ETERNAL JOURNAL OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD, L3

ETERNAL JOURNAL OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD,

SECTION-L3

6:31 ANTE' MERIDIAN

THURSDAY MORNING

8 AUGUST, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

© 2006-2019, 'BOM' (Blogs Of Mountainpen)

THE GLOBAL ENLIGHTENMENT OF MORIANITY.

THE RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM THREE

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

Audience

NASA just launched a rocket into good old outer space. I get a real incredible birds eye view right from my 6^th story apartment window of those things, and WOW do they make lovely giant contrails, way thicker than the jets do. Boy oh boy. I was not sure that this was them when I would observe early morning launches over the past five years or so here, now I am, because I heard it on THE WEATHER CHANNEL that this was just launched, and then I opened up my shades and POW, there it was. It seems to be flying almost right directly at me and then suddenly shifts easterly to head over the Atlantic Ocean. WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Well peeps, MY ROULETTE SYSTEM CRASHED several hours ago. Something major always seems to happen on those 8-8 days, you know, on the eighth day in August, such as in 1988 with my Kramer Hill HUD house, and again in 2008 with my awesome daughter and that wild hyperspace interaction.

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I knew this would eventually happen during a time of major MILITUFORCE DEATH SIEGE. It won't crash every single time there is a death siege, no, I never said that. But I did say that it will ALWAYS CRASH DURING A MAJOR MILITUFORCE STRIKE ON ME, and it never ever happens during a time where there is NO DEATH SIEGE, not ever, and this has been ongoing in my miserable rotten life ever since this nightmare hellishness all started on AUGUST THE FIFTEENTH OF THE YEAR 1986!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is why I never have been able to gamble successfully in the Atlantic City casinos after that date. This is what Morianity labels and calls “NEGAMAGGING”. Someday, I believe it will be ILLEGAL and if a person could ever prove this is being done to them by some real life organized group of people or some force, whatever Congressman; a gargantuan lawsuit into the billions of dollars could be litigated on behalf of the plaintiff. In this case, the plaintiff is the Mountainpen, and also Mark Wayne Mohr.

I plan to join the largest UFO CLUB IN AMERICA very shortly, and will go to my local library to research how to do this. They have helped me numerous times with a multiplex of research into things that my nightmare problems are all stemming from. My only chance in life ever, IS TO GET THIS MILITUFORCE exposed for exactly what it is, Professor Michio Kaku and Sir David Childress, and others whom may be remotely interested in any of thisssssssssss, even including perhaps Microsoft Spellchecker and Susan AMC Snakes Lucci!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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 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 darn puppy dog, YO? No Halloween outing for me either, Merry. Forget 1975! It is almost 44 years later now for Christmas sake. Chester-Frank would say

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

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

Nearby Offender: Thomas Giordano »

John J Crowley's entire criminal record

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 supernatural; 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OLD GLORY IS A FLYING THIS MOUUURN.

to quote the slap happy pappy Mister Moe Howard, “that's neither here nor there”. Time is simply not real, things exist in truth and space-time-mind is only an interaction that plays along with this truth, beneath the endless shroud of the 'GASME' GODS. Time by itself as we all think of it to be, is merely a connectiveness into the mind, in increments, that can be thought of as units. All one needs to do is start seeing how small a unit their consciousness is able to exist on while being human and awake. The average speed of awareness to this time unit is about 400 units per minute or 4HUPM (hekka-units per minute). All people differ and vary in small degrees and no two people are alike, not even twins, or trips, or any of them. The range may be somewhere between 380 and 420 HUPM, but within that 40 unit range, the speed chart is broken down into quadrillionths of infinitesimal mini-units. Again without meaning to, I am digressing a ways off of the point. The gods do not ever want humanity to ever totally crack all of the powerful secrets that lay behind and quite well hidden underneath numerological connectiveness to all things, all events, and to all of us. This would unlock so many items in their GASME GAMES that it would take all of the fun out of their creation of it all!!!!!!!! SSJKK and I, are merely one tiny part of this incredible pie that I am trying to get my fellow Earthers to sample a slice the size of perhaps one times ten to the minus an octillion or so inches. Still, being me here and now, I do not perceive this to be a small slice, but rather a huge piece of terra hell! Oh boy, Jane Rottensleaze Stenchweeds just nailed me with her ONES-ASSAULT, SO HERE IS MY COMPENSATION, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! Speaking of terra hell, yo, and no Microsoft, not helicopter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!

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