Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
CHAPTER
3
PASTED
IN FROM THE WEATHER BUG (TWB)
SHARED
ON THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM).
Autumn
Car Care Tips
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The
heat of summer is over and the deep freeze of winter is just right
around the corner. Now is the perfect time to take care of your car
for the autumn chill ahead.
Here are a few things you can do to prepare your car for the cooler weather ahead.
Change Your Air Filter
Dust and pollen accumulates in your air filter all summer long and a dirty filter decreases airflow, horsepower and engine performance. Autumn is the perfect time to give your car a breath of fresh air. Replacing an air filter on most cars is very easy; it takes about 30 minutes and generally requires no tools. It is one of the quickest, inexpensive do-it-yourself maintenance owners can do on their car.
Check the Battery
Extreme cold weather can zap car batteries of the power needed to start and run a car. Batteries older than 3 or 4 years are more susceptible to fail, especially if they are having trouble starting a car during warm weather. Have your battery checked by your local mechanic to make sure it is in good working order. Replace it if necessary. Also, don't forget to carry jumper cables in your car in case your battery fails.
Check the Tires
Tires need autumn attention. Check your tires to make sure that they are properly inflated and have enough tread to provide sufficient wet traction. If you live in a climate that gets snow or ice in winter, make sure the tires are rated "all-season," at a minimum. In very snowy areas, be sure to exchange summer or all-season tires this fall with snow tires before the first snowfall. Some states won't allow cars on the road when they are covered with snow unless snow tires and/or chains are installed on the vehicle, so don't procrastinate. Check with your state's highway department for further information.
Check the Engine
The oil, antifreeze, belts and hoses should be checked during your autumn car check-up. Oil should be changed regularly to keep an engine running at its maximum efficiency. Antifreeze should last between 2 to 5 years, depending on the type. If it's been awhile since you've had it changed, take it to the mechanic to have it checked. At the same time, have your mechanic check hoses for leaks and belts for signs of stress.
Check Wiper Blades and Washer Fluid
Wiper blades tend to only last one to two years, so if they haven't been replaced recently, be sure to replace them before the autumn rains arrive. While you are at the auto store buying new wiper blades, pick up several gallons of washer fluid. You will likely go through it as autumn's road grime turns to winter salt spray.
By following these tips, you will be less likely to have problems this autumn and you will be more prepared for winter.
Here are a few things you can do to prepare your car for the cooler weather ahead.
Change Your Air Filter
Dust and pollen accumulates in your air filter all summer long and a dirty filter decreases airflow, horsepower and engine performance. Autumn is the perfect time to give your car a breath of fresh air. Replacing an air filter on most cars is very easy; it takes about 30 minutes and generally requires no tools. It is one of the quickest, inexpensive do-it-yourself maintenance owners can do on their car.
Check the Battery
Extreme cold weather can zap car batteries of the power needed to start and run a car. Batteries older than 3 or 4 years are more susceptible to fail, especially if they are having trouble starting a car during warm weather. Have your battery checked by your local mechanic to make sure it is in good working order. Replace it if necessary. Also, don't forget to carry jumper cables in your car in case your battery fails.
Check the Tires
Tires need autumn attention. Check your tires to make sure that they are properly inflated and have enough tread to provide sufficient wet traction. If you live in a climate that gets snow or ice in winter, make sure the tires are rated "all-season," at a minimum. In very snowy areas, be sure to exchange summer or all-season tires this fall with snow tires before the first snowfall. Some states won't allow cars on the road when they are covered with snow unless snow tires and/or chains are installed on the vehicle, so don't procrastinate. Check with your state's highway department for further information.
Check the Engine
The oil, antifreeze, belts and hoses should be checked during your autumn car check-up. Oil should be changed regularly to keep an engine running at its maximum efficiency. Antifreeze should last between 2 to 5 years, depending on the type. If it's been awhile since you've had it changed, take it to the mechanic to have it checked. At the same time, have your mechanic check hoses for leaks and belts for signs of stress.
Check Wiper Blades and Washer Fluid
Wiper blades tend to only last one to two years, so if they haven't been replaced recently, be sure to replace them before the autumn rains arrive. While you are at the auto store buying new wiper blades, pick up several gallons of washer fluid. You will likely go through it as autumn's road grime turns to winter salt spray.
By following these tips, you will be less likely to have problems this autumn and you will be more prepared for winter.
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Golly
gash gee darn it, 1988 and 1989 Copyright Examiners, and all of
Mountainpen's musical projects of those days and times; I sit here
wondering, WHAT NEXT, huh gorgeous Judge
Judy???????????????????????????????????
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
Hey,
I can't help who I was in my last lifetime.
JEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE;
lovely awesome Twinbay!
Sheriff,
and Attorney General, Paula is going to be the fuckiGN death of me if
it takes her a billion years to accomplish her mighty task. Watch out
Pirate Steve, you old chanting guru you! Flat fart Fiat cars, flat
stock markets, and no where near flat shaped baby momma's. Golly heck
YO, that lovely goddess is a big hunk of love that I never
appreciated as a fourteen year old boy; Mister Marcucci and all your
great Beatles friends!!!!!!!!!! Eat your heart out, Lenny god dam
McKinnon, distance delay radio handle 601.
But
it was 1910 when I came over here to Trenton. I never told a soul
what happened to me when I met the most wonderful awesome goddess, in
Trenton, New Jersey, and fell madly in love. In those days, it was
not considered perverted to marry girls as young as 13-17, and was
done more frequently than people in these times can imagine. When I
met her in that lifetime, she was just past age 14, and some have
hinted that maybe the wheel went around. Hey, like maybe it like did,
to quote the younger gen!
Tricky
teet-teet, little Marnie Disney from the far north-nestern regions of
Potterkovich, in Province Olympia, on Phase-2-PLANK REALITY, and
definitely not Joann, from 1976 and 1977. Don't kick the door in Bill
Marnie, and Mister McKnighten for cryin' out loud, YO!!!!!!!!!! WOW
that dude had some fucking killer hifi audio monitors,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hlkgnbh
gjrudheyf78577gnn fhgjdh-kdfjfghd. Now decode that, ladies and
gentlemen; and I'll see you in a briper
or so.
(BRIGGBASE
PERIOD)
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Mohr,
Mark Wayne, 1954-
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1980
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What
did one lawn mower man say to his partner, the number 2 lawn mower
man, besides get a job, Job.
Where
is the mighty Julia White going to jack into next???????
Sup
big Darius? How are the great Carolina's holding up, YO? Were you up
there back on the first day of 2008 summer, like WOW, YO DARIUS, it
is 080808, I know!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, no it's not, but hey, what can
JAY-JAY EVANS and I say 4 crissake?
Professor
Michio Kaku, of NYU, up there in the great state of New York, and all
empires; if anyone gets this message to you, it will possibly lead to
a true advancement in humankind over significant time, and I know
this to be a fact, because of my own personal dam life's experiences,
sir. The study of the mind and its so-called illnesses is very valid
on its face, despite having some powerful side effects to its main
effect, as do all things when playing around with curing and
treatment problems of the mind and the body. My quick point here, is
that if you open up any book on the topic of psychology/psychiatry,
you will see that if a patient were to tell his doctor anything about
Quantum Physics, that patient will be exhibiting numerous psychosis's
and psychotic features; and there is no way that I am telling
anything untrue here. I am giving it to you straight. You can prove
it for yourself, Professor. But we both know that there are things
that, despite people like me saying they are real, causes us to be
labeled insane and crazy, and maybe some politer words. What you guys
in th e world of Quantum dynamics and Theoretical Physics need to do,
is somehow have a third-party merge group, a combination and
collusion of both you quantum guys and gals, with those familiar with
psychiatry. This is a must, in order to truly help not only a lot of
mentally needy people, in this nation, and around this globe, but it
is vital in order to stop many things, or even to put a small dent
into things, such as America's very recent parabolicly exploding
crime wave and gun violence. Take fuckiGN me for a prime terrific
example here. No one into quantum dynamic truths can tell me, that
these ten years that I have been blogging my now 61 year old story as
the current me-life Mark Wayne Mountainpen Mohr, is not REAL. Psych
doctors will say that to me in a heartbeat however, and try to
medicate me with tropic drugs that would fuck me up twenty times
worse, and they cannot help people like me at all, many who
eventually snap, and then pow, bang bang bang, a place gets all shot
up. Even when I beg for help on blogs for ten straight years, I am
ignored, sneered and jeered at, mocked, and figuratively spat upon by
the world. Not one honest intelligent investigator can tell me I
don't have a real honest major story. They cannot deny my claims and
my life. But even when letters are written to top people from these
fairly important folks in their own right, they go ignored and
unanswered, be it the letter to the Admiral by Congressman Andrew's
assistant's, be it Ron Wirtz Senior at the Camden county Prosecutor's
Office trying to secure some real help for me, and this list could be
typed on for hours on end, I promise you all. What needs to happen in
all cases, is that experts must come together, studly, and eventually
agree not hings, or else, forget it, just like if I tried to prove
ICPE-APE-TECH in a court of law and how Trump has used this against
me to catapult his life into what it is today by a magical force that
no one could ever fucking truly deny, yet I would not be legally
permitted to introduce unaccepted by experts, evidence; such as this
technology and how it indeed is used against me, and probably even
now, many others also, who are blinded by present day blissful
willful ignorance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So my point here, Professor Kaku,
from someone wgo appreciates your mind and intellect, and is one of
your biggest fans from cable TV channels such as Science and History,
and others; Public Broadcast, and on and on; is that only
you will recognize my valid point here sir.
Their needs to be a colluded group of a new discipline here, half
psychiatric and half quantum physicist scientists. If this group,
call them whatever you like, could ever gain expert status, I
KNOW BEYOND ANY DOUBT, that I would be able to have a total cure in
my life and its invisible cosmic problems that surround me, and are
not some mentally ill delusion!
Another
problem however is the establishment, and the protection of the BIG
SHOTS.
I believe secretly for many reasons private to me, and between us;
that the late disco diva Donna Summer, knew a little bit about these
things, and I refuse to discuss this, unless someone wants to really
help in all of this; but she called this, the
“Mister Big shot Syndrome”.
You don't need to know any more for right now, not you Professor, and
not anyone reading these blogs. If I thought you needed to know, I'd
dam tell. But yes, to make my point, in her MBS-SYNDROME idea, things
will be hushed up if people have to KILL YOU, as you and m e little
peeps are always expendable, and some secrets must be there to
protect the BIG SHIOTS, which can translate to two items right off
the bat, any large celebrity, or any super wealthy person, close to
or in the Billionaire bracket!!!!!!!!
NOVEMBER
5, 2015,
LATE
ON A THURSDAY AFTERNOON,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA.
Maybe
back in the middle of 1983; I never should have allowed that 'STM'
cassette tape, to be added onto a music project, that I sent to the
GREAT AND POWERFUL (GAP) © Office.
It all but admits just what I am able to do; so why keep trying to
fucking dam hide it, YO? Pray on Christians, Swim on Mark the Shark;
and we'll all go on keeping the faith; J. Osteen, Colaman-ESS, and
future lovely Twinbay! Well, from the reference frame of the year of
2007 anyway, YO! But
Still,
Lenny Briscoe, and all DD's! Yeah, ''but still'' this, YO! Nasty fart
sounds, vomiting sounds, and asshole sike ward advertiser for bipolar
behavior, making his dumb ass stupid fucking sounds on TV!
NO
GOD DAM GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED, AND SO I
NO LONGER TAKE OUT TURKEY KNIVES; GAP-SSJKK.
My
beautiful Sarah-Stacey Scylla-Jehovah, brown eyed teen queen,
your THAT BOY will love U for ever and ever and ever, I will
never let U go. Any time U want to shine your long bright brown
hair on top of a mountain 4 me as U did for that idiot Moses,
just let me know, and I will B there 4U teen queen!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Rats, Tats, and Playing Real Football
RATS,
TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL, BLOG #5 ---- 072407.639
Police
R cruising through my area of residence more and more, as my
landlady is letting in more and more questionable slobs, one
dirt bag says he wants to the do the landlady’s younger grand
daughter, a tenth grader. I plan to get this info to her
through the back door, as I will tell Tom this, and anything
Tom hears goes straight to the landlady. Duh, U can shove your
overpriced crummy Hyundai cars and your stupid ass commercial,
up your ass, oh the shit I must suffer through to type on
little black keys, if I was in my place, dumb shit ads like
that get zipped off the radio or TV immediately
No
my fiends and friends, I intentionally told the story of my
life the way that I did. This simply put was because I know
that put any other way would never separate Mariah’s men from
her boys. Look 4 quick example at a place not all that far from
Ricktown where so much magic happens, but Lawtronics will not
permit phase 3 existence of this, so in it comes to us MW
humans as HARRY POTTER. Great fantastic stuff exists on the
astral realms, not just stuff that filters down in 3/4/5/phased
in human life interactions. But to separate me from most,
imagine now that Daniel Radcliffe the actor that is playing
this movie part, suddenly found himself, through no actions on
his part, having connected similar events in his human world
life as Daniel Radcliffe, that melt in and through the stuff in
the Harry Potter movies that he has starred in over the years?
This is how Sarah in ACNJUSAESMWG and the GREAT SARAH-STACEY
KRASSLE have merged together 4 me, and it is not something I
‘decided’ to make up. Both at age 14 and 41, inverted by
the way, I developed powerful feelings for this phase 4 part of
her, and it was not me but her 5th phase upline while asleep
and dreaming down into her mind’s creation, where my chain
interaction all occurred. I did nothing ever, nor did I ever
ask 4 any of these things 2 happen 2 me!!!!!!!!!! Since the
whole damn world is captured and infatuated with this Harry
Potter part of astrallity at present minper, I may as well use
it to make this example.
The
6th dimension or the ‘elevator room’ is part of all of this
in ways that I have only touched on up until now, but let me
tell U what happened when I tried to copy the Dark Shadows
character Count Petofi in late autumn of 1969 in early
November. The scenery in the park where I was when I threw some
self mad I-Ching wands on a picnic bench, suddenly just changed
and I seemed 2 still B sitting at the bench, yet all around me
was the beach and jetty of the south side of Schiff’s Central
Pier in ACNJUSAESMWG. I then saw my own self talking to a
friend of mine, a polio victim named Sigmund Malyeska. He told
me something that made me terribly sad, a real day wrecker like
a collision out at sea. I could not make out what he said, but
was tremendously aware that it had upset me horrendously. Then
a voice inside my mind said, non-audibly, this is taking place
on the 3rd day of your 1970 summer vacation at the shore.
indeed it was a day in late June the following summer, when
this did indeed occur, I first saw it in a trance, and later on
went on 2 actually experience it, and it was all part of an
evil plot of white slaver cultists to get me to join in with
them, and Ziggy was warning me, his exact words to me were, “go
home, go home”. 15 days later give or take, at 10 of the
clock post meridian, I went home, but now 37 years later I am
still waiting and hoping to GO HOME. I-Ching and its changes
via going through doors, is an ancient Chinese equivalent to
the elevator room of the sixth-dimension.
I
had a major astral projection, uninduced, same as saying I had
a UFO-Alien abduction, when U do not induce it through the
Fascitar 6-10 method or some other way that works 4U, it is one
and the same thing that people claim when they claim they R
abducted, UR not awake nor asleep and UR in a
Third-Thing-Happening. Speaking of which, in my big confession
blog recently posted, I never said I made up anything nor lied,
merely that I gave the world different explanations 4 the same
thing. Also I forgot to mention that Sarah Krassle was 10 at
the start on the beach where she took the chain out of my hand,
and then she was 14 upstairs in her shop when dreamshift put me
in the second part of this 2 part wild interaction. Someday, I
will tell things and back them up on my website with audible
and visual proofs, and you will all feel like shit 4
disbelieving me throughout all of this. Anyone out there
thinking any of this is empty threats, the gods’ need 2 bless
U bwaby-wuv. Maybe I should say, help U, if UR guilty of being
in any way a part of this unholy horrific conspiracy. Anyway,
in the interaction, I am leaving my body and literally flew out
of it with outstretched arms, and ended up landing on the
Atlantic City beach right at Ziggy’s jetty at Saint James
Place. There is no way 2 make this long story short and
maintain the integrity of the interaction. I will just tell U
that Diana got me out of it and told me she was coming to
protect me, and after waking out of it and being here on the MW
a short while, her lightning indeed came around with beautiful
pink white and purple colors, near and close 2 me. I went out
onto my porch 2B as near 2 my lovely queen as I could B. The
interaction had something 2 do with my dad owning the patent
rights to chocolate, and the details R now a bit sketchy 2 me.
I was running down the beach in long bouncing strides where I
was practically airborne most of the time, bouncing up high in
the air and moving at a fast clip. Some sheriffs wanted to
arrest me 4 doing something that I had absolutely no idea nor
clue what they were even talking about, but I was taken into an
office in an upstairs place, and led to a desk where voices on
a speakerphone were addressing me by name and telling me that I
was about 2B placed under arrest. I found myself in an elevator
with several giant sluts, some white, some black, and they were
laughing at me and telling me that the Arctic snows would melt
away B4 I would get out of this one. The entire thing had to do
with my father’s patent rights, and how I was accused of
being in collusion to rip off some big shot that enabled my dad
to get these patent rights. My mom and dad were on the beach,
and were taken into custody, and I made a run into the ocean,
put my arms out and kept thinking forward until I was moving
about 30 knots, and ended up around Wildwood, NJUSAESMWG. The
beaches here and there, R nearly as wide as those at the shores
of the Teck Bay on the astral plane. I was greeted by some
lifeguards that came directly up 2 me and told me that I am not
on the astral world, and demanded 2 know how I could just put
my arms out and move forward. I started long stride running
again up towards Wildwood’s boardwalk, I was somewhere near
Morey’s Pier. When I got close to the boardwalk I was dream
shifted back to the beach near the jetty at Saint James Place
back in Atlantic City. The sheriff’s were just up the beach
and I tried running again, but even though I could run like the
wind, joggers were passing me like I was a turtle. The
sheriff’s were laughing real loud and telling me that I do
not have a prayer of getting out of this. Then a bunch of huge
6 foot 3 inch Amazon type girls grabbed me and threw me down
and started punching the stew chewing daylights out of me until
I died and came back into my body here in Hammonton,
NJUSAESMWG.
About Me
Thursday, July 26, 2007
BLOG #6
RATS,
TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL -------- 072607.499 Blog #6
In blog #5, I typed in a typographical error when I said it was May 39, the 0 and the 9 are keys right next to each other, and obviously I meant 2 say Memorial Day of 1969 on May thirtieth.
OK, so many now perhaps may B questioning the integrity of Morianity, and this is the chance I take. This will separate the real believers from the phonies someday. This is Y also throughout my four blogs up to this point in BLOG FIVE; I would tell some of the story and not put it all in linear time order. But 4 those who cannot C what really is going on, 99.999% of those that someday will get around 2 reading my blogs, I will appear as a delusional fantasizer, but to the important few, they will get to C a major truth that went down around me, and I had no one anywhere at any timer to ever help me figure this incredible shit out. I did it all by myself bwaby-wuv!!!!!!!!
In blog #5, I typed in a typographical error when I said it was May 39, the 0 and the 9 are keys right next to each other, and obviously I meant 2 say Memorial Day of 1969 on May thirtieth.
OK, so many now perhaps may B questioning the integrity of Morianity, and this is the chance I take. This will separate the real believers from the phonies someday. This is Y also throughout my four blogs up to this point in BLOG FIVE; I would tell some of the story and not put it all in linear time order. But 4 those who cannot C what really is going on, 99.999% of those that someday will get around 2 reading my blogs, I will appear as a delusional fantasizer, but to the important few, they will get to C a major truth that went down around me, and I had no one anywhere at any timer to ever help me figure this incredible shit out. I did it all by myself bwaby-wuv!!!!!!!!
No,
think whatever U want 2 ladies and gentlemen, I can prove, only
‘they’ won’t allow me 2, that all my claims R valid and
totally real. Ed Himacane now has his air conditioner, surge
protectors, printer, scanner, and all other needed apparatus 4
me 2 shortly work more seriously on my website. The only thing
holding it back is the Atlantic County crummy justice system.
The gods R using the KING’S 2 stop me, but if her parole was
violated; I would have the time needed to complete the major
necessary work on my website, 'morianity-foundation.com'. She
would B better off in the system, she does not want to improve,
and it is really a shame, as she has many gifts, she is
beautiful and built and smart and talented. But my opinion of
substance abusers is simple, I have no time 4 them, they
interfere with all of the lives of those around them, who R not
doing a damn thing wrong.
No, nothing was made up, and please do not think 4 one minper that the Russell Thaxton thing never happened, not the chain-interaction and its subsequent disappearance.
Last weekend was super hell harassment and persecution at my work site, and the air and sky is always bad, wrecking my moon. The weather is all controlled, and has not been naturally occurring on this sick ball of hurl for decades since the nuclear blasts over 2 Japanese cities late in the 1940’s. I am smart enough to add one plus one and not end up with 63.0846587.
No, nothing was made up, and please do not think 4 one minper that the Russell Thaxton thing never happened, not the chain-interaction and its subsequent disappearance.
Last weekend was super hell harassment and persecution at my work site, and the air and sky is always bad, wrecking my moon. The weather is all controlled, and has not been naturally occurring on this sick ball of hurl for decades since the nuclear blasts over 2 Japanese cities late in the 1940’s. I am smart enough to add one plus one and not end up with 63.0846587.
No
my fiends and friends, I intentionally told the story of my life the
way that I did. This simply put was because I know that put any other
way would never separate Mariah’s men from her boys. Look 4 quick
example at a place not all that far from Ricktown where so much magic
happens, but Lawtronics will not permit phase 3 existence of this, so
in it comes to us MW humans as HARRY POTTER. But an old friend of
mine, Bob McDowell soon will become the head big wig cheese of the
entire Federal Communications Commission. He remembers only too well,
our teacher, Daniel Mackey, having the same message for him in 1972,
that B2M presents with their band name. Am I wrong Mister Marcucci,
Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister McDowell? If so, I'd love
you tell me the darn error of my ways.
Am
I wrong Mister Marcucci, Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister
McDowell?
Am
I wrong Mister Marcucci, Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister
McDowell?
Am
I wrong Mister Marcucci, Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister
McDowell?
Am
I wrong Mister Marcucci, Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister
McDowell?
Am
I wrong Mister Marcucci, Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister
McDowell?
Am
I wrong Mister Marcucci, Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister
McDowell?
Am
I wrong Mister Marcucci, Mister Mackey, Misses Marola, and Mister
McDowell?
SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT;
Dad and Dawn-Marie.
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HALL'S
WALLS ARE NOT SOME JOKE. EVERY MOTHER FUCKING SERIOUS UFOLOGY BUFF
HAS FELT THEM, SEEN THEM, AND EXPERIENCED THEM PERSONALLY. IF YOU
THINK MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR IS GOING TO DIE IN SOME FUCKED UP
LONELY HEARTS CLUB ON THIS ONE, FOLKS; YOU'RE FUCKIGN CUNT NUTTIER
THAN I CAN EVER BE ACCUSED OF BEING, YO YO YO YO. STILL, SHERIFF SIR,
THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME TODAY. GREAT JOB. YOU ARE A GOOD MAN,
SIR!!!! And please; just be glad you don't have such horrible kids.
People
have wondered why I appear to be so timeless. I'm not timeless; the
fawces are; and have chosen me, to play this absurd and beyond
ridiculous game with. Some asked me over the past twenty years, why
this chain deal in 1969 is so pivotal with my life, at least in my
personal opinion. I doubt I ever told too much of why I believe this,
despite listing what happened to me regarding this thing, back in
December of 1969. We all have our events as well as our own somewhat
unique reactions to those events, in all of our personal journey's
through the cosmos. Maybe in that exact way, that scripture in the
bible is totally true, regarding no situation being uncommon to man
that can ever happen to anyone. Recently I used that to almost
discredit the entire scriptures. Then I accuse others of
misinterpretation of both the bible as well as my words, and many
other things. I don't want to be a hypocrite, and for that, I am
sorry and do apologize. Look, I am no perfect little fucking angel. I
did some very bad fucking shit both as a youth, and as a fully grown
man who knew better. By the standards of the “L&O” crowd, I
should be hopelessly locked away somewhere. Well, fuck you all.
BUTTTTTTTT; let me explain this
one little thing, regarding HOW I FEEL about December of 1969, the
chain dream, the giant asterisk vapor trail; and the entire
twenty-seven feet of this entire ugly unholy mess.
I
was not the kid next door by any means, the day before this all
happened. Halls fawces, and all the brick walls to come that
prevented me from being within mega light years of normalcy, were
already in place. I told a story about the month of February, ten
months earlier that year, where I was sitting on the newly built
Lindenwold High Speed Line rail system, and suddenly just knew that I
existed and that all of this was there behind me. Eventually, I was
TOLD this is psychotic delusions. They still tell me this if I am
stupid enough to believe this hocus pocus. THEY
know better, and THEY try to tell
you it is bullshit. The UFO people all know very fucking well,
just how real and yes, even terrifying, this
great BRICK WALL, that stops a person from ever getting
vindication, from this paranormal, and unnatural experience. I am
speaking here of any kind, as it makes no difference, as all victims
of the WALL know so perfectly well!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So
how do I feel about it all? Well, what would be a normal feeling, for
this type of stimulus that would be thrown at anyone who is somewhat
normal and part of this human race? I'll fucking tell you, my kind
wonderful people. ANGRY and SLIGHTED, and yet all the while, almost
revoltingly blissful because YOU TOTALLY KNOW that you have singled
out by whoever and whatever put all those fuckiGN stars up in that
fucking night sky, for something far greater than anyone could even
possibly ever imagine. Now right away, this kind of talk in the world
of psychology, is called a delusion and several psychotic features. I
know this from picking up the newest version of the DSM, the bible of
the head shrinkers. They of course are not limited to this one book
and source, but it is their holy grail, despite many telling things
to the contrary. You cannot ever tell a story such as mine or such as
a lot of people. It is impossible to do. Telling it already in the
great book, makes you a crazy lunatic nut case crackpot. It is set up
intentionally as the ultimate BRICK WALL. All of psychiatry was
created for this exact purpose, and only a very few know this total
truth. Saying it too loudly or in the wrong place can get a person
fuckiGN jailed. Think I'm making this up? Try it. Just try it. I had
all of the symptom of AIDS back before this was all started, in the
spring of 1977, while employed at Mars Graphic Services. My blood was
tested for this and shown to be negative, a few years back. I was
told there is no cure for this. I know I had it. My mouth was full of
large canker sores all the time, and I had a never ceasing illness
that left me weak and drained. I got real skinny and almost died
before the year was out. Then I got a little better. But five years
later, again I developed a rare type of Lymph Gland glandular
dysfunction and a very unusual type of overactive or hypothyroidism.
I was placed on 28 milligrams weekly of ativan. This masked the
symptoms and allowed me to function. As time progresses, again; I got
better. To this day I have this condition, yet I do not have Auto
Immune Deficiency Syndrome. My blood was tested for this exact thing
back before I left the Harvest up on Orange and Twenty-Fifth Streets
back in late eleven. But shortly after this, the American Medical
Association or AMA decided to get a big ass collusion together and
stop me from being able to take this anti-anxiety medication that
only served to relax the neck, the glands shrink and the muscles
relax. This is a plot now to murder me covertly, knowing I am old and
frail, and will die and it will look natural. What they don't know is
that I fully absolutely have lived this entire cycle for about 200
times, and fully plan to come back again, and indwell myself on that
train, and again in the next 1969, I will try hard not to let the
adults talk me out of what I know to be true. Somehow in the
following ten months, they will do a lot of things to me as a result
of this, those behind the great WALL of power and silence and covert
stealth. Next time, I have a plan that will wipe out this entire
bunch from hell, before jerk off fucking Reagan gets a chance to get
into power, and begin all of this with me. Laugh all you want to, but
it will be curtains the next time around, for you, not me. In the
fifth dimension, this next cycle is merely a parallel universe where
right now, fifth dimensionally, it exists. I am honing and tuning
into this right now via solo-ESS practicing. This is why the great
SSJK is doing all she is doing, and a lot of it will make a lot of
sense, to those very few who know to shut up, yet also know deep
down, that my story is real. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
Speaking
of horrible and mischievous kids, Sheriff sir, she is hacking me big
time, and I think that she has been doing this to me all along since
2008, and since 1980 long before I had any of these Gates/Jobs
machines in my dam ass life, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEE IS IT
HOT. Whaaaaaaaaa!
MARCH
20, 2015,
FRIDAY
AFTERNOON AT 1:22,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 85 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 53% FEELING LIKE 88.
WIND
IS WSW AT 4 WITH GUSTING TO 7.
Yeah,
we are up here in the future a bit now. Let me paste in the correct
data, Sheriff, before PEE takes me back in time to the Round House
Estate, back in 1989, in Egg Harbor City, New Jersey, in a parallel
universe; where I have several Spanish American partners, and am a
part of a super huge land management company, and my cousin Donald
was never in my life, destroying it, with intentionally
created
parallel
event.
Even the mighty Einstein did not believe roulette can be beaten, and
I have the data, well; I had the data, until the Milituforce and
Trump scum, back in 1989; bullied and threatened Rob Provenzono and
me, and stopped
us from proving that this game can be beaten,
by
the use of parallel event.
But it is OK for that fuckiGN evil monster, to go using this on me;
huh
kind Sheriff, Kenneth J. Mascara, sir?????????????
Good
hot gravy, PP, I'll never forget you saying to me over the phone a
few years ago in '11, “Why would you want to be in Fort Pierce”?
Hay brother, I don't want anything. Not my residence, not my
miseries, not my life. SHEEEEEEEEEIT, and even on this official
TWINBAY-DAY as declared so far by the National Broadcasting Company;
I cannot help my negative dam feelings. One dam minute Admiral Spock
Humpwhales Hicks!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Funny-funny-funny,
Mizz Sheila Hugetits Franklin!
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The
Seaport Hotel of Boston, Massachusetts.
Hey not that far away in a suburb of the city, called Braintree, in
February of 1948, my late distant cousin Arthur Huntington, hung
himself in a basement of his home, after murdering his wife and
mother in law quite brutally with an ax, in their sleep. LOVELY
FAMILY I HAVE! I would turn my back on the ocean in a hurricane
before I would think about trusting them with a 180 turn for a New
York freaking micro second, YO!!!!!!!!!!
©
Mark Wayne Mohr 2006-2015
Blogs
Of Mountainpen (BOM)
''Jesus
Katy Christ'', to quote my father; and a dam ''Holy moley, nothing
makes any sense'', from his son. Still, I was wrong about the
mysterious counter last night, that updates hits on my blog. It seems
that the new day at Blogger, despite Google and Blogger being 3 in
the morning for a day to change out on their Pacific Time Zone,
still, I believe the time that the count splits off each day is more
around 10 in the evening, my time, and 7 their time. Please don't ask
me why. Just like back on Wednesday or Thursday some time, my AT&T
telephone that displays the time as a service, automatically,
switched back for the standard time from daylight savings time, only
they did it 3 days ahead of schedule. I am very curious as to why,
sir George, and not the tax collecting gate king of Lilly's
Lilliputian Livery, in Haddonfield, New Jersey. Like
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
NOVEMBER
5, 2015,
LATE
SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:28
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 80 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-84/L-77).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 74%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 84.
WIND
IS ENE AT 10, WITH GUSTS TO 23.
HH88—--HH88----HH88----HH88
HERBERT
HUNTINGTON, the father of my mom's Uncle Arthur Huntington, father in
law of my mom's Aunt Alice Gallagher of Chicago, Illinois, USA, was
almost as interesting a dude as his son and other fam, YO. Numbers
fascinate many people, from nobody's like me, to great artists of all
times, including our own. Still, this never will alter the fact that
LSD is not needed to use the great FASCITAR, and also, that my
persecution is very real and not a psychotic delusion, made up in a
mentally ill mind. Two years after this horrible shit all began, I
began to make very special musical projects, the Epitome of
Harassment original as well as the Part 2 and Part 3 projects, all in
1988 and in 1989.
My
life is total hell!
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AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA,
RIGHT MIKE 1971 MCNULTY???
Every
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off joke on the pitiful pathetic mother fuckiGN mountainpen, YO
BRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
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