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I
have not had a NON-FUCKING-BOTBAR day
in so long, that I cannot remember back to it; mother fucking jerk
off world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
©
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!
Planet
Earth is a place for Mountainpen to experience eternity in mother
fucking hell.
WHAT
ELSE IS NEW; MY SPELL-CHECK SYSTEM WAS AGAIN FUCKING HACKED OFF MY
OPEN OFFICE PROGRAM, FCC, ACLU, WORLD COURT AT THE
HAGUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When
I left my mother fucking apartment early this afternoon, to try and
refill my medications; I looked at my cunt chewing fucking watch
while placing it onto my wrist, and it was JANE
WHORE FONDA SHIT TIME,
so I knew I was wasting my time; and
sure enough,
I was; as all shit eating hell hit the fan. When I was told I could
not refill until Sunday, I just thanked the people and went over
across the bridge to Hutchinson Island to the Subway store to order a
Turkey-Italian Hoagie Foot-Long sandwich. After I returned home and
ate my lunch, I decided to call Walgreen's to see if I could lodge a
complaint somewhere, for forcing someone to wait right to the second
for his meds, even if they are as the Narc Squad labels them,
''controlled substances''. As I speak at five shy of fuckiGN three,
those enemy fuckiGN bikers are screwing with me, Sheriff
sir!!!!!!!!!! So I make a call, and speak to another nice lady at the
pharmacy after the 3P shift change. I was told I not only should have
been able to pick my order up, but also, only one of the two were
there, that the Vero Beach, Florida Not-Job Clinic prescribes to me.
Again, no matter how many times the STORE-NUMBER is given to my
doctor, it always goes to that other Crooked Walgreen branch that I
got away from because one pill was always missing from my scripts
back before I switched away from there, giving me only 59 out of my
legal 60 pills. All my mother fucking life, I do things totally
legally and by the cunt chewing fucking dick licking book, and other
people commit crime against me, and I have to suffer for it and never
ever get any justice, not fucking ever. Yet I am hated for shouting
out and trying to get some justice, maybe even using some bad
language after a half century of unspeakable and unthinkable totally
fuckiGN despicable abuse as well as major neglect, by this totally
evil America and its totally evil rotten crooked society. So the nice
lady, over the phone, managed to get my script that again was
wrongfully sent up to 25th
and Orange, to where it needs to be, and any time after 5 today
through Monday, at my convenience, I can go and pick up my goddess
dam medications. I take this anti-anxiety medicine and yet trying to
ever get medicine that relieves it, causes way more stress and
fuckiGN cunt anxiety than its worth anymore. This entire thing is
wrong and unfair, and why I stayed here in these totally evil United
States all my life, is because I am just a scared little puny pussy
who is too cursed to breathe.
Yesterday
was the hassles trying to get and out of my building, today was the
medicine, and it is something major every single day, and this has
not given me a moment of relief in I don't know how long now, but I
think since about the time this newest attack came on me with that
horrible aerial shit that day on the way up to Vero Beach and the
lightning storm that began when I left the
Nut-Job-Clinic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Why
the stock market and I are on such an eternal opposite and
conflicting parallel event,
is anyone's guess, but I do know it is real, it is 30 years old at
minimum, and looking at it logically, one conclusion can be drawn if
we wish to keep it real and rational. I, for reasons no one fully
knows, or perhaps they mother fucking do know; am big time connected
into the forces and powers behind the very existence of this entire
world/universe/cosmos/RAW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let's explore
further shall we, from here to all lovely Jamaica
places!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
am as clueless as fucking Poolroy, back in cunt lapping 1995, up at
the Haddonwood Swim and Health Club!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- THE GREAT AWESOME TWB, YOU GOTTA' LUVEM!
Boy
was it pouring down rain earlier, and even while driving back across
the South Hutchinson Island Bridge, it began a light mini-drizzle.
My
mother may have said, ''Oh
boy'',
or ''Boy
oh boy oh boy'',
but then, so might have Doctor RPL, back in fucking 1980, YO!
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
SO
JUST WHAT IS THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND
SOCIETY, YOU ASK ME, OH GREAT WONDERFUL FOLKS??????????
Well
for starters, the ESS is most likely everything that none of you have
ever 'dreamed' of your entire life and in your wildest craziest
fucking imaginations, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If
anyone knows how to make this video-cam of the ES Charter School, go
to 3:28
PM on 10/09/2015,
you will get your fucking mind blown with what you see,
people!!!!!!!!!! Talk about weird unidentified objects.
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SO
JUST WHAT IS THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND
SOCIETY, YOU ASK ME, OH GREAT WONDERFUL FOLKS??????????
Well
for starters, the ESS is most likely everything that none of you
have ever 'dreamed' of your entire life and in your wildest
craziest fucking imaginations, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If
anyone knows how to make this video-cam of the ES Charter School,
go to 3:28
PM on 10/09/2015,
you will get your fucking mind blown with what you see,
people!!!!!!!!!! Talk about weird unidentified objects.
OCTOBER
9, 2015,
FRIDAY
AFTERNOON AT 4:30,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 79 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-87/L-73).
HUMIDITY
IS 88%, FEELING LIKE 85 DEGREES.
WIND
IS WSW AT 5, WITH GUSTS TO 20.
Hey
it is just a big ass optical illusion, but try telling UFO buffs
that 99% of the sightings are in that category. Now is the ESS
real and part of this UFO shit? You goddess dam right it is, and
it is real all right. Just not the way people think of
reality!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Run For The Roses
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Speaking of
Amazon, I could easily turn these three into Amazon girls with one
quick tech-trick:
Watch out for all
mirages. The ESS can do things to lives of those who they choose,
that go beyond unconscionable Cuban-Cubed!!!!!!!!!!
ALL
SAVANTS KNOW THIS ONE, 'THE END'!!!
I
TOLD YOU THE STOCK MARKET WOULD BOTTOM OUT AROUND SIXTEEN-KAY, AND
YOU WOULDN'T MOTHER FUCKING BELIEVE ME, DUMB ASS PEOPLE!
AND
HERE IS WHY, FOR A VERY BRIEF SYNOPSIS. First, the entire medical and
legal community is political, and the lobbies all own everything, and
Donald Trump knew all this as a baby with a five cent fuckiGN candy
bar in one hand,and the Amy's Mom copy of the Wall Street Journal in
the other one. I never said this man is not veraciously intelligent
and greedy to own the entire galaxy some day, IF HE CAN PULL IT OFF,
and don't even think about
counting my sixth CUZZ out on that one, folks; pweeeeeeeeeze!
MY
ILLEGAL NABES ARE ALL OVER ME, BRINGING ME GIANT FILTHY FUCKING
ROACHES. THEY SLAMMED IN WELL AFTER MIDNIGFHT AND RECENTLY HAVE BEEN
IN AND OUT BETWEEN MIDNIGHT AND 4, AS ALL DRUGGIE WITH DRUG DEALS DO.
YOU THINK I'M MOTHER FUCKIGN STUPID AS SHIT, SHERIFF AND PHA AND
AG-PB??????????
I
could tell shit that would wipe out the world and its fuckiGN sanity,
overnight, if that is, and I don't; had a real non-agent and
n0n-family audience. They won't let me either, as all things that I
ever try and do for sixty one mother fuckiGN twat chewing years,
'THEY' TOTALLY STOP/KIBOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I call the
'THEY', the MILI-2-FORCE. You can all call it whatever the mother
fucking hell you want to. Sawn alla-U.
Good
morning Sheriff sir, and Mizz AG Pam Bondi, ma'am. I am dealing with
a lot of mother fucking dogshit again today as always, and I want to
tell both of you my monster nightmare fucking story
from
HELL!
They
illegally woke me, a poor sick old man, first with slamming doors
after midnight, and then the AT&T crooked corporation that knows
my problems with my dam ass daughter and her family from hell are all
totally real; woke me to loud off-hook sounds. Once you are off-hook,
they have no bizz doing this, and they do it, as Comcast Cable does,
on orders of dirt bag Donald. I cannot watch my cable TV, not one
day, without the thing freezing up, on any channel I watch. It
corrects normally, but is extremely annoying. What am I loyally
paying for, shit service that a bunch of children in a grammar school
science project could provide better for me, YO? The dirt bag admits
flat out he is best 'buddies' with the owner of Comcast, Mister Ron
Wirtz Sr., Retired-ADA at the Prosecutor's Office, up in Camden city,
NJ-USA. He uses the more ritzy word than you did, plugging in friend
in place of buddy. If not for that, no difference at all. On the show
Law & Order, they send yup peeps for less circumstantial evidence
than I have against my cunt lapping worthless distant fucking jerk
off cousin, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
IS A DYING UTTERANCE AND A DYING DECLARATION. WHEN I AM SHORTLY FOUND
DEAD IN THIS APARTMENT OR OUTSIDE WHILE DOING NECESSARY ERRANDS; I
WAS MURDERED AND HAVE BEEN TORTURED BY AN UNKNOWN GROUP OF EVIL
MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' DIRT BAG PEOPLE FOR THIRTY PLUS YEARS NOW. IF THIS
IS A LIE, IF I AM MAKING THIS UP, I SUBMIT TO FULL CHARGES OF
PERJURY. I SWEAR ON MY ETERNAL LIFE FACING AN ANGRY GOD THAT HATES
LIES AND LIARS ACCORDING TO THE BIBLE, AND I SWEAR ON MY CITIZENSHIP,
AND I SWEAR ON JEHOVAH MY GREAT WONDERFUL ALMIGHTY GODD-ESS, I AM
SPEAKING THE TRUTH, AN DSIGN THIS LEGAL INTERNET DOCUMENT, MARK WAYNE
MOUNTAINPEN MOHR.
I
had to go to my doctor yesterday, and I have so much to tell you that
it would fill an entire library up if I got into all of the hidden
meanings and bullshit that is really honestly behind the GREAT
POWERFUL OZ CURTAINS;
to all things that surround all of us, and by no means just mother
fuckiGN me, people!!!! When and if I survive the worst death siege of
my life, and this major early striking THANKSGIVING-SIEGE,
that began the day I drove up to Vero Beach, Florida, USA, and was
greeted by a horrible chemtrail ahead of me while I stopped at a
traffic light at Route One and Avenue D; I will tell some real major
secrets about our new age political system, lobbyists, why all
participating poor people in the election process are just wasting
their time, how the medical as well as legal community is just about
as fixed and rigged now as a deck of marked playing cars or a pair of
loaded dice, and way way way much more, lovely 1984
Ingrid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CHAPTER
133, AMP,
HELL
IS FIXED
IN STONE
AND FIRE
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
AM ABOUT TO TAKE A MAJOR MILITUFORCE STRIKE!
I
AM ABOUT TO TAKE A MAJOR MILITUFORCE STRIKE!
I
AM ABOUT TO TAKE A MAJOR MILITUFORCE STRIKE!
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GLOBAL
AUDIENCE IN SHADE RATIO:
AS
I WAS POSTING UP THIS CHART, MY COMPUTER WAS SOMEHOW SHUT OFF COLD,
SHERIFF MASCARA, ISR. SEE YOU MMONDAY AT YOUR OFFICE, AN DI AM NOT
TAKING NO FOR AN ANSWER, I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE
DOW JONES INDUSTRIAL AVERAGES
SHERIFFKENNETH
J. MASCARA; I WAS MAJOR FUCKING ASSAULTED FIFTEEN MINUTES AGO. MY
COMPUTER WENT BLACK, AND WAS SHUT OFF SOMEHOW, AND YET MY POWER WAS
ON TO ALL MY OUTLETS. THE DOCUMENT WAS SAVED SOMEHOW MIRACULOUSY.
THIS HAPPENED ABOUT 5-10 MINUTES AFTER FIVE THIS EVENING, WHILE
I WAS PASTING IN THE STOCK MARKET REPORT. NOW
MAYBE YOU UNDERSTAND WHY I FEAR THESE MAJOR MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' BULL
RALLIES. THEY ARE ONLY GOING TO MAKE IT WORSE AND WORSE IF YOU LET
THEM VIOLATE AND MURDER ME, SHERIFF SIR. YOUR INACTION IS THEIR
FUCKING LICENSE TO DESTROY MY LIFE!!!! NEXT
WEEK I AM CAMPING OUT AT YOUR MIDWAY OFFICE, UNTIL YOU SEE ME
AND 'FUCKIGN' HELP ME WITH THIS ESS-MILITUFORCE
ENEMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
SATANS
FUCKING ARMY
I
TOLD YOU THE STOCK MARKET WOULD BOTTOM OUT AROUND SIXTEEN-KAY, AND
YOU WOULDN'T MOTHER FUCKING BELIEVE ME, DUMB ASS PEOPLE!
AND
HERE IS WHY, FOR A VERY BRIEF SYNOPSIS. First,
the entire medical and legal community is political, and the lobbies
all own everything, and Donald Trump knew all this as a baby with a
five cent fuckiGN candy bar in one hand,and the Amy's Mom copy of the
Wall Street Journal in the other one. I never said this man is not
veraciously intelligent and greedy to own the entire galaxy some day,
IF HE CAN PULL IT OFF, and don't even
think about counting my sixth CUZZ
out on that one, folks; pweeeeeeeeeze!
I
could tell shit that would wipe out the world and its fuckiGN sanity,
overnight, if that is, and I don't; had a real non-agent and
n0n-family audience. They won't let me either, as all things that I
ever try and do for sixty one mother fuckiGN twat chewing years,
'THEY' TOTALLY STOP/KIBOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I call the
'THEY', the MILI-2-FORCE. You can all call it whatever the mother
fucking hell you want to. Sawn alla-U.
The
bull market rally for the past two weeks has corresponded to major
property damage, major persecution, and major everything that makes
parallel event and using this tool covertly on anyone, a living
nightmare mother fuckiGN hell! No fire burning with brimstone could
ever be worse, than being a victim named Mountainpen (Mark Wayne
Mohr).
I
had to go to my doctor today, and I have so much to tell you that it
would fill an entire library up if I got into all of the hidden
meanings and bullshit that is really honestly behind the GREAT
POWERFUL OZ CURTAINS; to all things that surround all of us,
and by no means just mother fuckiGN me, people!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still,
my friends and fiends out here, and RAW; I have some people working
on something, that enemies are real pissed off about, involving
proving with a statistical mathematical curve, and algorithm; that
there is no way certain things are happening to me by pure random.
Not even with odds that go into numbers with literally
ninety or more zeros after them. And this is just some of the
shit that I am now working on. I have decided to do major things, and
one of them, is run far away to a tropical island like Fiji as I
would rather die on the beach at Fiji, than keep putting up with this
mother fuckiGN shit. The trick with using the GAWNUM is not seeing if
it is the world's greatest predictor of things since the sixty-four
I-Ching hexagrams were invented, thousands of years ago, by the most
intelligent people on this planet; the great awesome
CHINESE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A
NASTY FUCKING DEATH ANGEL IS STRIKING ME AT 5:34, AND GEE, LIKE DUH,
I REALLY HAVE TO WONDER WHY, HUH SHERIFF, SIR?
Good
evening Sheriff
KJM sir,
and Mizz
AG Pam Bondi, ma'am.
I had to deal with a lot of mother fucking dogshit today
as always,
and I want to tell you the story. Well
I did tell it,
and the other shit is from the other day; and
this relentless mother fucking assault on me,
is every
day without let up,
an dis worse than anything that I have been mother fuckiGN through in
mother fuckiGN decades!!!!!!
First, I do not trust anybody or anything. If my older daughter has
any traits that I totally respect, this is one of them, as she too
feels this way, and I am on her list also, and that is fine and
dandy. No one should trust anyone, only a mother fuckiGN blithering
idiot goes around trusting shitsapookna, and shit, oh great Microsoft
Smart-Dictionary!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now on with my day. I went to leave
for my doctor appointment and just as I am going out of my door, the
illegal jerk off across from me was exiting his ''storage apartment''
to quote resident manager Debra Moratto. We took the same elevator
down, only I went down to the lobby to go out to my car in the
parking lot. He on the other hand, got off on floor number four and
went down onto the east wing of the building, the far end from where
I live two floors above. Two other enemies on my floor got in my way
intentionally coming home, and they all force their way into the
elevator before allowing those who are trying to exit; to do so. I
am going to complain about this horrendous behavior to DM again,
not that it will do me a bit of mother fucking good, Sheriff Mascara,
kind sir!!!! All floors should have a posted rule, “Those
exiting an elevator must be allowed off first”.
Only in a rat hole welfare bum building like this; would you need a
sign. I feel like I am living with JAY
JAY DIE NO MIGHT and all the fuckiGN gangs of South Chicago, or
Harlem, NY,
whatever----RAW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fun, fun, fun, mommy. Boy oh boy oh
boy. Nobody has the mother fuckiGN right to bring cock sucking god
dam kids into this world, unless they are financially able to give
them a decent way of life. Trump can brag all he wants to, but he
fuckiGN knows he was given a top education, and if he ever tells any
of you he had a paper route or delivered burgers and fries to go to
those top ass fuckiGN schools, then he would be lying through his
snotty rich teeth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good
evening Sheriff
KJM sir,
and Mizz
AG Pam Bondi, ma'am.
I had to deal with a lot of mother fucking dogshit today
as always,
and I want to tell you the story. Well
I did tell it,
and the other shit is from the other day; and
this relentless mother fucking assault on me,
is every
day without let up,
an dis worse than anything that I have been mother fuckiGN through in
mother fuckiGN decades!!!!!!
First, I do not trust anybody or anything. If my older daughter has
any traits that I totally respect, this is one of them, as she too
feels this way, and I am on her list also, and that is fine and
dandy. No one should trust anyone.
Good
evening Sheriff
KJM sir,
and Mizz
AG Pam Bondi, ma'am.
I had to deal with a lot of mother fucking dogshit today
as always,
and I want to tell you the story. Well
I did tell it,
and the other shit is from the other day; and
this relentless mother fucking assault on me,
is every
day without let up,
an dis worse than anything that I have been mother fuckiGN through in
mother fuckiGN decades!!!!!!
First, I do not trust anybody or anything. If my older daughter has
any traits that I totally respect, this is one of them, as she too
feels this way, and I am on her list also, and that is fine and
dandy. No one should trust anyone.
Good
evening Sheriff
KJM sir,
and Mizz
AG Pam Bondi, ma'am.
I had to deal with a lot of mother fucking dogshit today
as always,
and I want to tell you the story. Well
I did tell it,
and the other shit is from the other day; and
this relentless mother fucking assault on me,
is every
day without let up,
an dis worse than anything that I have been mother fuckiGN through in
mother fuckiGN decades!!!!!!
First, I do not trust anybody or anything. If my older daughter has
any traits that I totally respect, this is one of them, as she too
feels this way, and I am on her list also, and that is fine and
dandy. No one should trust anyone.
Good
evening Sheriff
KJM sir,
and Mizz
AG Pam Bondi, ma'am.
I had to deal with a lot of mother fucking dogshit today
as always,
and I want to tell you the story. Well
I did tell it,
and the other shit is from the other day; and
this relentless mother fucking assault on me,
is every
day without let up,
an dis worse than anything that I have been mother fuckiGN through in
mother fuckiGN decades!!!!!!
First, I do not trust anybody or anything. If my older daughter has
any traits that I totally respect, this is one of them, as she too
feels this way, and I am on her list also, and that is fine and
dandy. No one should trust anyone.
I
think it was the illegal's in James' apartment, but who can know. My
R.M. Debbie, tells me to be nosy, and look and see; but
that is how I ended up with air out my tires
a while back, and now, I just bitch on my blogs, and
hope to die soon.
Naturally, when these illegal shits come around, it never fails, I
always get a burst of new mother fucking cock roaches scurrying out
of their shit hole place and right into my nice clean fucking
kitchen, YO!!!
Oh
mother fucking shit almighty; are my goddess dam ears underneath my
buckin' hat, Mizz Hollister, and Santa Sarah Claus Callio
CALL-TEN?????????
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!!!
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David Leigh Smith, all farms outside of Haddonfield, New Jersey, USA
notwithstanding sir educator and marvelous one; sup dude? Are you
still one of the 'breathers'; to quote lovely Jenny L.
Hewett?????????????? AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, Mike 1971
McNulty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hey YO, is it 1975 or is it
1980? Hey maybe its even the fifteen year. Go give your wife a big
hug, buddy!
ALL
SAVANTS KNOW THIS ONE; 'THE END'.
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. And WOW did things change 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.
I
am not even permitted by these crooked housing authority people to
look for a place back home and keep my place here for a few months,
but these illegal bastard special illegal favored cock suckers across
from me, can slam in and out endlessly, keep shit stored in an
apartment endlessly; while I am the jerk off for yelling out, ''hey
ump, fowl fucking ball, YO''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's not cunt
chewing fair and it's not cunt chewing right; Attorney General Pam
Bondi, Governor Rick Scott, great ma'am and great sir!
What
they do not like however, is when I start telling things about my
daughter's family, or my cousin Donald and his distant relations, and
things that can really upset apple-carts all over the streets of many
many towns. Oh well, HWGA All kids in all towns, and all
streets!!!!!!!!
WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW,
MISTER R.H. MACY.
AND
TO THINK THEY PLANTED ALL THAT STUFF ALL THOSE DECADES AGO, JUST FOR
ME TO GO AND FIND, UP IN THAT RPL-ATTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They also
hate permission barriers, lab technicians, and the King family being
talked about by me so dam often, uh-oh! Am I really 'Santey-Claus',
Your Honor, or do you just own 'thee biggest' department store in
NYC; Mister 34th
Street?
3+4/3x4
and the two functions of mathematics equals Mister Orwell. But it
also owns other shit like conspiracies to make people ill for
decades, and horrible dam highway houses that connect up through late
in 2010 and down here in Fort Pierce, FL-USA, at 25th
& Orange. But that can all wait for heaven, or maybe in my case,
said better; HELL!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM
REALE,
IN JULY OF 1970,
WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT
OF THE FIREWORKS;
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND
WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) ''EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
knew when I woke up in Cherry Hill, New Jersey around
8 in the dam morning, on 15 August of 1986; that
something was real fucking ass wrong. But
just what the hell was it, Patty Hollister? Well, to
begin with, Dave Smith's great blackboard taught me so powerful
lessons that went far beyond school or learning my
ABC'S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I could not stop this nightmare
no matter how many religious tracts I passed out in Gloucester; that
was the convincer-punch of the Boxers Association, cubed and fucking
CUBAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END
T
Hello,
alive and dreaming here, I am Mark Wayne Mohr. But I truly am
ZERANNISS
ARTHUR YANCY JONES,
from
Dogtown,
and then Sahasra
Dal Kanwal;
thanks to my awesome great teen-queen, SSJKK.
The problem all along folks, is that all the while, her family who
hates me on the Astral-Plane because I dare to love this Almighty
Goddess, in ways that mortals are not supposed to; and as a result,
things for me get ''dreamed-down here in the hyperspace waking and
non-waking realities, where I am being monstrously mistreated and
viciously abused by them, in their hyperspace-equivalent
entity-self-persona's, and some if not the vast majority of these,
all reside in or surrounding and near, the mighty playground of the
planet, AKA ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG! When I moved on May
1, 1980, into 1802 Robin Hill, you have all heard me discuss the wild
two ''DREAMING-INTERACTIONS'', first the LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS deal
where SSJKK sings this incredible song to me and when I come out of
this experience, I knew that I always knew this person, endlessly and
eternally, and yet the song could only be remembered in a couple of
tiny bursts, and from this it was recreated, with some help from Tom
Glenn who went onto do a lot of work with the National Football
League; mighty powerful Jessica Simpson, WEEEEEEEEEEE! The second
interaction was a couple of months or so later on, with the magical
black cat, Gawky Gaukauk who meowed the lottery number that was to
come out that evening in the famous Pennsylvania Pick-it Lottery, a
relatively new invention, as lotteries were around less than a decade
back then, huh Mister Morgan Collins, and if you don't raise the roof
or Mister Kings dogs, then maybe, just maybe sir, I won't raise the
rent on my Flower Wing! You can tell Diana's GAP brother that I said
so. But during the time in-between these two nocturnal events, the
LOIS FOCA and the GAGA, for a quick way of putting this; I entered a
contest, and sent my two disco dance tunes to a radio station in
Trenton, and called myself, “Dynamite Sound”, 'Stomin' Normin'
and Colin, not Cuzz POW! I had no way of knowing that this TAWF CLAN
from hell was in the BIZZ, and had even bigger plans to get into the
music bizz, back then. BUTTTTTTTTT, Mister War-Hero Levy dynamite
resourceful family branches all notwithstanding here; when I sent
that, mister Inductatherm Allberries Pedersen, I feel that a major
time warp was not breached at all as my Cuzz Trumpie believes. It is
all way more logical than all this fuckiGN time travel horse shit,
YO, and IPYT, you all's out here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe
traveling physically in time outside the normal speed we all pass
forward through it is not part of any of this, but there is another
wild thing, and perhaps much wilder and more surreal than even this.
First, before I go on further, I am man enough to admit my errors,
and even take back and retract shit when I am wrong. When I enlarged
the J-Picture Element Graphic of the WAYV, I realized that I had
misspoken regarding being hacked and having the Trenton frequency
number removed. It was only printed on the J-PEG, not in any of the
shit below on the chart that I paste-copied into my blog, sorry about
that. When I am wrong, I am wrong, right Lenny Orbach Dirty-dance
Briscoe????
I
asked the authorities to help me, and they ignored me, World Court.
Someday soon, from the other side, I will destroy all life on this
planet, and not have a smidgen of mother fuckiGN mercy with any one
of you out here. That's a mother fuckiGN promise!
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How
do I know they are in your mind and literally, they are your mind?
Simple. I have been blocking something else that my dad told me in
1974 when he came up to Oaklyn, to the Dellway Arms Apartments, to
visit with me after a decade of his mysterious disappearance when I
was nine and a half or so. Also, I blocked the shit from a few months
later still, when I was over at PP-Senior's Philly apartment that
day, that all connects into this other thing my Space Platforms Star
Trek father imparted to me early one morning in January around two or
three of the clock. Shortly after he had told me before we retired
for the night, about
his Island Universe deal;
he told me all about his very unique and somewhat disgusting, to
quote my treadmill shoe tossing kid; way of
reaching this astral place.
We need not get into this revolting bullshit for right now. I know my
entire family all know the ugly details. What I need to tell as a
retaliatory strike won't take long, and then; I may go off the
grid!!! Make that, I am running away to FIJI, and will be going off
the grid. None of you mother fuckers out there thought I'd run away
from Jersey, and I DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just watch me run again,
and far away from this EVIL 'FUCKIGN' EMPIRE this time!
I
will get back to Patty, Steve, and my GAP dad! There was a Dairy
Queen place near my apartment back in 1974, one block up from it on
the White Horse Pike, and the dude that owned it, was a traveler or a
(T3E). He knew another parallel universe me from some station. I
don't know if it was a radio-TV station, a gasoline station, a power
station, or a RAW station, without or without any governors,
Washington travelers, or really good people of the feminine gender.
Still, he talked with me about something called, Glenn Turner
Enterprises. Also, some really strange things happened at the DQ,
every bit as strange as their sister one half a buck of miles to the
east on the same route-30 WHP, down near Atlantic City, in
Pleasantville. Shortly after this man and I no longer were in
contact, as a result of my moving to Lindenwold from Oaklyn up in
Jersey, and back in late winter of 1975, with the help of PH and SC
or his twin; I met the other magical dude and his side-kick who I
used to refer to a lot as simply, “The Chinese Girl”. I may write
a song someday if I can do it from a safe harbor, far away from evil
empire America!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, my dad told me a lot
of things, as did the Invent-help man, that day decades later;
without realizing they were being trance-hypnotized. I know that I
told a few powerful things that my father spoke of, such as his
knowing the movies of Star Trek that were not to even start coming
out for more than four years after his visit with me in January of
1974, describing the space stations that were building and
maintaining the starships, exactly as these movies all came to show,
in full detail. This made a Nostradamus prediction look like a match
stick next to a bond fire, with his vague Quatrain Predictions.
Still, my dad spoke about one thing that I doubt I ever blogged and
told. In a very round about way that is unmissable in hindsight; told
me detailed accounts of my life in 1983 while at Jerry Pliner's
rented home, such as my weird medical condition starting up there, as
well as how this entire year and my moving into that house, was all a
planned out chess move, by a parallel universe group of travelers.
The people who his friends knew, were not the alphabet soup agencies
of this universe, but of that parallel world; and they used something
quite different from the Fascitar, that Patty Hollister came along
right after my father ended his visit and returned back to Baton
Rouge, Louisiana, USA. These people were living in that town, their
kids attended the local high school, the mother had a part time job
running what today would be considered to be a day-care service; and
they seemed to have major connections to the entertainment world.
Same as Cousin Donald the multi-billionaire. I may be a lightweight
loser, Mister Arms-waver; but take you for a prime example. Is there
one other wealthy person who took such an interest in entertainment;
ladies and gentlemen? You see, there is an Astral Plane group called
the Briggbase. The real entity that is just dreaming he is Donald
Trump humanly, runs and controls this Briggbase and its ops. Many of
their satellite families, were the stealth agencies after 1948, and
still are today; and many of these folks are also in and part of the
gang of mind-control world owners/entertainment world gurus. My
father told me also, that hitler said that if he could take over
Hollywood, he could win the Second War War without dropping another
bomb. This is a topic that could be discussed at lengths that would
take days and days of me typing and you reading, and you don't seem
much interested in me any more, as per my view counts. So I am not
about to keep casting my pearls before all of this swine, to quote
directly fro the mighty historical scriptures.
ALL
SAVANTS KNOW THIS ONE; 'THE END'.
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