MONDAY THE PEARL, MONDAY THE PEARL, MONDAY THE PEARL!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH
WOW MOOMY DEAEST!
AND
JEEEEEEZ-LOUISE IF WE PLEASE, TWINBAY.
Mountainpen
loves cold places, such as wonderful ALASKA. You go Alaska. You
totally rock, BRAH!
Now
why exactly, Sarah Callio Martino, somewhere in hyperspace; trapped
me in a lighthouse, and yelled my name out, over and over,
'JoJo-joJo; I
will never totally know,
so let me widen the scope of the topic, so we can see this in a
larger blend of bigger pictures, and out of one tiny confined box;
great ladies and gentlemen. First, my spell-checker is disabled, so I
must close the word program out and reboot into it to activate the
anti-hack procedure. OK I'm
back,
EVIL CHUCKIE, DAWN-MARIE, BEETLEJUICE NONSTAR, and FREDDY
ELM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Now
AGAIN, we have a stock market that is responding
+++POSITIVELY+++ to terrorism,
and that makes me more nervous than any fucking terrorist ever could,
with all their dam weapons and horror!!!!!!!!!! Let
me take this statement from two blogs back, and expound on it, in
light of our new topic with lighthouse-nightmares, given t me by the
quintessential and ultimate ''dream weaver'', the great LORDESS,
translated of course to SAR-AH! I do not know how so many people love
horror shows, and they do, even when they can relate to horror in
their own personal lives; but here is a little bit of shit straight
off of the newsy's morning truck; wonderful folks, including
Mister Miracle Man Macy-34??!!!!!
Diva
Shania,
and her colorful non dreamed
city of major song rip offs,
merely opens a few cracked peep holes, in the dam ass doorway, to
many truths and secrets, about both music,
and its
interaction with Mountainpen
(me) for crying out freaking ass loud, YO!!!!!!!!!!! As I said, the
government, and its agencies, always side with the big superstar
people, the big
giant moguls
of the business world, the top
folks on the ladder rungs
that are nearest to the fucking cirrus clouds, and this
no way excludes the mighty and wonderful GAP United States Library Of
Congress Copyright Office,
and what they did to me in the late summer time in 1980, in favor of
Marcy
Levy and Robin Gibb,
of the great world famous superstar Gibb Brothers BEEGEE
music assholes; and their theft of my pal Tom Glenn's arrangement, on
my LOST
LOVE SONG!
Yes sir/ yes ma'am, the great and powerful (GAP) ©
OFFICE, always sides with the big wigs; and screws shit up, and even
alters documents TO
FAVOR THESE SUPER WEALTHY FUCKING CUNT CRIMINALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I
would not dare say these on my blog that were untrue, about powerful
organizations and people, but folks, when they commit criminal acts
on me and steal me blind, and I get robbed, assaulted, raped, and
fuckiGN screwed with for my entire life after leaving high school at
Cooley Wormhole Hall, in Haddonfield, New Jersey, USA, ESMWG; then to
quote Sigmund Malyeska back in June and July of 1969, “Mark, that's
the way it goes”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh boy oh boy, to quote my dam
mother from that era and later on as well, and other shit I won't
bother to say. Still, memories come swarming in with the fuckign
ocean tide, and especially about my moods, and the wild wacko people
who did wild wacko freaking shit to me in those days that to quote
Mister Edward Himacane Lynch, “cannot be explained”, YO, I
cannot tell exactly who told what, or what I heard through what IMHO
were very reliable grapevines, and things along this nature;
BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, I learned around the time that I was writing my
blog about a year, that I am already in this family of great
washcloths, long before I was brought further into it, during a
summer time act of passion, underneath the Central Pier of Atlantic
City!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes
great Paula Uwich and Braxton Sisters; you tried to tell me, and I
thought all of you were fuckiGN ass nuts back in 1998. Like
WOW, RHM!
Aunt
Alice Gallagher, of Chicago, Illinois; I'll bet you'd do just about
anything, not to have climbed into be with my mom's cousin Arthur
Huntington, that last freaking night of your life, before he took a
dam ax to you and your dam mom down the hallway. Hang in there,
Cousin Alice, or better said perhaps, all WAYV radio stations of the
great Atlantic City, New Jersey, Sir Noose Basement Arthur!
JEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE!!!!!!!!! Holy mailbox destruction, Arthur Crane
and all Arthur's all over the place; what fucking next, if I can
quote, without the bad language, the wonderful JUJU. My
mom also told me about that same thing on that truck thirteen years
later, so it just has to be the guy, plus mom told me he was about
late fortyish in age, and he was looking around age 35 to me,
when I saw him on that late spring night back in the year of 1983.
This is all why I bring up that cool fucking documentary on
television that I saw, so dam often on my blogs, from 1988, called,
“UFO-THE
COVER UP”,
on WPIX,
New York City, TV,
YO!!!! Jesus Christmas Trees at Cooley, THAT
WAS THE EQUATION
all along; right Nurse
Chapel,
Doctor
Roger Corby,
and Gene
Allberries Roddenberry,
of Blucranville, of all great Incollingo's Grocery Store cup cakes,
with transdimensional ingredients???????? And so exactly why didn't
the hang in there forest fire Huntington Hammonton Police, fine me
that day for not having proper identification, during that attempted
murder, and transdimensional shifting of the Blucran
Mysteries.
I'll bet you all a million dollars, that super
talented and wonder Mariah Carey
knows
a lot more than she will ever tell!
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA, UNITED STATES.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR BLOGS 2006-2015.
Every
mother fucking twat eating claim that I ever make or have made or
will go on making on this wide world web system is totally true and
accurate, and can be backed up by anybody with the fucking desire to
GOOGLE around and find it all out for themselves, BRAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Good old cunt sniffing Jane Thistleweeds just struck me at page
eleven of eleven, and I was positive this page had turned to fucking
twelve. I don't know how this miserable fucking bitch sucking whore
from 1993's baseball park, in Atlanta fucking ass Georgia, manages to
pull this shit off over and over; and she
will indeed be the dick licking fucking death of me, YO YO YO YO YO
BRO, YO!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO WAY 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 FUCKING
POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY!
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Look,
I can go all over the place, to other times and other dimensions,
and the problem is that no one in the world is ready for a bunch
of non registered private journey travelers, skipping across the
hyperspace, doing all sorts of things that the world powers have
no power or control over. The problem I will always have with all
of this shit is the evental-time-warp of 1987, and my pal David.
If they did not want all this to happen, they should have just
allowed me to live a normal life, which is all I ever wanted to
fucking do in the first place, not be here trying to create the
one and only religion for an entire millennium. It is these
paradoxes and philosophical conundrums that just don't cut it in
the making sense department, and I'll be the fucking first dude at
the gate holding up a huge sign saying just that!
Oh
sweet Mommy and Moomy Deaest, what can I say here to you wonderful
people? I suppose that I could reiterate this little ditty if I
had a mind to, you gals are
no longer here in this veil of tears, beers, cheers, queers,
deers, smears, jeers, and fears!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hay,
my blog may by no means be ''thee
biggest''; right Mister Miracle Man Macy-34? Still, we endeavor to
freaking try, great folks, YO! WHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
When
I needed to use that memory however, I brought it back into my
surface mental consciousness, over at Tom Chillmo's home, in
Ventnor, New Jersey, in 1970, as discussed on prior early
Morianity blogging from the first two years of it, in 2006 and
2007. ''Remember'' that little squib, folks? I a able due to
powerful meditation and self-mind-control, to forget just about
all of the jury verdict decisions on the great television show,
''Law & Order''. Without doing that, even though I can
practically recite the entire show line by line and be able to
play the parts myself without hardly studying up at all, I still
am able to block-out the very end part, and without that, watching
these repeats would become a lot more boring and dull, fantastic
as these shows all are. Let me add in this additional part of
information. Controlling the mind is a powerful weapon that has
helped me survive a monstrous fiendish horrific hell with devilish
forces and demonic folks, for a very very mother fucking long
time, roughly around four and a half dam ass decades, and that's
some stretch, people, YO! Many other monster ass folks want to use
my techniques to control others. This I would never think to do,
although as stated, thinking in other people's voice sound, is
indeed a deadly weapon. I no of very few defenses against it.
Christians pray when this demonic oppression comes upon them, to
go by their ideas. How successful this all is is not for me to
say. I only speak for myself, and as mister Pedersen would tell
me, that is a great way to keep your teeth for a longer time. He's
fuckiGN right, YO!
For
right now, I do want to prove that I am not just a crackpot kuke.
I said I want to, but if HALLS FAWCES won't permit it, then there
is not a whole lot I can do about the dam situation, kind folks.
WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
I
said it before, and I am not ashamed to tell this over and over
and over again!!!!!!!!!
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
Sarah
Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet
DECEMBER
6, 2015,
EARLY
SUNDAY MORNING AT 1:55,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 71 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-71/L-71).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 94%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 76.
WIND
IS E AT 16, WITH GUSTS TO 25.
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DECEMBER
6, 2015,
EARLY
SUNDAY MORNING AT 1:55,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 71 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-71/L-71).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 94%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 76.
WIND
IS E AT 16, WITH GUSTS TO 25.
TOTAL
RAIN TODAY IN CENTI-INCHES---0002.
Oh
those lovely moons from the great charter school of Port Saint Lucie.
W---O---W!!!
This
is back again, Federal
Bureau of Investigation,
meaning that just maybe, I will get to see these gorgeous magical
moons, once in a dam while, YO!!!!!!!!!!! I too have learned through
these three decades of total hell, kind FBI; to do profiling,
statistical analysis, and much more.
You
guys and gals ain't the only one who the good Lord handed out brains
to, YO!!!!!!! Please give my best to Agent Steve Caruso, of Austin,
Texas, USA, BRO! TANKS!!!!
FOR
MORE CONTINUED BLOG PASTES,
GO
TO, 'NOTES
TO MYSELF, PAGE
5'
This
is how I keep my pages of pastes; folks.
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TRANSMISSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CHRIS,
ED, AND THE MILITUFORCE BLOGAUD
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UPDATED 3:00 PM EST, December 5, 2015
On
the first Sunday of meteorological winter, the weather will
feature fall-like temperatures under azure-blue skies for many
portions of the U.S., while residents in other spots will see
more drenching rains and heavy snow.
A
storm system over the eastern Pacific will move into the
Pacific Northwest and weaken by Sunday evening. Rain along the
Northwest coast on Saturday will move into northern California
and the Intermountain West on Sunday, with heavy snow at the
higher elevations. In addition, snow over the northern Cascades
that fell Saturday will continue into Sunday.
Meanwhile,
a cold front lingering along southern Florida will continue to
squeeze out copious amounts of rain over Miami and southeastern
Florida, but much of central and northern Florida will be
spared from seeing much in the way of rainfall.
Elsewhere,
skies will be sunny-to- partly sunny over southern California,
the Desert Southwest, the Rockies, and the Great Plains.
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the Midwest, the South, and the eastern U.S., from Atlanta to
Boston.
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Northwest, as well as central and northern Rockies, the 30s in
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soon as I got up, I took the motorcycle dirt fuckiGN bag attack,
which is back on a roll again, SHERIFF MASCARA sir. If some
poor fuckiGN person gets a heart attack, from these Milituforce
enemies; don't blame me; as I have reported
this on more than one occasion now, mother
fuckers!!!!!!!!!!!!! This illegal biker gunning his fuckiGN shit,
right at my window, at all hours, last night and today being very bad
again; and the car stereo dirt bag attacker
too!!!
THINGS
HAVE BECOME REAL MOTHER FUCKIGN BAD FOR ME AGAIN, SHERIFF MASCARA
SIR, OF SAINT LUCIE COUNTY, FLORIDA, USA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Boy
oh boy oh boy oh boy, Moomy Deaest and mommy, are things real mother
fuckign cunt sucking horrendous again, for poor little mother fucking
me, YO YO YO YO YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!
SAFE
JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0201
SUPPLEMENTAL
ENTRY
START
OF BLOG:
These
cunt lapping mother fucking enemies of mine, just won't stop fucking
tormenting and torturing me, it is 24/7/365.2422.
Thursday
yesterday, and Friday today, they are putting me through loud
neighborhood attacks with jerk off neighbors, yesterday, the
inspectors returned, telling me I had broken electrical recepticals,
when I don't. Somehow the first inspectors wrote it down wrong or got
the wrong apartment, and when I was with them, some nosy young slut
was right out my door, a teenager, and it was all extremely annoying.
Today the same nabes have been loud and annoying also. On top of
that, I have decided to give up music, and leave shortly for Baghdad
or Afghanistan, to work as private security in a dangerous location
where the pay scale is high. This way after a few years, I can go to
Americana or some other similar type of South American village or
area, and live like a king, without all this mother fucking horse
shit. I just cannot take this any longer.
Major
fucking hacking is back, word-disappearing hacks, mouse jump hacks,
and many others, along with the never ceasing space bar hacking, the
fave of all word-program hackers. Brainless fuckiGN scum bags from
hell, that's all hackers are and ever were or will be, unless they
are assisting the state, local, or federal government against
domestic or foreign enemies and hackers, with their own hacking!
I
am quite sure that the ICPE situation of the
PARALLEL EVENT, is causing my PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES BASEBALL
TEAM to lose and lose and lose, and the DOW JONES STOCK MARKET will
turn around now, and soar up 5 thousand points, despite its recent
mother fucking ass drop. I know how all of this shit works, and I
should. It has been going on ever since I FUCKING DIED, WENT TO HELL,
AND REMAINED THERE FOREVER AND EVER, BACK ON THE 15TH DAY OF AUGUST,
IN THE YEAR OF 1986. SOSO-WEIN-SSDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY
MOTHER FUCKING LIFE IS ONE HUGE DAM
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Barrel Already
Rated!!!!
Already
rated, fucked, screwed, and porked, CUBAN CUBED, lads and
lassies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Jane
fucking whoreshit Thistlethornweeds just struck me again, YO. I need
to god dam ass compensate!!!!!!!!!
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