The
chemtrails are all over the great Fort Pierce, Florida today, and
few lower than normal planes are in the sky as well; but I have seen
all of this bullshit countless times before, and to quote my
latengrate pal, “Despite this all not being all that grand or
swift, what else is dam new”? I'll most likely hear him saying this
to me until the day I leave this evil ugly old world for good, which
if viewed on the sixth dimension, is never. To quote my also
latengrate mother, along with my old coworker, Mizz Mashell Daniels
from back in 1980, “Boy oh boy oh boy oh boy”!!!!!
Now
after reading a decade of my blogs; how can anyone not believe when I
say that something way bigger than any of this, is what is really
behind all of these dam magical powerful OZ curtains????????
Working for Amazon Sounds Utterly Soul Crushing [Updated]
Good
Lordess, and 25 cents; William Leonard McKinnon, old 1980
rap king buddy; where are you when the turds are being missile
fired into the giant industrial sized fans that the Milituforce
places on top of my head, 24-7-365.2422, oh GAP Saint Lucie County
Sheriff, K. J. Mascara; and Florida State Attorney General, Pam
Bondi?
Let
me tell you a little bit about thoughts and mind and brain and higher
sourced realities verses only what we tangibly see and recognize to
be 'supposedly' real. Whatever any of you want to believe or feel
more comfortable accepting into your most private parts of
yourselves; I am here to tell you that even though I am far from
knowing all of everything, “What I do know, I know, no matter how
fucked up, far out, and unbelievable any of it may sound to anybody
else”. Call that my opening quote and official AMP statement, if
you wish, oh GAP BLOGAUD!
What
exactly, if viewed from a make believe play room that lies above the
entire cosmos in some upline reality that goes far beyond anything
that our downline brains are able to imagine fully due to the laws of
upline-downline that anyone who ever worked for Tupperware or Amway
distributors, knows perfectly well what I am speaking about here;
WOULD BE SEEN by a higher reality entity? First, all lower world
thought, imagination, actions, interactions, possibilities, and even
more but we'll stick with this for now; would be seen the way you and
I would see an entire painting we hold in our hand or even hung on
our walls. But if this painting has people drawn in it, can they ever
see each other when there is no higher dimension for them to stand
back from, and view the whole thing? How about if we programmed not a
normal chess-computer, but a chess game, where each piece from the
rook to the King and Queen, all have independent thought, as well as
different skill levels of understanding the game? Try wearing these
thoughts in your mind a while, even before I start to ever get really
bigger into this deal, with you folks out there, OK?
Last
night, I interacted with SSJKK at her great city that mortals
normally call, by English waking world Earth diction, “HEAVEN”.
Diana and Sarah Krassle kept changing back and forth in forms and
laughing at me, until I began to see that all things are humorous, so
long as we adjust out moods in a certain way. This is what MC did
with the stairs as a tiny tot. None of you have a clue what I
witnessed with those horrible early seventies stair chases, one after
another, not just two in the chase like in the 2009 CD, but three.
And you wonder why I wonder?
To
quote Diana, “Waterfalls
are so awesome”.
The
number 25 stands for many powerful great inconceivable things; ladies
and gentlemen. In the nineteen-sixties, it meant acid that the kids
tripped out on, the very same way that I am able to trance out only
without any actual chemistry ingested. I can alter my brain chemistry
without taking illegal toxins. Still acid was many things, LSD, 25,
Travel-Agent, hawk, and believe me; many other labels were assigned
to this accidentally discovered combo of chemistry, in a German lab,
by a Dock Hoffman, and not Julia from Dark Shadows, and definitely
not the great awesome Julie Somnambulist White. When I left the
greatr 1802 Robin Hill Apartments of Voorhees, New Jersey, USA on 31
January, 1983, to move into the rental split level home of Mister
Gerald Pliner, owner of the Jackson Road L&S nursing home, just a
couple miles down the road, my mom and I were at 134 Norris Avenue,
in Atco, New Jersey. The world famous expression of, (IT
IS WHAT IT IS), has five letters in the sentence. If you take
that Norris Avenue address, 134, and find word number 1, 3, and 4; it
removes the word “WHAT”, as well as the two “IT” words. The
remaining sentence spells Goddess ISIS, and now, our current overseas
woes. But what does the ISIS word reflect numerologically, but the
second and fifth and final words to the sentence, the 2 word and the
5 word, or 25. So we get a 135, a 25, and folks, remember, IT IS WHAT
IT IS!!!!!!!! I doubt I need any train trips to wonderful cities to
my south, late in 1983, to tell me even more about so many of my dam
repressed nightmare memories!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(25)
Twenty-five lighthouses that strobe.
Oh
SSJKK, I love playing your game called GTNOTG, that you taught me out
in infinity on your great street called, Monolazarium boulevard. But
this game here and now, really real sucks, lovely lighthouse musical
girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A
child can see what you have done, a moron simpleton of four can see
it with pencils stuck in its eyeballs. That search to find you, that
unfathomable spell that came over me in 1994 and 1995 to find you,
made me more than crazy, I'll have you know. This robbed my entire
life. I lost my good name and my good credit. I lost every single
thing I had that meant anything to me. And my sanity went to hell
along the pathway that all of this was on the entire mother fuckiGN
horrendous time!!!!
HELL
IS FIXED IN STONE AND FIRE (HIFISAF)
©
BOM 2006-2015 MARK WAYNE MOHR
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN
She
used to say, and I quote; “If you don't like cats and dogs and
kids, there's got to be something wrong with you somewhere”. I am
speaking of the world's great and now sadly late, disco diva, Mizz
Donna Gaines Summer!
You
are reading AMP-HIFISAF, CHAPTER 128.
THESE
ARE ALL, THE BOM, OR THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN
Folks,
how can anyone not think that Dogtown is indeed fixed in stone; and
that this stone is not so hot, that it melts the soul, without ever
doing anything to terminate the awareness of that melting horror; in
the name of Goddess? How can you all, not see
the trouble we're in; and forget the old spiritual hymn music,
folks, pweeeeeeeeeeeeeeze, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TANKS!
But
while we remain alive, in a dreaming body, all throughout the
unfathomable hyperspace; we can find countless Walmart stores to do
our shopping in, and for me to go to see my blond teen queen, the
Lightning Goddess Diana. That was a day, I will never forget. I tried
to buy one combo video machine, and settled for a rotten cheap model
that has absolute zero video quality and audio quality on the VHS
half. Now the cheapo model is great on the CD-DVD side of this two
part combo video system; I will give it that much. Still, here is
some dam advice, folks.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT,
you need a wee bit more advice, great folks out here, or not great;
as only you can know if you are great or not. Hell, just as Jesus
Christ told the Apostle Peter a while back, when Pete said ''Good
master” to him, and them Jesus replied back to him, “Why are you
calling me good, as there is only one who is good, and this is the
father in heaven. Gender is meaningless on Astral Plane reality, but
notice this incredible part of scripture that many peeps refuse to
ever read or discuss, because they cannot understand how this can be
one god, yet one part of this god can say that thing about another
part of that same god. The trinity is the most complex reality to try
rapping our brains around, because our brains exist in three
dimensions, and
only in the sixth where true mind is contained, does TRINITY make
perfect sense.
This dam world does not need to know any more right now about this
crap, so I'll stop flapping my fuckiGN gums!
THEY
JUST WANT OUR RESPECT, GREAT CUZZ DON; NOT OUR VEILED COMPLIMENTS,
THAT MERELY SERVE TO DISGUISE OUR EVIL MALE LUSTS.
HEY
PEEPS, IT IS TIME FOR ME TO CHEER 'FUCKIGN' UP, AND STARE AT A GOOD
SUNRISE, UNTIL I GO BLINDER THAN A DAM
BAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh
the candy man can, Mister Billadelphia, sir. You have friends, but
then they all seem to stick together; like messy, ugly, shitty,
factory glue.
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Let
me mix it all with love, and make the world taste good; and god dam
it to hell, Mister Shidaleedee Marion
Wayne!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Climb
down off that high horse, there partner, and remember the Alamo joke,
with the four dudes on the airplane, and only three dam parachutes
and the motors both blew out, mid-flight. OH BOY. Yes, “I'm his
COWORKER, not his dam mother”. I thought Mizz Daniels was going to
knock that poor male nurse out cold that night in Camden, New
Jersey's Cooper hospital, WEEEEEEEE! We almost had Dice and the Dock
on the floor, 21 years apart, but hey, great place, you're already in
th edam ass hospital for crissake, YO BRO! Now how about that dam Egg
Harbor City, New Jersey waitress coming over to my mom and me on 2
August of 1996. Isn't this ten years after Nebnooshoo was born, or is
it just me? WO Billy Harner Honda, and all SARAH notes on th edam
piano, how can we rationalize away those wise people, from mobsters
to potato chips, in the name of the great pink goddess of SDK?
I
tried to obey today, SSJKK. Don't mean to rhyme but I guess it's just
time to arrange those letters in their correct B to G order, huh all
Levy's and Gibbsboro's? Misses Meeker Speaker,
and the dam Alannis Morrisette GODDESS SSJKK
movie. Oh Margie and Marcy, I need a
break from all you powerful super resourceful Scott Ransom people,
from Oak Street to PEE-DTIVE, and then some; am I right, Mister
Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act folks, (FISA)? Jesus god dam
Christ, am I right or am I right, and a big ass boy oh boy oh boy oh
god dam boy; would fit in pretty dam swell and well, right
about now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Then there is the powerful awesome Mizz Paula
Criminal Super-psychic Uwich of Glendora, Rippoff, New Jersey,
USA!!!!!!!! the caller-ID Braxton's, Sarah is in prison with her
strobing lighthouses, and I could go on an don and on with absurd
symbolic things that could never be explained away. But how does all
of this possibly work its way into the new American culture of guns
and violence? Roseburg, Attorney Malcolm Rosenberg, let me open with
this one for all the true pure hearted dummies that like to stare at
gorgeous lady's legs and stay stupid from here, all the way to
Iraq!!!!!!!!! Whenever I try to figure some shit out in my own
hellish nightmare personal life, lads and lassies, YO; I begin by
removing the number one fuck up that I was as guilty as any of you
out there online reading these words, might be. I would make lists of
things that could be possibly why some real bad shit went down around
me, and then I would get totally blindsided by the word “OR”,
rather than the word “AND”. Instead of wondering which items on
the list of dam possibilities may indeed have been the culprit, you
know, this or that or that or this, and along that stupid line of
light-weight thinking, to quote my marvelous wonderful super wealthy
cousin Donald; I began substituting the word of 'OR' with the word of
'AND', and then saying to myself silently; SHEEEEEEEEEEEIT man; how
about if I just take the whole dam list, you know; this and that, and
that and this, and all of it; rather than try to weed out any of it.
I can't speak for you, but I know I speak for Donald or myself here,
if we are talking about 100 dollar bills. I would much rather not
worry about this one, or that one, shit assholes; give me the entire
mother fuckiGN pile of them; ya' dam ass dorks!!!!!!!!!! I hear
various concepts talked about, you know, living with mothers past
25-35 years of age, no girlfriends, all shit that could be applied to
me all of my life, only I would never dream of actually doing
violence and getting a weapon, and shooting up any innocent people.
Still, for those who do, why do we say, let us explore mental
problems or we can explore changing gun laws. Hey fuckiGN assholes
out here, YO; you don';t do or or or or, you take all good ideas and
do them all, you know, and and and and and, get it yet, you dam
doofises! Want more information? I could tell you how symbolism
effects all of our lives in ways no one would ever believe, and going
by the correct algorithms, software programs could be invented to
generate lots of lives saved via prevention, and prediction, you
know; as in the movies about cops who know who will do what before
hand, and stop it from happening. But I'll do you one better. Blogs
from my first few years, told a lot of things about how people like
me, who were different as children, and attended special educational
systems, and even in adult mental illness clinics, we are all treated
very second class. Why don't we have a right to be as miserable as
all of you out there, who don't have any problems getting into
relationships, both sexual, and non sexual; in other words; not one
place we go to, not early in the schools, and not ever in adult psych
clinics, do they treat us like anything but fuckiGN animals. We are
never supposed to have normal feelings or desires. We may want, but
we cannot have. The system fails us huge time, Mister President,
because no one out there, ever wants to ever try and bring any
happiness to any of us. They just want to shove pills and poisons
into our mother fuckiGN arteries, so we get sick and die early, have
stinky bodies, fruity breaths; and look like fuckiGN shit ass hell,
all warmed over, from last year's holiday oven!!! Instead of
recognizing people with emotional problems, we are teased
continuously by your music and your television shows, and you
think we are all so stupid and don't catch all this shit? It
is your rotten wicked system, that wants all of us folks with mental
health issues, and emotional problems; to be single and isolated, and
miserable; and on and on and on. The entire system is geared and
rigged for all of us to endlessly fail, and be treated like mother
fuckiGN ass animals!!!!! This is just the beginning, sir; as I could
go on and on and on; Mister Obama, to tell you
why things are only going to get worse, and worse, and worse,
all over this rotten nation. And you know sir, even if you hate me,
or despise my harsh words; deep down inside, I
happen to know that you, and all of you out there, know that people
like myself are trying to just cooperate with all of you, obey the
laws of the lands 100% better than those without MH issues, and
again, I could rant on with a laundry list a mile long. I
really don't have to add a lot more here, as if this blog does not
prove that I could personally put a bigger dent in this nation's gun
problem, and violence; than anyone else combined, for not being too
dam fucking scare to speak out, and tell shit, that most folks just
don't have the mother fuckiGN ass balls to ever say; then I may as
well shut up for fuckiGN ever, and just quit cold; right
here, and right now, lovely lieutenant 'L&O' Van Buren,
ma'am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Our
love was true, our love was rare
No
other love could ever compare
Now
that you're gone
My
spirits are low
And
baby baby baby, I love you so.
©
1977 Mark Wayne Mohr
Re-copyrighted
as a compilation music project in June of 1980, from my apartment at
1802 Robin Hill, 4th and Preston, Voorhees Township,
NJ-USA.
I
went to that music attorney by the name of Malcolm
Rosenberg,
early in the autumn
of 1980,
or somewhere around there.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!
'HIFISAF'
HELL
IS
FIXED
IN
STONE
AND
FIRE
CHAPTER
128
OCTOBER
5, 2015,
MONDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:00,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 79 DEGREES FNHT.
WIND
IS WNW AT 6,AND GUSTING TO 9.
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 67%, FEELING LIKE 82.
TEMPERATURE
RANGE------(H-81/L-68).
Now
I tell the truth, and I punch hard, and I don't care if someone says
I am not mother fucking politically correct, AKA-PC. THIS
IS THE TRUTH, THAT GETS PEEPS LIKE ME, INTO BIG FUCKING TROUBLE, FOR
TELLING THEM. BUT ON I GO, TELLING IT TRUE AND HARD, PEOPLE!!!!!!!!
Yes,
I went into the doctor a little disgruntled back on Wednesday, and
with every good reason. I am doing nothing wrong, breaking no laws,
and I am not a drug addict. This medication I have been on since July
of 1983 has saved my life, and these EVIL 'FUCKIGN' UNITED STATES OF
AMERICA, HAVE TRIED TO MURDER ME SINCE THE DEATH OF THE DOCTOR WHO
PUT ME ON THIS MEDICINE TO BEGIN WITH; DOCTOR
FRANK ADDIEGO OF WESTMONT, NEW JERSEY,
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, EARTH, SOL, MILKY WAY GALAXY
(WTNJUSAESMWG)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I said to the
doctor, “Whatever happened to the “First do no harm oath you all
took”, you would have needed to be there to witness the major
hostility on his part. Once you get onto the world owners trying to
covertly destroy and kill anyone such as myself who knows all about
them or way too much about shit in their opinion; basically, it is
torment and torture and borrowed mother fucking time until the end,
and when the end comes, it is brutal and mother fuckiGN wicked as
triple shit, ladies and gentlemen, I promise you all
that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I
Tahren-tee it too;
and what invention does anyone recommend for dealing with this cunt
chewing nightmare of mine, oh mighty boxer George sir????
Oh,
the things I could say; kind Sheriff sir. Excuse please, the times
that this comes out Sheriff sit.
This is some kind of a hack, just as are these other cute little
things, like making my text read
'Jehovah HOG', kind Sheriff. What kind of a person would do
something like that; makes you wonder sir, huh?
The
things I could say; kind Sheriff sir. Excuse please, the times that
this comes out Sheriff sit. This is some kind of a hack, just as are
these other cute little things, like making my text read ''HOG'',
rather than Jehovah GOD, kind Sheriff. What kind of a person
would do something like that; makes you wonder sir, huh?
What
kind of a person would do something like that????
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kind of a person would do something like that????
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kind of a person would do something like that????
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kind of a person would do something like that????
So
there I am, at 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS, IN THE YEAR OF 1980,
MOVING IN ON MAY 1. Hay,
I was playing with all this mother fucking shit when most of you out
here were shitting into your dam diapers, if you even fucking existed
at all, YO
YO YO YO!!!
Holy
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People
mother fucking totally amaze me. Trying to understand or predict
them was difficult a generation or two ago, and now in these
times, try multiplying that quantitatively. Certain
things grab them and make them go totally fuckiGN ape-shit, like
my trip to the Walmart, on the day of the huge lightning storm in
Port Saint Lucie; and my personal private prayer that was
answered. The view count on that blog was twenty times
higher than most of my blogs. Why? And not a mother fucking jerk
off soul out there, in screwed up cunt lapping cyberspace, ever
says boo anymore to me; or tells me squat, or offers me a scrap of
ideas. I don't know what I ever did to Alpha-Deep 6, but he or she
sure vanished away, and so did everybody. They dropped me like I'm
mother fucking hot, sheriff Mascara, and I am going to tell you
why, in my humble opinion, sir.
Things
changed really big since two things happened, and really, they
both are totally connected, because even though it would enrage
the mighty Donna Patterson, I'll fucking say it anyway. Because my
lab-tech who seemed to know more about my medical condition in
1984 was my daughter, and I know it, and she knows it, and by the
way, my distant cousin knows it.
So
my 2012 song ''YBCO'' and my telling about my medical condition,
are not only linked back in 1983 and 1984, but up in 2012 and 2015
as well. A lot of folks insist that my way of reasoning is
mentally ill and magical and comes from a mind disease called
schizophrenia. They are not 100% wrong as far as what that illness
does in fact do to the mind. The problem is that cancer can cause
terrible stomach distress, but so can fucking eating too many dam
candy bars. In other words, I am not a paranoid schizophrenic; no
matter how many nut case docks out there want to insist otherwise,
and hey, I'll collect the dam disability checks monthly. So screw
you!
I
am composing a letter to the FCC about my official complaint that
all three major networks don't give the news on most autumn
Saturday's. I am not into fucking sports and never was, and do not
think it is fair that no news is given such as was the case
tonight other than for a lousy fucking fifteen minute last second
insert by NBC, as a result of nothing but mother fuckiGN football.
I am not saying screw fucking football. If people must enjoy this
barbaric fucking dinosaur sport, fine, but on all three major
networks and then no news, that IS WRONG, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS
COMMISSION, and you'll be getting my official letter of complaint
this coming week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another fire alarm
went off while I tried to watch the tiny little inserted news
segment. If it is not for me and is really genuine, then I guess
the building has some brand new fuckiGN asshole tenants who will
keep setting this shit off; kind Sheriff, sir. WOW THAT,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! And a big fat
SHEEEEEEEEEIT.
I
am so sick and tired of being totally innocent, while being
accused of always being the
instigator, and the bad-guy
in everything.
I
am so sick and tired of being totally innocent, while being
accused of always being the
instigator, and the bad-guy
in everything.
I
am so sick and tired of being totally innocent, while being
accused of always being the
instigator, and the bad-guy
in everything.
I
am so sick and tired of being totally innocent, while being
accused of always being the
instigator, and the bad-guy
in everything.
I
am so sick and tired of being totally innocent, while being
accused of always being the
instigator, and the bad-guy
in everything.
I
am so sick and tired of being totally innocent, while being
accused of always being the
instigator, and the bad-guy
in everything.
I
am so sick and tired of being totally innocent, while being
accused of always being the
instigator, and the bad-guy
in everything.
Holy
Call Ten, huh Miss Blake and Mister Rambo of 83 and 84? Yes, the
more I pound the past into my awareness, the more I will hold and
remember this was not a dream and that I need to redo stuff, or
else go through this again, Lieutenant Commander Jordyhell!!!!!!!
Time squared? How-bout, go fuck a ruptured duck, Gene and Lucy?
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I
really need to fuckiGN start proof-reading me' ol' bwogs, folks! I
look like a fuckiGN dam ass idiot otherwise. A lot of this fucking
shit is being done with DIRECT-HACK, and a lot is being done with
MIND-HACK; hacked literally right into my
mother fucking brain, and five percent of YOUTUBE'S
total material, is filled with
conspiracy-theory oriented, (truth-patriot) to say it
better, topics; right down to how
electromagnetic devices can be aimed at people covertly and
stealthfully, and their minds literally hacked into; only you and
Youtube, all of you out here, do not know the biggest secrets of all;
such as PLAYFIELD ARENA INTERACTIONS of the
PEEFOREY. If you try and totally keep a dam secret from them,
and never spill it or talk; they can throw you into what you would
all call a powerful and vivid dream,
and you will find yourself somewhere, telling that secret to them, or
to one of their clever people they send into your playfield arena.
Any
time that anyone who is wealthy, and not a part of their order,
wishes for me to show them absolute proof, of much of my claims and
stories told on this blog; right down to how some of your own secret
stuff, from corporate unexplainable espionage, to stuff like
misbehaving spousal websites, and just who really had the idea to
create them, and the famous one of recent days, and on and on; well
then, you know you can always ask, and I will answer. But for some
reason, ever since my 'YBCO' song, all
persons have totally mother fuckiGN deserted me, from Alpha
Deep 6, to many many other great travelers
of the cosmos!
When
you read Chapter 098, or see the margin
to the right, up at the Blogger Dot Com website; you will see two
Chapter 97's. This was another fucking one of my stupid ass errors,
hacks, whatever's, RAW!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry
about that folks.
HELL
IS FIXED
IN STONE
AND FIRE
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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