/L-72).
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Oh
shit is this annoying. I think it finally broke up at five shy of
fucking midnight, as I heard a door and it got quiet. I do not
know if it was fucking next to me or up above me, but lots of
noisy peeps were around. Jesus Christmas fucking trees!!!!
There
are so many goddess dam things to say and tell that weould totally
fucking blow all your minds. Still, it is not worth it to get into
all that I could, until I learn how to grow my blog from this same
steady few dozen people who view it, whoever they really are.
But
until I can get back home where I belong, to fight these monsters
on their own fucking cunt turf; and get settled and stronger; I am
not going to continue to cast my great pearls before a mindless
group of a few dozen swine. All they do is work against me, and
all I am doing is handing these mother fuckers the ammunition from
which to accomplish their dastardly fucking evil deeds.
That makes me more than just my
own worst enemy, but
rather a total fucking asshole fool. The quintessential fool of
the pool, quite literally, huh old 1995 palamine?????????
Yes
I have some real fucking jerk off illegal noisy GUESTS aroun d
here. It's two past fuckiGN midnight, and they're still yelling
out in th hallway, Mizz Debra Marotto!!!! What do you expect, it
is now FOOD FUCKING PUKE FRIDAY!!!!
I
know that I must always watch out for McGuire until the day that
either he or I bite the dust, whichever comes first. As for what
his friend managed to tell me about two months later; all I am
safe to say is that Steve began wondering some shit back around
1995, and that a friend of his also went to my high school back in
1967 before leaving for California, and that they both knew a
classmate of mine, and is why she went to Haddonwood in 1995 to
see how much she could learn from me without my getting suspicious
that she was just there for that purpose. How does the mother
fuckiGN news media say this, “The plot just keeps on thickening
and thickening”???????????????? As for Atlantic City, hey Sally
if you are out there and I doubt it, or if PP is and still is in
touch; tell her that she can to this day, since the law allows for
ongoing conspiracies to knock statutory limits off the books; sue
all these horrible pricks in Atlantic City for defamation of
character, from that 1998 rumor they and their powerful Trenton-DJ
peeps and club peeps, all started about her lesbian shit. She
really should contact me, as together, we could end up really
suing these fuckiGN monsters from hell, Paul sir. I'll let you
have 50% of my share as a finders fucking fee if you wish to
discuss this offer with Sally, YO! After my rotten daughter has
pulled off all of this horror and showed me her totally despicable
side; well, it is only fitting PP, and I am just making you the
offer since you like $ a little more than I do. I no longer care
about anything beyond getting fuckiGN justice,
for all that has been done by these demons from the
hot-lands!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
There
will be some punishment for this shit!!!!
Fucking
whore JANE BITCHSLUT just got me with her page eleven of eleven
assault on me again, the fuilthy fucking bastard whore!!!!!!!!!!!
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There
is no way I could stay at Jenny's park or be working at Cifaloglio
and living in Jersey. Not when all shit is connected together in a
cosmic way and after all the other rotten shit all was meant to
happen. I konw this, but to explain all the fucking shit in my
head, would take ten years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I'll
just wash up and sign off now, Choke-hold Darius and Rock Chucker
Ann King Silva, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Too
many things are existing by pure weird happenstance for this not
to be Sara Karge's simulation, Professor Kaku sir. I do not expect
you or anybody to know my life move by move, as if you could
properly analyze this as a huge chess game; and then try and
either prove or disprove me and all my claims and stories on a
scientific level. It is extremely unfortunate that this cannot be
done, at least not yet, not until a time arrives when all things
can be scanned and examined, and later still, toyed with and
messed with in a sort of endless overdubbing process of
intermingled interacted life on life, as though we back here in
less enlightened times were merely blobs inside a Packman
videogame from 1980, and wow, I did say, Lois Foca 1980. The one
and only 1980. Oh well, all this and 3 and a half bucks will get
any of us a cup of Joe tomorrow and maybe a stale bagel at the
local donut shop.
Don't
even think about parking here, distant Cousin, or I'll get your
cute grand daughter to pull your rug off your scowling head. Keep
right on reading the BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, and go right on hating
my guts everybody, if that makes you feel like a bunch of big
heroes. WOW, look at you all. No parking, keep right on going with
the BOM, good folks. As Saint Paul said some time back to his
fellow church members scattered throughout a relatively small area
of this planet; Goddess be with you, and I love you, even if you
all hate me, YO! Sleep tight, Sarah Kessel Lookalikes, and anyone
else that needs to sleep nice and tight. Just hope and pray the
light goes on for you, as I now know, I am still endlessly
reaching for the light on my desk, and it is not ever going to go
on. Ain't this a cool situation, Foolio Cooley Christmas Tree
Callio Kennedy? WOW, BLOOD ON MY SHOE is like Gawky's great
lottery number, and boxed, it did come out, lovely MO, and not so
lovely WOMO. Gee whiz © Office, CAN IT BE SO in 1988 or any year
for that matter? Maybe Frederick Hinger at the New York
Metropolitan has the answer, if he hasn't yet kicked the bucket,
holy skunk sweat!
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The
name-number, or total alphabetized value of letters making up the
words, “STAR TREK” is 112. I resided at two locations with that
street address number. First, in 1979 and into 1980, before moving
into the Robin Hill Apartments of Voorhees Township in New Jersey, I
was at 112 East Fifth Avenue in Mantua, New Jersey, and later in 1996
into 1998 before leaving for Guthrie Short's Blue Anchor mansion on 5
acres of land, I was at the Somerdale, New Jersey DEATH-HOUSE as I
call it now, at 112 Harvard Avenue. Powerful coincidence, Mister
Rotten Berry, Blucran and all other berries of transdimensional
hyperspace, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
I
met David Roth nearly 30 years ago, it seems like days, not nearly a
third of a mother fucking century. He knew I could move heavy diner
rotisserie motors in reverse, and grab a rope and pull a life-raft
with him inside of it, against a strong Barnegat Bay current without
swimming a single stroke. We met as security guards quite some time
back, it
was in November of 1985, and it was in Woodbury Heights, and was
called the Caldor Number 113 Store. This
retail store was owned by a couple by the name of Dorothy and Coral.
This is where you get the combined word they came up with, CALDOR. It
went out of business within a decade give or take from the time we
met there. He worked directly for them. I was in house security, with
a private security company. Shortly before we met, I had hooked up
some electrical step-down transformers to wires that connected my bed
frame made of metal with steel springs. The mattress was thin, and
when I would go to sleep, I would adjust a switch until I could feel
electrical current just a small bit. This helped me to leave my body
when I fell asleep and reach what I then referred to the Astral-Plane
as, ''Lightning's world''!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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WHAT A WORLD OF CRAZINESS ALL OVER! MACK KAITER, MY OLD MARYLAND CAMP
COUNSELOR, WOULD SAY IT BEST HERE, FOLKS; AFTER HEARING ME YELL OUT,
“MACK, THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS”, HE WOULD THEN PROCEED TO TELL
ME, “MARK IT'S TIME TO WASH THAT MOUTH OF YOURS OUT, WITH A BAR OF
SOAP”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MEOW-MEOW-MEOW-MEOW
The
musical project I did in the year of 2000 was on the music project
with the Copyright title of Russ Walker's Star Travelers of 1896, by
the way. Hey folks, I'm just sayin'!!!
MAJOR
COPYRIGHT PROOF THAT THE LOC KNOWS MY STORY IS BEYOND REAL &
POWERFUL:
Now
before the sun has a chance to set on this very true nightmare story,
I will tell you that the flowers were supposed to be delivered to an
audition and repertoire person, a lady, in NYC, (A&R), along with
a copy of my song, written early in 2000 at
Guthrie Short's mansion in Blue Anchor, New Jersey, USA, called,
“Atlantic Queen” and I think it was part of the
copyrighted music project called, 'Russ Walker's Star Travelers of
1896'.
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real major part of this is that back then, computers and internet
were still a bit new, and the Library of Congress I don't believe,
had as of yet, made up the list such as the one I PIP into my blogs
from time to time. Notice
how the project with Atlantic Queen,
is perfectly sandwiched in between, no not a Subaru Car Commercial
and Andy Rooney of 60 minutes, great Flatliners Movie Cast and
Directors, but in this case; between
two MAJOR OTHER PROJECTS, that seem to have effected my entire life
in ways,
that go
beyond phrases like mind bending and brain breaking, and bone
chilling;
and you get the general idea!!!!
My 1985 doctor M. Miller Bittle, ''My Philadelphia
Father'' book.
GONE,
unable to locate.
THE
GREAT AWESOME 'TWB', YOU
WEELWEE GOTTA' WUVEM!
THE
GREAT AWESOME 'TWB', YOU
WEELWEE GOTTA' WUVEM!
THE
GREAT AWESOME 'TWB', YOU
WEELWEE GOTTA' WUVEM!
THE
GREAT AWESOME 'TWB', YOU
WEELWEE GOTTA' WUVEM!
GASH
UNCLE BOATCRASH
JOHN IN ALL WORLDS; DON'T YOU JUST LOVE ALL THE FUCKING BULLSHIT THIS
GREAT WORLD HAS TO OFFER? MAKES YOU NEED TO WAFF A WHITTLE WITH SOME
FUNNY FACES, WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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the freaking mayo willya, YO?
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AFTER
MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3
Morianity
was conceived in 1995 by Mark Wayne Mohr, Kent Drive, Apartment 2-D,
Highview, Williamstown, NJ-USA
AS
I SAID TO YOU ON THE TELEPHONE IN APRIL OR MAY SOMEWHERE IN TWENTY
ELEVEN, LEE BAILEY; 'YOU DON'T KNOW ME', AND I DON'T GIVE A FUCKING
TOILET WATER DRINKING SHIT, HOW MANY EXTENTION PHONES YOU ALL ARE ON;
SO PUT THAT IN YOUR HOLIDAY FUCKING SHOES!!!!
Why
did I begin playing with voices and tape recorders, and how does Bob
McDowell and Bruce Pennock fit into all of it; and how does another
powerful truth totally surround this wild circle, whose name was, and
is; Sarah Jacobson? Well, this began in the autumn of
1972!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-
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I
am damned if I DO, and damned if I DON'T.
This
is the HUNTINGTON-CURSE!!!
I
HAVE BEEN DEATHLY FUCKED WITH BY THESE MONSTERS.
Need
I say anything more, Mister CV George Straight?
****''And
A Rotten Christmas To Us All''****
HALLOWEEN
IS ANOTHER TOPIC FOR LATER ON!!!!
I
AM FUCKING HULKING ANGRY AS SHIT!
DANGER,
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AND
HERE IS MOTHER FUCKING WHY, YO!!!!
This
political fuckiGN correct shit is beyond annoying. Let me explain.
First, the time-date-weather page will be posted and updated for you,
my viewers!!!!
AUGUST
13, 2015,
THURSDAY
AFTERNOON AT 3:49,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 90 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-92/L-75).
HUMIDITY
IS 62%, FEELING LIKE 101 DEGREES.
WIND
IS ESE AND STEADY AT 11.
QUICK
FUCKING HACKING AND MOUSE JUMOPING ME, YOU 'FUCKIGN' TURD EATING
BASTARDS!!!!!!! QUIT MOTHER FUCKING WORD-DISAPPEARING HACKING ME YOU
MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLES WITH SHIT NOTHING LIVES SO THAT UI MATTER SO
MUCH TO YOUR ZERO ASS FUCKING DULL BORING SHIT ASS LIVES, YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!! Federal
Communications Commission, this is a major civil rights violation!
I
told you all about how domestic violence laws all came to be after
the Milituforce saw the fights that my mother and I had back during
the times of this hell since 8-15-1986. Then how David Roth and I
were fucked with by sudden major alterations with this PC shit, so
that we could no longer enjoy going out catting around. Their latest
fuckiGN assault on me is this fucking television ad spot and this
mother fucking nonsense shit about the old disease known as
whooping-cough. I know unless you don't see any TB, that you've seen
this new persecution. Their fuckign decades of major chemtrail
assaults on me cause me to have this kind of a cough, and now, if it
happens in public, and I am unfortunate enough to have some cops
nearby, I can get carted off to jail or maybe anything is possible,
and t is these mother fuckiGN bastards who caused all this to begin
with and I do not have any catching thing, as 'Chemtrailitus' is not
fucking catchy, just major fucking annoying and unpleasant to deal
mother fucking with, YO YO YOY YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Am I
correct here old pal, Mister Former-Prince???????
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