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When
I was a young man, as well as a boy; I had something that I miss a
lot. A real world. This one is as
fucking phony as a three dollar and forty two cent bill, on steroids.
Not only have the mechanization systems totally taken over, but
unlike the discussions of this very event coming to fruition, back in
my younger times; people are clueless that it happened, because of
the clever way that it did! Hey asshole mother fucker co-citizens of
EARTH; of course it is going to be super
mother fucking clever, YO. I need Mister what's his dam
mind-hacked out name, who played that role with Captain Star Trek
Picard, and Julia Gorgeous Roberts, called, “Conspiracy Theory”,
to chime in right about here and now; to explain as he did so well
back in the middle-late nineteen-nineties, Mister Mel Gibson; thank
you for releasing the MIND-HACK on me, MILI-2-FORCE; when he
said that “it wouldn't be a really great unstoppable conspiracy, if
people could just see right through it”. What is fuckiGN wrong with
cock sucking people, YO?????????????????
Hyperspace
and the multiverse is or maybe said much better, contains all of the
answers, when all bundled up together as its own larger fifth
dimension, as opposed to seeing life is these flimsy and limited
three dimensions from the cradle to fucking ass grave. Many great
shows are indeed starting to air on intelligent television networking
systems such as History and Science channels, but they have a long
ways to go. Not even a whispered hint about the EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY is yet discussed any place. Give it time, and give
my Morianity time, to work its magic. It will, I promise you.
Finishing
the updated game with Google, I obeyed the great SSJK, and then
decided to take things a little bit further, what, I am not allowed
to breathe or do anything in this world? I was stopped and hacked at
every turn. Still, there is no video camera, there is no parlor
trick, there is no anything. All there is peeps, is a void infinity,
total nothing-ness. Why I bother to go on dreaming this silly stupid
pookah nightmare, is my own foolish ridiculousness, Mack from
Maryland-1967. Say hi and red-X
to lovely Louise for me, YO. I know the entire future, peeps need to
know this has all been a trick to pretend it is a trick. Lois Foca
spoke the truth. The McKinnon Fascitar is real, and I have told the
inhabitants of this Earth how to go anywhere and do anything. Use it,
ignore it, that's all on all of you, BRAH!
Things
that seem to be happening the world over are pure illusion. The 6th
dimension is where it all is going down, that is the true arena, not
the lower Astral Plane, or any of its dreamed-down twinned realities
of the 5th dimensional hyperspace. This is not a new
Mountainpen statement, yet needs insertion right now, into this blog.
If a person could truly master setting up the 6th
dimensional arena, their reality here would be a million times wilder
than the great Donald Scowl Face Trump, on even his maxed out day or
time.
2006-2014
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An angry mother.
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KING
NEBNOOSHOO, NO WITCHCRAFT! No sand sweeping or beach brooms, Senator
Electrocution!
Fort
Pierce, FL
- Fort Pierce, FL
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
MY
AWESOME BEAUTIFUL LIGHTNING GODDESS MIDDIE-DIANA,
I
AM HERE IF YOU NEED ME BABY BLOND, RIGHT HERE! I WILL NEVER EVER LET
YOU GO.
Moving
towards the 16 year, is now the present reality for those living in
my part of STM. But the problem is that I know there is no such thing
as all of this fuckiGN rotten shit. Someone has me in a cage, just
like you; Captain Christopher Pike of the show that began all of STAR
TREK.
Remember
how when shit goes like this, the temperature also always goes up,
well, THE WEATHER BUG just showed a sudden fucking two degree jump,
it is now fucking cunt ass 92 degrees Fahrenheit. I don't make
fucking shit up peeps, and I SURE DON'T INSULT ANTY OF YOU BY LYING
TO YOU; I really honestly have a lot of better fuckiGN things to do
with my time. I could right now be enjoying some ice cream and
cupcakes that I bought a few days ago, watching
some nice educational television, as I was doing last night. I always
love Doctor Wayne Dyer; dudes like this knows all this Morianity is
true.
The only thing that my pal Wayne disagrees with me on is that this is
all a huge game to distract from endlessness, and that endlessness
really and truly is HELL. You have to fucking personally experience
eternity, to see and believe that truth, and is why even those who
die and get brought back in this new age of (RAD) or ''resuscitation
after death'', a relatively new medical ability/technology, and even
these folks never come back, with that true awareness. I on the
other hand, well, we just won't fucking cunt go here today on this
dam ass blog, me' peeps, YAR!
We
are going to be rapping this up, since the hacking is real bad, Pam
Bondi. It is ashame you won't get this stopped against me, and allow
me to have my constitutionally so-called civil rights protected, in
this so-called land of the ''FREE'', AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!
-
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
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PLEASE
HELP ME, MIZZ BONDI, MY WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMIES ARE GOING TO KILL
ME, THIS IS NOT A JOKE OR A HOAX, MY SEVEN YEARS OF BLOGS CONTAIN
INDISPUTABLE MIRACLES THAT PROVE MY WORDS STAND TRUE AND HONEST,
MAHM.
THANK
YOU FOR DOING WHATEVER YOU CAN FOR ME, RON WIRTZ AT THE CCP OFFICE
IN NEW JERSEY WASTED YEARS OF MY TIME AND MADE ME A LOT OF EMPTY
PROMISES. MAYBE YOU WILL BE ABLE TO HELP ME TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF
ALL OF THIS, MAYBE NOT. I HAVE PEOPLE AGAINST ME THAT ARE NOT
COMPLETELY HUMAN, AND I EVEN HAD EVIDENCE ONCE WHERE A MAN WITH A
REAL ESTATE LICENSE TOLD ME THIS WAS ALL TRUE AND HAPPENING TO ME
BACK IN 1988, A MAN NAMED SCOTT RANSOM OF TODD REALITY BACK IN 1988,
IN NEW JERSEY.
THANK
YOU IN ADVANCE FOR ANYTHING YOU MAY BE ABLE TO FIND OUT AND HELP ME
WITH, I AM NOT THE BAD GUY HERE, THEY ARE, AND HAVE DONE DISPICABLE
AND INHUMAN EVIL THINGS TO ME SINCE THE EIGHTIES. THEY ARE TORTURING
ME, THIS IS WORSE THAN BEING MURDERED, BECAUSE PEOPLE CAN ONLY KILL
YOU ONCE, MIZZ ATTORNEY GENERAL, WHEREAS WITH ME, THEY GO ON PUTTING
ME THROUGH A NEVER ENDING HELLFIRE THAT IS UNSPEAKABLE.
I
GO BY THE BLOG NAME OF MOUNTAINPEN, A.G. BONDI, AND AM ON BLOGGER
DOT COM. MY MUSIC ALSO TELLS MY LIFE STORY, A TINY BIT OF IT IS ON
THE YOUTUBE CHANNEL paulaking2011, AND A LOT MORE OF IT IS
COPYRIGHTED IN THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS UNDER MARK WAYNE MOHR, BORN
12/04/1954. I KNOW YOU WILL DO THE RIGHT THING HERE, MIZZ BONDI.
AGAIN, THANK YOU.
My
songs tell the story of my life, and are all copyrighted over a
period from 1975-2013 when I sent my most recent techno-pop
production of a 1983 remake song of mine, down there as well, ma'am.
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You
hear me get emotional about offspring that in this universe I have
never made contact with, such as my daughter PEE. But things like
this don't stop here, do they Broker Gordo Disney, who informed me in
a parallel universe, that my night-lady in middle June of 1994 got
pregnant from our encounter at the Highview Apartments that day, and
went onto give me a powerful system for successfully trading stock
options. Just because I never discuss these things doesn't mitigate
their reality or nullify their importance to me, as a fifth
dimensional entity. You do not have to be a totally successful
powerful entity or a T3E to be classified in this category by the
way. Once you know and see it all and then go onto make the attempt
to reach T3E status, as you are a T2E, and TYPE-2-EXPLORATRONS (T2E)
are fifth dimensionally conscious entities. Unconsciously, we all
are; as is the subatomic particle known as the electron. It not only
exists in all five dimensions of the multiverse, but perceives the
entire moving whirling reality of unfathomable complex jigsaw puzzle
pieces, and one complete put together set, all nicely in its box, and
with a pretty blue bow on it as well. Still, for us mere mortals and
in our awake lives as you all read my words, right in the here and
the now; let me not get too overly verbal here and begin defeating my
purpose here, by confusing everybody. If we could take Morianity now,
and place a back cover onto it, just with what we now have, would
become ten million Morianity-sized other sub-Morianity's, due to
fifth dimensional reality, that 99.9999999 percent of those awake and
alive here in this world, never ever see or even think about in their
consciousness whatsoever. We will get to Pee, and maybe other
offspring, numerous others; but for right now; we will get to a dude
who I am not in any way related to in any of the hyperspace that I
have ever so far visited inside of, a Mister Fred Windstein of the
Tandy Corporation. He worked in 1997 in Berlin, New Jersey, on the
White Horse Pike, just east of Berlin, ask the great Jaylo, she knows
the area; the Radio Shack next to the food store there in those days.
Now if I pasted in this blog for example to here, that I will now do,
here is what we get: I find myself discussing the three
triangulation points of the created non-natural wormhole of the
millionth-Council, those who observe our world from the Astral-Plane,
and make up two thirds inside of the great city of Sahasra Dal
Kanwal, and the other third, on a location astrally, known as the
Briggbase. Now the paste in goes like this: This
subject would be three locations, that were magically all connected
together, or where DISTANCE WAS ELIMINATED ALL TOGETHER WITH A
POWERFUL FIELD OF MAGNETIC ENERGY, the great wormhole connection
tunnel of Fred Windstein of 1997 and back into 1970 from there. I
speak of 1558 Pierce Avenue and 1100 State Street intersection, of
Camden, New Jersey. I speak of Hopkins Lane between the little
man-made creek-bridge and Kings Highway, of Haddonfield, New Jersey.
I speak of the Tennessee Avenue area right near the boardwalk, in
Atlantic City, New Jersey, where today, a casino bus parking lot
stands, right next door to the once owned by Robert McGuire, old
eleven plus decade building known as the Pittsburgh Hotel. All I am
going to say about this, is that in a parallel universe, I used one
of these three way connection tunnels to walk from Haddonfield to
Atlantic City in one step because the actual distance was atomically
compressed about thirteen-million times by increasing the density of
the atoms within that field of energy, thus decreasing the mass or
the distance between these two rooms and towns, from 53 miles into 25
inches. Why were these wormholes there back in 1970, and why did Fred
Windstein of the great Tandy Radio Shack seem to know a lot about all
of this, up in 1997 while he and Craig and Don and I were all working
on a few electronic ideas of our own, that of course the great cosmic
fucking enemy that I call WOMO-MILITUFORCE, totally obliterated, and
blew all of us away and apart from each other, with fox-like cunning
and covert ease. Now this paste-in has completed, and we will take
this and just move a few things around here, hardly at all really,
but enough to make my life change in ways you would not believe in a
billion fucking ass years, in or out of SAINT
LUCIE COUNTY, FLORIDA, my kind
ladies and gentlemen viewers of MORIANITY.
Any
time that life has a major
point-split;
that is to say, you decide to break up with a potential mate, leave a
job or position, or get into a new one; start any new relationship,
move to any new location from another place you reside currently in;
make a large investment, home, automobile, stocks, property; or
anything large in the financial world; and many other things; these
crossings, AKA MTPS (Major Time Point Splits), are a lot more than
any of us realize at the time that we actually cross from situation A
into situation B. This is because in the fifth dimension, some of our
doppelgangers cross along with us and some do not, or they make a
different choice or decision all together. All large items in life
therefore, alter us in our complete fifth dimensional reality of
ourselves. This is a lot more major than those stuck endlessly in 3-D
mental awareness, can even ever hope to imagine. Here is what
happened in the universe where the great Lizzy McGuire Disney show
“Gordo”, knew me, because of things that cannot be talked safely
about right now; so just trust me if you've come this far into
Morianity, please. After he had given me these great systems for
options trading, I made more money than most normal average people
can dream of, in that universe, and I bought a large restaurant
chain. I altered it however to the place where folks could come and
do all kinds of diverse things. All of them were in sections, every
one of the individual restaurants were in many sections. Teens,
family, bar where legal, computer usage and WIFI, unusual foods not
easily obtainable, and several other things. It took off after a few
slow years and a bad economy, but about three years ago in 2011; this
became a world wide multi billion dollar chain called MOOREFOOD,
owned by MOOREFOOD CORPORATION of AMERICA. LSS folks, other things
all happened also. Fred Windstein did not work at the Radio Shack,
but was an explorer, searching out ancient relics and also, secret
caverns and openings around the globe. One day he was staying at some
hotel in Atlantic City, New Jersey, and found himself accidentally
passing through a hallway that was not there the day before when he
had checked in. He had followed it and after an hour, he had found a
city entirely underground of Atlantic City, and all connected with
huge tunnels that looked like thirty foot wide elaborate and
exquisitely decorated corridors. They joined the various underground
sections of this Sub-Atlantic-City. He also told me that he was a T2E
and was trying to reach the ultimate level of TYPE-3, and shared with
me these details late in the nineties. All over the walls of one
particular tunnel that he eventually took me to one day, were photos
of my older daughter and myself holding hands on the boardwalk and
looking out towards the ocean on a beautiful day with bright blue
skies and white puffy small clouds rolling around the skies overhead.
Over the large photographs housed in magnificent stunning frames,
were the words, “Mark
and Sarah aren't the only two that know the diction”.
In this universe where I now type this blog out to all of you; I had
just written a song that contained these exact song lyrics, about a
year prior, and had recently received the copyright certificate
giving me copyright in this universe, of that musical work. I am
getting a weather pop-up about a severe thunderstorm alert for my
county, at the dot of one this afternoon. I tried to paste in a
gorgeous lightning photo from the Weather Bug, but it would not work.
Here is what I got some of, good people.
HOPEFULLY SOON AGAIN, AS I
LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH DZA!
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Society
truly should be judged by the value it places on three things. These
being; old
folks,
educating
children and teenagers with 16 free years, not 12; and DREAMS.
Yes, the level of a truly enlightened type-0 civilization, ready to
begin its journey into what cosmologists classify as TYPE-1, need to
believe 100% wholeheartedly in the MAGIC THREE:
1)DREAMS
2)EDUCATION
3)REVERING
AND RESPECTING THOSE WHO HAVE DONE TIME
The
revering of the older folks, an ancient 'Chinese' wisdom that I've
always given my uttermost top respect for their culture as a result;
is right
on top,
to quote my wonderful older daughter.
MARK WAYNE MOHR AND HIS BLOGS
FROM JANUARY 2006-PRESENT DAYS: 'WO' BILLY H.
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TRANSMISSION.
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