CHAPTER
41, HELL IS FIXED IN STONE AND FIRE
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2006-2015,
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
(BOM) BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN
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MARK WAYNE MOHR
HAPPY
BIRTHDAY AMERICA. WHAAAAAAA!!!
Hay
people, there really is no use crying over spilled milky pasts
here in this great Milky Way Galaxy. SO REALLY;
Just
who are you, JULIA-TPB-WHITE????
CHAPTER
41
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE.
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE.
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE.
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE.
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE.
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE.
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE.
Here
are a few grains of spiritual food to chew on. First off, no blog
could ever hope to adequately describe my life, not in a
vigintillion eons. So let me begin with the info-paste page,
folks.
  
AUGUST
23, 2015,
SATURDAY
AFTERNOON AT 3:32,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 91 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-92/L-75).
HUMIDITY
IS 61%, FEELING LIKE 103 DEGREES.
WIND
IS NE AT 8, WITH SMALL GUSTS TO 9.
The
problem that I have with being locked up in water companies and
light-houses, Sarah Callio Martino; is that you are just another
ninny asshole who loves to violate my rights. I had every right to
show Mister Harner the public water works that day back in the
summer time of the year 2000, girl!
Well
blow me fucking down, Popeye; and release me from all great 1969
songs, Sidney
Mirrors Crown,
because goddess dam it, ''That's The Way It Goes'', YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah I'm so very sorry sir, and wow
can I see people when they don't think that I can,
WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
great Victoria Callio and the great Callio family;
perrrr-fect together, huh Homeland Security Ex-Chief Mister Tom
Kean, kind sir? And I promise all the horrible hunters of the
world that I sure ain't lion!!!! Even McGuire and my long dead
Cousin Arthur. JEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE; Detective Fontanna, sir!What
really freaking tears it for me is that when you're a poor down
and out broke nobody-nothing, in this evil freaking world; your
message no matter how rotten or how great it may be, remains
silent. If I was a big hot shot with name recognition, I could
open a socia media account and tweet out some silly thing like
''boy oh boy it is nice to be filthy rich and have all the shit I
want in life'', and a million people would read it and go, yeah
dude, you go fat boy! Well,
I managed to get through another 0808, oh great ancestor-cousin of
mine, from the triple murder suicide of Braintree-Mass-USA, Mister
HH88HH88 Herbert Huntington's son, my mom's Uncle Arthur.
SAY
IT TOM KEAN OF HOMELAND SECURITY!!!
The
simple facts of all things is that while we live and exist as
hyperspace entities or as human beings on planet Earth inside of a
body, in many parallel universes; we cannot be sure of anything
other than doubting is a prudent thing to do. This is why you all
doubt me and no one believes a word I say!!!!!!!
If
you have more questions anybody, regarding this, talk to them, use
the darn FASCITAR and go visit the Province Olympia with the 6-10
Waking Freeze-Get Past The Fear instructions, given over and over
on my many blogs. Then will yourself onto the BRIGGBASE, to ask
these kind wonderful darling peeps there, IF YOU FREAKING BLOODY
SHOE MACE CAN DARE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As
for me, I will myself into the capitol city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal.
The problem with telling you all to do this is the round up. Every
so often, something is done in the great city, called the
ROUND-UP. Like with many things right here on Earth and trending
right now to be specific, you cannot come into this place and
remain there without permission of the owners, the great KRASSLE
FAMILY. So round ups are done periodically. When you are caught
there without a city name and a city pass, you are deported out
beyond th ecity into the purgatory. This is called that because
unlike in th egreat city, no one is there to remove the awareness
of endlessness. Without that being removed, heaven turns into a
hell no matter how great and pleasant it can be made to be. If I
ever told anyone just how many times I have died as Mark Wayne
Mohr, no one would believe a freaking word that I woul;dsay!!!!!
The
Fascitar 6-10 instructions were passed down from ancient cultures
trying to escape the dream-downs offoff of the purgatory and here
in fifth dimensional hyperspace that contains virtually limitless
4-D universes. These instructions do not tell, for very long, all
of the story, and forces make sure it is lost in a process called
Canonization-Control. When something happens every 10,000 years or
so where it all is allowed to flow out such as MORIANITY in its
latest version; then it is all told. The 6-10 exercises, the
getting past the fear ingredient after the waking-freeze, and then
the most powerful part of all; what to do/where to go, in order to
see the truth is inescapable, and it would not have mattered if
you had ever stumbled onto the Fascitar while 'awake' or not.
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I
have seen more paranormal supernatural stuff, than any gang of folks
put together that I am aware of. This is because of two things.
First, my mom's great all wise coworker Patty leaving the magical
stuff accessible for my mom to find and take home to me in 1974, and
then, because she was a lot more than just my mom's coworker. She is
in here with me right now, freezing my computer. I have to know what
I can and what I cannot print and say on my blog, huh big lovely
Patty-Paula?
THANK
YOU PEE.
KEEP TRYING PLEASE!
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
I
am getting real super fucking tired of you; Mizz Jane Whore
Onezattakks Sleazebaggs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Here's
my compensation with my beautiful freaking ass FIVE-NUMBERS, sister.
SING IT!!!! I haven't gone anywhere yet, Copyright Examiners of
freaking 1984, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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AVALON
BEACH CLUB OF FORT PIERCE, FL-USA
Practically
at the doorstep of Mike's old place up on the island, owned once by
his brother, Joseph. At least he only sold a home, folks, not his
brother into slavery, like other brothers that I knew quite a long
time ago. Laugh at me if you want to, beautiful awesome Sarah-Stacey
Jehovah Krassle, but IWALU great GODDESS!
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I
HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A VERY NICE DAY;
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
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