Sunday, April 21, 2019

ETERNAL JOURNAL OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD, C














ETERNAL JOURNAL OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD, C













I am under a major assault, Sheriff Mascara, with a lot of doors going off at 5:25 this morning, and also, SOME MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFF HAS COVERTLY PLACED A BRAND NEW ENTIRE COLONY OF FILTHY DISEASED COCK ROACHES ALL OVER MY GODDAMN PUSSY HUFFING APARTMENT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!
















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MIND CONTROL is so much behind everything, how can I ever really know just who is truly behind this? The sad part is that I CANNOT EVER TRULY KNOW THINGS LIKE THIS, HOW COULD I POSSIBLY KNOW THE MOTHER FUCKING UNKNOWABLE FOR CRISSAKE????????????? Mind Control or Roddenberry-Telosianism has a lot of powerful, and vely McDowell intelesting stuff connected into it; going far beyond the DEF-CON NUMERATIVE 343434 or basic Redfield Technology.




























Mind Control is the most powerful weapon in the arsenal of the mighty and extremely fucking DEMONIC MILITUFORCE. The entertainment and media industry knows all about these things, AND USES THIS SHIT QUITE EFFICIENTLY, may I also add in here. A lot of the Milituforce assaults that began around me, came as a result of a song in 1986, that I wrote, and sent down to the mighty United States Copyright Office, with lyrics talking all about these matters, the name of the song being Ripoff Town!!!!!!!!! All of many these years since 1986, during this totally fucking demonic death siege by this evil Milituforce, I thought it was the title song of this musical project called “REAL GOOD GIRL”, but just maybe it was because of the other tune on that fucking cunt eating cassette tape, yo, Sheriff sir!!!!!!!!!!! Who can ever really know anything for sure, kind sir?

Knowledge can be learned in MANY PLACES!















































There are so many things that have been repeated on my blogs for thirteen plus years, for rote's sake. Their still are plenty of things yet unsaid, IPYT!



Back in 1984, as I have stated on several prior writings; I was in a powerful dream and lightning came to me telling me that HER special number is 27. This happened again just last night in some parallel world Atlantic city, and yes, I was at the Golden Nugget Hotel Casino there in present times, so that particular world still has this casino in Atlantic City.









MIND CONTROL is the entire thing. All serious biblical scholars know that the bible insists that GOD ALMIGHTY does not mess with free will. Now if the Milituforce DOES and even the ALMIGHTY DOES NOT, what does this tell humanity about all of this horrible monster ass fucking dogshit, at light speed cubed and CUBAN????????????? Boy oh boy does life a suck a huge prick! Why indeed have so many John Crowley's and Mark Marieni's, and Mike Devlin's, and Lenny McKinnon's, and the list is quite exhaustive, nauseating, and revolting, so there's no mother ******* need for me to keep typing on here; but WHY are so many people ripping me off, and stealing from me since I have been knee ******* **** high to a small **** chewing puppy dog, YO? No Halloween outing for me either!!!













JOHN J CROWLEY, Mister Tow-truck Ripoff dude from 1979, WOW, where did it all really begin?

Nearby Offender: Thomas Giordano »expand

THESE MEN MANAGED TO ERASE THEIR PHOTO'S; HOLE DRILLER STABLER!!!!!!!!!!



BUT THESE TYPES WON'T BE ERASED FROM MY MEMORY IN 40,000 FUCKING MORE YEARS!!!!!!!!!!


SO WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!



The man who ripped me off in 1979 with the tow truck deal:

Last Known Address: 1201 ROBERTS WAY, VOORHEES, NJ, 08043






Race:
White


 
 
Sex:
Male


Eyes:
Blue
Height:
6'0


Hair:
Brown
Weight
205 lbs.


Age/DOB:
4/12/1947




Offense or Statute


Offense/Statute: ENDANGERING THE WELFARE OF A CHILD Disposition Date: 29 March 1996

Alias(es)


JOHN CROWLEY:JOHN H SPROWL



Why have a dozen top musical artists ripped off songs from me over the past four plus decades? There is a reason, and not all of it is nee-nee-nee-nee weird and super mother fuckiGN natural; and I promise you that!!!!!!!!!!! Where are you SHERIFF KJM??? Well, maybe through the back door, you have sent me that wonderful FPPD-COP. THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

















































































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Yes, I am going to be moving out of this mother fucking horrible building before one more year is up. I cannot take these cunt chewing roaches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




















































DO YOU THINK THIS IS ALL SOME BIG ASS JOKE?





































Now there have been a few brave souls who have wondered aloud, and let me know it through numerous channels and back doors, that if indeed MIND CONTROL is so much behind everything, how can I ever really know just who is truly behind this?




















Patty Hollister was necessary to the great video-game of the GASME-GODS, as has been recently told after my recent revelations concerning those facts were finally slammed into my goddamn conscious awareness!!!!!!!!! Still, have all of the facts been told? Well, if the Milituforce keeps planting roach colonies in my apartment, this world can get fucking ready to hear some REALLY MAJOR SHIT THAT I HAVE NOT EVER TOLD, my wonderful Sheriff Mascara, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!











I am one fucking angry person. Still, my beautiful lovely golden moon was there to greet me earlier in the evening, and for that much, I am very grateful to the gods of the Astral-Plane, AKA, the Purgatory. Like WOW and WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!













I am not trying to get all esoteric or philosophical, or pretend that I know all of the answers. I AM NOT Patty Hollister, and this is not the late sixties, or early seventies. BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT folks, Jesus Christ all mighty YO; let's play Bob Schleigh's game, at the Camden, New Jersey, USA, ESMWG security gatehouse. LET'S INDEED BE REAL, folks!! No ordinary mother fucking dream can be more real than ten times all of your other dreams put together, and no ordinary dream can alter your mother fucking waking life from the second that you wake up out of it. Yes Spellchecker, it is totally outlandish!!!!!!! But it's way more than that. It definitely fits the Agent Falcon/Agent Condor profile for why things may have all gone down like this. Anyone who follows ufology at all, knows that huge walls and blocks are real; and that there is indeed a powerful cover-up of 'SOMETHING'. Just what, my jury is totally out; but definitely fucking 'SOMETHING', YO! For right goddamn now, that is all that I have to say, but know this my Blogaudians. We'll be further exploring down this road, and without any help from my ex-son in law Nicky, and his magical hyperspace road-trips through time and hyperspace!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, my ELECTRONIC stuff did appear to be able to create “monster-ass recordings”!!!!













People can insist all they want to, and I know that they are wrong. They tell me that I am a paranoid lunatic, with a zillion damn delusions. Well, as Mashell Daniels said in 1980, at the RPL Sound Recording Studio Laboratories of Camden, New Jersey, USAESMWG; “I am entitled to my opinion”, and of course, so is everybody else. But in absolute truth, we all are under the same, whatever you may wish to call it, deal; and that is, none of us are entitled to our FACTS. I feel that I have presented lots and lots and lots of very great arguments, and even many facts, that are just about 99+% beyond anyone's power or ability to dispute. To me at least, the items in my Morianity are absolutely irrefutable.









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Here's another whittle morsel tidbit of horse **** that is very much a head scratcher, unless what lays underneath your hair is as dead as your carpets. During that wild Christmas party at that medical research institute place where I did janitorial work for the contractor, Mister Berny Derakowski; and was told by two doctors who had a bit too much to drink, all about using very young blood to transfuse older bodies, and thus rejuvenating them to youth again, after a couple of years; just what if after they sobered up; they came to realize that they released some highly classified medical information to the lowly 'TPB' non-lightning janitor? Only readers of my great 1994 book know what's getting mother ******* said there. Aniwho, and moving this right along YO; just what if they got together, just like towards the ending of that fantastic Sharon Stone movie, “CASINO”, and had “THAT SAME TALK”, or maybe the mob is connected into the medical industry; hey after-all, everybody knows about the music freaking industry, for Jesus Christ's sake, heaven forbid, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yes peeps, you heard me right. Just what if they had that talk, that in the movie, ended with that nasty scene in the Vegas desert, only with me, and knowing about my dirty little trash can habits; they simply arranged for me to pick up some horrendous medical virus? First off, if this is all real, then this is why, MISSES MOHR, HE DID NOT THINK THAT MY THROAT WAS MY PROBLEM”, and also, this is why nobody has ever, ever, in the entire medical industry; attempted to properly treat me, or help me; and they basicly are sitting around and just hoping and waiting for me to mother ******* die in endless agony! This would also explain why many powerful, and very wealthy politicians, are involved in the mix, such as the TRILOGY FROM HELL, TRUMP-SCOTT-BONDI; as I discussed on several prior blogs, YO!!!!!! Think about it!!!!











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