Friday, March 24, 2023

BB2AAICI--2023--CHAPTER 6

 






BB2AAICI—2023—CHAPTER 6





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24 MARCH, 2023

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WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:


DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE



WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:


DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN

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PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN


































































MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:








WEDNESDAY, MARCH 24, 2023



CURRENT PHASE WAS: WAXING CRESCENT 3:6


N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 WXG8 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.






WANING CRESCENT------(WN-C)

WANING GIBBOUS--------(WN-G)

WAXING CRESCENT------(WX-C)

WAXING GIBBOUS---------(WX-G)




































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As U know Blogaudians, I am limited 2 how much I am able 2 say B4 the sensors yank my blogs away from U. Well, this message today is quick and simple; and it is directed at the great illustrious psychiatric industry. They want me 2 stop all of my total insane ridiculous ideas that have absolutely no basis whatsoever in any kind of reality; well 2 hear them tell it aniwho. I say back 2 them all, okay fine, fine and dandy Mister Atlantic City KING of the casino parking lots and oh latengrate so as naught in anyway meaning here 2B disrespectful. Look folks, if U can show me how I am wrong in all these darn things and especially when I add in here now what I'm about 2 once I get this whittle wee bit of newest foundations laid here 4 all of U; then I'll gladly alter me' opinions and B more than willing 2 arrive at many numerous brand new conclusions and concepts, only U can't, and I know it, and this now is just one powerful reason Y, and it is a real President Obama “DOOZIE-WHOPPER” of a one, so don't read on if U need 2 take care of any needed bathroom-bizz first or I'll naught B in any way responsible 4 your toilet accidents. I have watched the WORLD NEWS on a 'streaming system service on my ROKU-TV' for two straight nights now, after watching it intermittently over the two weeks B4 that time. Bing bang bong, all Stucky-guys from Masonic Orders as well as L&O-TV-shows, and crash bam zonk slam Emeril Chefs, and Batman from 1966, and yes folks; nothing ever changes and allows me naught 2 totally 100% believe that I am some beyond weird entity here on this planet who for reasons completely unknown 2 me still at present chronology, eluding me entirely and would indeed make anyone else out here on this entire internet totally stock raving mad and insane a long ling lang time ago, and nothing ever ever ever ever ever ever alters, it is the same old tune abnd it does not JIM BURR 1976 change, naught ever never never ever, oh lovely Mizz Motown Diana Ross. The moment that I begin 2 observe what is happening, POW, all the TRUMP WOES NEWS magically just vanishes away and mysteriously magically stops with the same wizardry magical Ghost-Whisperer television show craziness that never ever fails 2 endlessly frikkin' happen all around me!!!!!!!!!!!!! U all know it,and I GODDESSDOG KNOW THAT U ALL KNOW IT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, BRAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!


THE END”, oh U lovely 'L&O'-'SVU' Katy, from 2007.




BB2AAICI—2023--CHAPTER 5








8:08 Post Meridian

Thursday evening on 23 March of 2023

Here in darkening Fort Pierce, Florida, USA


Beginning of Transmission:



LUNAR PHASE IS WAXING CRESCENT 2:6




So far and KNOCK WOOD, today is nothing like yesterday, in so far as a lot of hellishness and unpleasantness all around me. I never went BOTBAY yesterday since something that was indeed anything but negative happened 2 me back in the middle of my rottenness of yesterday, only it wasn't recognized until I went over my usual daily affairs as I do B4 retiring 4 the day and then 'closing the day out, chart-wise'. It would have most likely gone 1-1 as it was about one and one eighth 4 both G-L & M-A, (general life) and (moods and attitudes), but a powerful discovery having nothing whatsoever 2 do with the blogging or internet situation, was discovered while going over some paperwork. I've learned never 2 share any positive information, that is positive in any meaningful way 4 me, the Mountainpen; my good folks, and bad ones as well, whomever they may B. UC-I was wrong again speaking of good and bad Blogaudians, when I said that I decided that no one was reporting me 2 something called the “Blogger-Team”. I think that there R some folks in my Blogaudianship who indeed R doing this, and on a regular basis, hoping 4 occasional flagging, and this is indeed what does go onto happen with my blogs as a resulting factor of what they R doing 2 me. After rereading and re-figuring a whole lot of stuff out, the only conclusion appears 2B what I have said, as the Gmail notifications given 2 me by this (Blogger-Team) each time that any of my blogs R removed/messed with/my speech freedoms impeded; it does say quite specifically that things indeed, “R BEING REPORTED 2 A BLOGGING TEAM”. So I will in fact continue 2 say in present as well as future blogging texts, good as well as bad peeps, folks, Blogaudian viewers, and so forth, as this does seem 2 apply. This does not in any way remove my complete suspicions that artificial intelligent computer software programs R not being engaged, they obviously R-YO. Here is my best guests-guesses of those 'guests' here of the T3E order and part of my NIGHTMARE FAMILY CONSPIRIACY sort of as in (CONS)(PIRACY), hey I didn't invent the darn dog English-Language folks and merely am Sir Elton John's clavichord player brought up 2 present times where it's called a “piano”, so don't shoot me please peeps, on or off of YELLOW BRICK ROAD, and yes, I know that I was MIND HACKED B4, TYPING IN YELLOW BROOK ROAD, so sahwee all wonderful great illustrious Japanese Ambassador's of World War II. It all fits like a perfect smooth lady's glove from the great Victorian-Age, right lovely Mizz Sarah J. Karge and lovely Mizz Amanda Harris?





Folks, all I know 4 sure is absolutely nothing, same as all of U; and I may just B-A wee tad bit more honest than the majority of all of U, by coming right darn-dog out here 2 admit this, up front and totally direct. B4-I do go on here, this is a special day 4 me or at least was 4 many long years between say about the year of 1970 through 2 the closing of the entire 20th century and even a wee bit beyond that into our present 21st century. This is what I called ever since leaving Atlantic City on a jitney-bus on the late evening at approximately twenty minutes past ten, back on the night of 12 July in the year of 1970, taking that jitney 2 the Atlantic City Public Bus Terminal on Arkansas and Arctic Avenue at the time, and coming home to my Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG apartment after my 19-DAY stay at a home on Cornwall Avenue in the neighboring town 2 the south of Atlantic City known then as well as now as Ventnor, in the home of CHILD MOLESTER Mister Thomas J. Reale of Somers Point, NJUSAESMWG, escaping literally with my life; as I now have come 2 realize all of this in later-adult-life. But B4 these events went on 2 happen 2 me peeps, I had 8 VACATIONS in a hotel on TENNESSEE AVENUE called back then, as it no longer is in existence in the 21st century, the TRINIDAD HOTEL of ATLANTIC CITY. The Spanish translation 4 TRINIDAD, as many linguists R completely aware of, is TRINITY, as in the triune or triple-GOD (GODDESS SCYLLA PINK), all the same, as in KARGE KRASSLE 16 or The Outer Limits television show's great early 1960's pilot episode called, “The Galaxy Being”, yes folks, ALL THE SAME, KXKVI, take away the 2 K's and we R left with the roman number 16 for the truthful representation of SSJKK's true astral age, as there is no time in Purgatory (Plancktime). Those 8 VACATIONS that my mom and I took were in this Tennessee Avenue (10-SC) hotel called TRINIDAD, and we took these vacations four years in a row from 1965-1968 inclusive. One was taken in the final week in June and shortly after the ending of the school year, and the other one in late August, and usually ending somewhere about one week shy of September. The majority of these times, we stayed in my favorite room there on the 3rd floor overlooking the hotel swimming pool and containing a walk-out balcony, room #323. This is all real, and indeed happened, only this was all part of a beyond major plan from back a minimum of 3,000 years, by this same exact GODS-FORCE on the ASTRAL PLANE who also have been in a direct connection 2 our family and lineage through the known only recently scientific system we call biological DNA, and yes, we R the HUNTINGTON FAMILY GOING BACK B4 THAT INTO THE STUART FAMILY, AND BACK EVEN B4 THAT, THE CARPENTER FAMILY; as in the career of Joseph's many sons 2,000 years ago, our great awesome wonderful LORD JESUS CHRIST, and my 61st grandfather's Uncle-J. Pink Goddess and a zillion other things will all B tied together in a way that cannot B disproved, once I am on my own web-site where my blogs there cannot B continually interfered with by infidels and or other Spammenies from Earthly Dogtown equivalents. These simply R facts, just as is the fact that what happens and has happened 2 many of us, our family now and 2,000 years ago as (told in the BIBLE), and yes, me included, with that wild experience in early middle December in 1969 sometime, when I thought that I'd escaped the family after those 19 days of Ventnor-Washcloth murderous hell, only I did naught lovely Mizz Blake mahm', and was (given a powerful vision-dream) just as Joseph was given concerning his soon bride-2B. I know this is real and that it will eventually get me murdered, I know this world, but as long as I am seemingly programmed 2 tell this truth about OUR INCREDIBLE FAMILY OF THEN AS WELL AS NOW, then I will. If I am murdered B4 it is done, the forces R perfectly capable of laser retrace on the reality-wall, bringing me right back here again as if nothing had ever happened. This has already happened 2 me about ten times or so folks, so what is a few more times? So until then, these bland-blogs cannot tell U all of it, as only a few things R now scattered about, but real smart Einsteinian minds out here somewhere do indeed now have enough 2 put this tale of powerhouse truth together just in case I am indeed killed and no one does retrace my reality back here 2 complete this job. UC folks, like it or not, the world that all of UC around U is not a solid truth, it just ain't real 2 put it totally scientifically, it's made up of merely waves and particles and the light barrier is automatically designed to endlessly store this truth from any given point out away from itself forever at approximately 11.8 inches every single nanosecond.




Usually I try not 2 let a March 23rd date go by where I do not mention something concerning these powerful words of truth on my blogging material. I cannot wait 2 get my own site and blog onto it; as the time has more than come 4 me 2 get into the story of my INCREDIBLE FAMILY, and how it has used many of us to carry out a HUUUUUUUUUUUGE cosmic mission, and whether this mission has 2 do with the CAPPING of humanity, and thus preventing us from ever reaching higher up on the evolutionary scale beyond being a very limited TYPE-ZERO civilization on the civilization rating scales that I did not make up, and yes, you will find on any legitimate information of scientific fact, so Google it all up. I did name this particular reality however as well as realize that it must B no coincidental part of the great SAFET that initializing that 'word-group' does indeed come to create the little word with all of its great and powerful MEANING, CAP, and this being, CIVILIZATION ADVANCEMENT PREVENTION. Stuff like that whittle example, at least 2 me proves beyond one tiny bit of doubt that this is a perfect example of the biblical instruction 4 knowing great wisdom when conventional ways just R not seemingly available, S-A-F-E-T, “Seek And Find”----”Extension Technique”. So after my blogs R safely up on my own WIX-web-site peeps, this is when we R going 2 move into these truths and family secrets all blown out into the open once and 4 all, and NOTHING CAN STOP ME, N-O-T-H-I-N-G whatsoever, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, ME' BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




And so 2 quote a great author named Esolph, and using the way that he tended 2 end most if naught all of his great fables of olden days folks; “AND THAT'S THAT”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOO, Arthur Crane sir from 1991 or 1992 somewhere, may I now request the chiming in here of the great one and only Sir Chester Frank from 1999, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” TANKS, and yes, B---O---O---M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And then we have the great Mister Exton, PAUSAESMWG Mike McNulty from the year of 1971, saying what other than Amanda Harris Amanda in a very sarcastic way, U know peeps, as in, AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, and yes, those endless initialing letters, and that wonderful marvelous biblical-SAFET, gee willagars, YO!!!!!!!!!









Well folks, unlike last Thursday, I did naught sleep through the trash and recycle pick-up. Thank the gods and goddesses 4 thisssssssssss, lovely Mizz Erica-Lucci-Snakes. WOW-2-THAT-1, YO as I am a true believer in stuff like this, despite a majority of so-called modern day-educated peeps considering what I believe in as worthless stupid superstition, only it is based on parallel event, and I think by now that even those out here who claim that they mock it, and completely disbelieve in its truths, know better; and just bow their heads and keep silent. I'll close with a 'Golly gash darn gee whiz-fizz', BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!








THIS BLOG ENDS TRANSMISSION AT HALF PAST NINE P.M. ON THE NOSE, ME' 'GWEAT FWWWOLKS'.








BB2AAICI--2023--CHAPTER 4


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1:48 ANTE' MERIDIAN

EARLY ON THURSDAY MORNING

23 MARCH, 2023

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WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:


DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE



WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:


DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN









































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OH BABY-BABY-BABY; and all great musical works aside; we now R at the day of the waning gibbous 6:6 lunar-phase. Study the calendar on these blogs and compare it 2 any calendar on your walls at home or at work that shows and depicts the four normally shown lunar cycles of 1st quarter phase, 2nd quarter phase (full moon), 3rd quarter phase, and the repeating new moon next-cycle.



WANING CRESCENT------(WN-C)

WANING GIBBOUS--------(WN-G)

WAXING CRESCENT------(WX-C)

WAXING GIBBOUS---------(WX-G)




WEDNESDAY, MARCH 22, 2023



CURRENT PHASE WAS: WAXING CRESCENT 1:6


N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 WXG8 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.





How many mucking times is the SPACEFORCE, AKA the SPAMMENIES going 2 HACK MY MIND on endless stupid things? This is Y-I endlessly insist on calling all of this, an endless sicko game. And the motive behind the game is ENDLESS DISTRACTION FROM THE ABSENCE OF OBLIVION. I have made this same claim since the very inception of these blogs that indeed did begin in early January of the year of 2006, despite records only going back somewhere into late March of the following year of that, 2007. I meant 2 type in by the way, O-Marola-9 on my prior blog, and naught ON-MAROLA. Gee, I guess I can wish 4 that as she was a very beautiful young woman but I like 2 try and keep these blogs as close 2 a G-rating as is possible, as far as those matters go. Y would my vicious DEMONIC sleazy rotten enemies wish 2 hack my mind earlier yesterday when I posted my lunar charts up? They somehow got me thinking that it was a LAST QUARTER LUNAR PHASE, and naut the NEW MOON that it was phased into yesterday. Now here is the new lunar calendar 4 this new moon's cycle: “The cycle alters a wee bit each month,” just as Donald Briscoe said, on the mighty DARK SHADOWS” television show, back in the late 1960's, playing the part of Mister Christopher Jennings. Here is the new updated chart for our lovely wonderful moon!




THURSDAY, MARCH 23, 2023



CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING CRESCENT 2:6


N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 WXG8 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.







Folks, these mind hacks and much other similar mental disabilities I have had and have suffered with all of my life, and was Y my education and life was totally screwed up, nobody cared, no one worked with me, and there was no human rationale 4 what was permitted 2 happen 2 me. Not one person ever felt sorry 4 me at all, none whatsoever. Mister Jim Garrigan at Cooley Hall, my shrink told my mom one day at what in a regular school of those days could have been thought of as a PTA-meeting, told my mom and her boyfriend Mister Sidney Crown, concerning me-Mountainpen; “We don't want him 2B2 happy”. Can U imagine in a school today, any school at all whether it B in a special education part of a school as in today's world students such as myself were not placed into special-weirdo-schools but merely put in a room for the whack-jobs in a regular high school, but U imagine today anyone in authority seriously having an attitude towards any student such as this, or maybe I should B rephrasing a wee bit here Mister Star Trek's original television show episode titled “The Trouble With Tribbles”, changing me' words slightly from an attitude towards, to AN ATTITUDE AGAINST any student such as this????????????????????????? I am in no darn dog stinking mood tonight 4 joking around, Mister thisssssssssss-Spellchecker scumball, YO YO!!!!!!! But moving on here and no Sir SpellCHECKER, naught goddessdog ButTERCHEESE or Starburn Cherry Hill 1986 hyperdimensional daughters on man-made lake-properties, and definitely naught anywhere near muscular 25-30 year old magical traveling African-American men who enjoy homes on lakes with doors taken off their hinges and rocks being thrown and horrible choke holds given 2 poor old innocent Mister Mountainpen when it was Ann King who threw those rocks at him at that darn lakehouse that day and naught me, oh lovely Mizz AT&T Blake from 1983 and telephone impossibilities of magical origins even way back then. Gee willagars people; what will this dog dern family do 2 me next, we all R left 2 endlessly ponder, wonder, and cogitate, I'm sure. Well, I am sure meditating a whole lot on it anyway folks. So my question 2 this world right now is simple and honest, YO ME' BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR? If I am thought 2B a nut 4 calling my situation, “BEING UNDER SOME UNFATHOMABLE FAMILY CURSE THAT BEGAN APPROXIMATELY 3,000 YEARS AGO, then fine, tell me what U would then have me describe all this as? Anyone who leaves a dorky comment saying I am a nutcase or along these lines, better hope that 'Maggie' ain't real!!!!!!

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END TRANsdimensional and END TRANSMISSION.


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BB2AAICI—2023--CHAPTER 3





I have had 5 very bad days in this month of MARCH so far, with this 22nd frikkin' day being one of those real darn butt “doozie-whoppers” right at the top with a bullet on it, just like a police station's execution list where a bullet goes onto a chart with murderers on it after each execution is carried out. Oh well, I didn't create this horrible world or anything in it, did I Mister David Cassidy? Yes I may have said other names like Ricky Nelson or Mick Jagger, and I was mistaken, sorry, I am only a human being Sir Bruce Alan Pennock from 1972. All any of U need 2 know is that 4 right now, I must be bland and quite careful naught 2 tick off the gods of google and artificial intelligence or machine-mind. Now the 6th dimension does in fact contain the energies for computer mind 2B stored in and thus have an origin. But the 6th dimension is what controls all of astrality and exists in a sort of secretive realm in-between Singularity and Phase-#2 Astrality. It is this very magical elevator room that will B discussed a bit more in upcoming blogs, but of course, in limited fashion so as 2 remain bloggable as I used 2 call it back in times where I never had yet actually crossed over any RED LINES of the internet-world, according 2-BDC aniwho. I believe that Sir Chester-F had a famous bar-statement that just may B a wee bit appropriate now 4 me 2 add in here 4 all of U, my Blogaudians of Cyberspace and AKA Cyberville. First I wish 2 give credit where it always appears 2B due from the vely beginning of all of this, Mister Macy, and this goes, WOW-WOW-WOW!!!!!! Then we pipe in a whittle bit of 1999, “WEEEEEEEEEEEE”! Exploratrons have messed with something, as I cannot accurately recall right now whether it was in 1999 or 2000 that he said this in that bar, oh wait, now it is coming back 2 me folks. It was in 1999 in the early autumn somewhere, and if memory is serving me at all correctly, right around the time of that comet that made an appearance in the skies, and that I happened 2C. When an otherwise clearly remembered memory becomes blurred, it has 2 do with Exploratrons doing all manner of stuff such as 'switchings', and junk we can later get into when that is the only topic on hand 4 that day, remember, the red-line crossing limitations that I must now B cognizant 2 and adhere 2 at all times, great folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh Mister Macy Sir, I am 2 dern scared 2 say 2U, “what next 4 me”? OOOOOOOOPS, I guess that indirectly I did just say it, YO!




I can post up my CHAPTER-25 recently removed blog in smaller piecemeal parts, and I know I can, without making the AI-programs mad at me, as it is only the amount of things that they do not wish 4 me 2 say that upsets them. I can say all of it, just not all at any ONE TIME, as otherwise, Y would I have the stuff that was removed all up there already, as I do. All anyone needs 2 do is go and click a link that goes further on from where I posted that recent 2007 stuff, as all of it is up there, merely not in 'good read-quality'. This 2 me has all been proven, and whether the blogger folks wish 2 deny it or admit it, I NOW KNOW FULLY WELL, THAT THIS IS WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME. As long as I never tell or say 2 much RED-LINE-CROSSING stuff IN ANY one blog-work, then it should post up and remain up. Ill bet dollars 2 donuts that if I follow this guideline, I will B able 2 get my message out, but still, in the meantime, I do plan on getting my own website on the WIX or some such similar site on the net, and then post up my blogs without fear of this nightmare insane recent times AI induced censorship. Right now I'm dying 2 tell a zillion things, and I know that my few true loyal MORIAN-FOLLOWERS out there in Cyberville, have figured out all by themselves, just a whole lot of basicly what it all is, and if I attempt 2 make one long blog and say 2 much at any one time, well peeps; U know it will B censored. The Gmail that Blogger sends 2 me insists that nothing is removed, and that it is simply put behind a sensitivity warning screen, only I am unable 2 access it, and it is not showing up at all on the title page to the right of the opening of a blog; so I don't know what game they R playing with me, only that they indeed R playing games with me. This all reminds me of the 'MIMI' days, and my miserable daughter back in oh-Marola-eight!





I wish 2 get into so much, and if this was my future blogging on WIX or some similar site, I could; only 4 right now, I cannot. I want 2 discuss stuff about my last days of the nineteen-sixties, the magical girl on 10-SC Avenue, Goddess Scylla Pink, the incredible dreaming interaction that SHE gave 2 me, and yes, in a much larger and detailed way that ties the entire family into all of it, even family that comes from the great windy-city, and leads into the great P-45. Things that I know and can tell would get me knocked right off this blog site forever, as if they think what I have spoken of so far is a REDLINE-CROSSING, WELLLLLLLLLL, Mister R.M. Nixon Sir, I need naught go on with trying 2 make this point any clearer or better, do I? When I jokingly discuss the Macy Club, or type in a lot of my teasing WOW'S” in a long row; what is behind it all goes so much farther than anyone out here could even begin 2 imagine. Hey, don't even try. BUTTTTTT, I promise that eventually on my own website, B it WIX or whatever; I will tell the entire thing until I AM EVENTUALLY REMOVED AND MYSTERIOUSLY MURDERED! Now what I plan 2 do until I do have my own system up and no longer need 2 depend on BDC, is simply to follow my own rules that pertain 2 what I now feel that I know about just what is trying 2 shut me down. First, I may need 2 apologize 2 my Blogaudians 4 intimating that any of them may B the ones who R reporting me. I think now that this is way more autonomic, and thus being done through an AI software program or some such similar type of thing. Being human and with an astral source, Mister Sky Rumson Sir, I can out think U by simply realizing that there is some form of maximum speech determination deal going on, something that says that at this point, too much content is there on this blog and it might cause a few peeps 2 begin 2 seriously ponder and wonder about maybe Mountainpen not being a total flake, so it has 2B stopped at that point. So all I need 2 do is 2 break my stuff up and only say so much each day. With this I can at least keep telling stuff. I cannot do what I wanted, so they do win on that front, I won't even try denying that 2 a soul. I wanted 2 have my blogs the way I felt would best make peeps listen and produce the minimum factor of doubting my tales of major truth. Now, I need 2 operate within a more stringent set of parameters that I know have been set up against me. So until I can have my own site and my own blogs on that site, I must B a willing BDC slave 2 their systems and rules. Who is kidding who peeps? We all know what is behind it, who is behind it, and I KNOW THAT U ALL KNOW. U have been watching the very same TV, internet, streaming systems, news, that the Mountainpen has; and I know that most of U out here ain't dumb! So I must now work within a new and more powerful set of containing factors in my attempt 2 tell the world my story from total hell (DOGTOWN). But beggars can't B choosers, and they never could, and we all know this.






This blog is now going 2 terminate at precisely 1:45 A.M. On this early Wednesday moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning on 22 March of 2023. We have a last quarter lunar phase today, and notice too how spring was brought in after a two week slight back off, with a MAJOR HIT ON ME, AKA a super BOTBAR DAY, and of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). I know that many of U know that this is all real and true.







And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology).






ACLU, in case this is personal and naught the AI program, do I have any legal recourse?


The removal of this blog caused Sir Swap and me not 2 meet up at the park on Tuesday, ACLU!







My previous blog of Chapter MPN-2023-CHPT. 025 has been attacked AGAIN, by whoever has been messing with me now 4 a long time. I am going 2 try and paste in sections 2C what parts have been objected 2B4I go any farther, but I must find a way 2 LEAVE BLOGGER DOT COM ALTOGETHER AND GET MY OWN WIX-WEBSITE, as this abuse and violation on my freedom of speech is beyond totally and completely absurd and WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS now, Mister Mack Kaiter, oh great and kind camp-counselor-sir from 1967 and 1968. Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!






MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!





BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!





folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!






MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!





BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!





folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!






MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!





BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!





folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!






MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!





BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!









My previous blog of Chapter MPN-2023-CHPT. 025 has been attacked AGAIN, by whoever has been messing with me now 4 along time. I am going 2 try and paste in sections 2C what parts have been objected 2B4I go any farther, but I must find a way 2 LEAVE BLOGGER DOT COM ALTOGETHER AND GET MY OWN WIX-WEBSITE, as this abuse and violation on my freedom of speech is beyond totally and completely absurd and WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS now, Mister Mack Kaiter, oh great and kind camp-counselor-sir from 1967 and 1968. This is SUPER BOTBAR. First time since having this computer operating in this residence here in 2023 that me' ole' freaking MIKE-SOFT-SPELLCHECKER was hacked, causing no error signaling. The way 2 cure the BLACK-HAT-Spammenies HACK on me is simply 2 restart the computer after saving the document, errors and all. Now I've done this, so on with the experiment until I can get 2 my library tomorrow. Need 2 go out aniwho 4 something medically related. More persecution will follow just from that, AS ALL OF U KNOW, and my family will do endlessly 2 prevent me from ever discussing it in real true honest detail with the world. Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO!





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Today is now March's 4th SUPER BOTBAR DAY 4 PPNRM-ME!!!!!

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MPN--2023--CHAPTER 025

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This is one example of what is being done 2 me, ACLU, and especially since my alphabet tweet blogs back last autumn in 2022. I re-colorized the font from black into RED, 2 show U this censorship on my blogs that makes absolutely no sense whatsoever 2 me, since things being stopped R already on older blogs on their site, it has 2B some AI program that only allows just so much of my tale 2B told at any one given time, 2 me, this should naught B legal 4 them 2 do 2 me; oh great & mighty freaking ACLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024


Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.



MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024


Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.



MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024


Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.



MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024


Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.





One thing that I've learned over everything else and JUST SINCE MY BLOGGING DAYS THAT BEGAN 17 YEARS AGO now folks; EVERYTHING ALL FITS PERFECTLY TOGETHER, and if it does this 4 me, I am quite sure that all of U share that reality with me, one way or another! But the big story 4 right now is weirder than anything else. I started these blogs on blogger dot com (BDC) in early January of 2006, and yet the record of this has somehow seemingly disappeared, only going back 2 sometime in the following year of 2007. What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next, we R seemingly all left 2 wonder and ponder over, huh peeps? I believe the following, “WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW, MISTER NIGH-NIGH MANHATTAN-MACY”, would B fairly darn appropriate here, 2B added in onto this blog; don't U???? What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next




The great and frikkin' illustrious Jim T. Burr told me something way back around 1975 somewhere, pertaining quite closely 2 this vely vely vely thing right now up here in March of the 2023 year. He said stuff like what I said on that prior blog MPN-2023-CHAPTER inverted movie studio AKA Chapter-024, naught 'A'; is considered “MOCKING” 2 SATAN and HIS evil dark demonic army and fawces, and will result in a quite frikkin' dependable counterstrike on me. Anyone out here think that this man was naught some weirdly incredible fantastic prophet? He also said a lot of other wild stuff, remember folks? Stuff like my family my family my family, back in days and times where peeps just never talked or thought such things in life. His precise often quoted 2 me saying went exactly as follows, “Mark, something in your family is causing all of this stuff 2B happening 2U”. He said this thing 2 me over and over. If I had a quarter 4 every time that he said that thing 2 me over ten years or so of time, I would B able 2 add in about three hundred bucks 2 my checking account today, and I'd sure wish that was something that I could do folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



So tell me great world out there YO, I posted this on CHAPTER 024, and “POW-BAM” Chef Emeril great sir; look at what indeed WAS DONE 2 poor pitiful NON-RON Mountainpen as a direct and immediate result, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The darn butt-wiping gods, how I wish I could truly understand or know fully, just how this dude from a 1973 computer school and later fictionally altered into a wild hyperdimensional traveler as a fictional book character whose name was altered from 'BURR' into 'PRATT'; could in all honesty have known this deal about MY MIND BOGGLING GODDESSDOG FAMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and totally absolutely beyond freaking WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS, YO MACK!




All of this major hypertime cum-puke-her trouble is a lot like those days at Jenny's Park, the MMM, non-Gmail joint back in 2008, while blogging. Here is where I need 2 paste in thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss following thing: This all reminds me of the 'MIMI' days, and my miserable daughter back in oh-Marola-eight!


But Mister James Permission Barrier Pratt AKA Jim Burr from the 'real world', did seem 2 know a lot about things, and I came 2 learn from me' sweet adorable whittle mommy a short time B4 she exited this nightmare horrific veil of teals called physical life on the Earth-Planet, that Jim and a few others, did in fact all get together and DRINK at some Gloucester bar back in the year of 1973, B4 he later became a born again Christian and stopped his heavy drinking. Oh those endless copycat stairs and television programs, Dick Wolf, Lee Daniels, and Oprah Winfrey. Yes that indeed was a great opera singer trick, U know 'back-dooring' it, and I think those pricks somehow got a hold of a few of me' videotapes after I left the great King residence over on 13th Street in Blue-Berryville-Hammonton in December of 'oh-Marola-9', 2 drive down here 2 Fort Pierce, FLUSAESMWG where I've lived ever since in this hot hellish land of ultra-woes 4 the Mountainpen, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, BROADCASTED BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They got a hold of that good old VHS-video-tape of the great lovely MISS-LEE-teens fingernails television commercial that I made back in 1988 from some music TV or similar station. All french grapes or even luscious ones aside, huh Brad, Grace, and Iced Tea of the non-Messengers Society? Uh oh, I guess that I better quit now while somewhat ahead of the 'game', or else the censors R gonna' stop me AGAIN; ACLU, YO!!!!




Experimentation 4 what is causing AI2 remove my blogs:




Yes great peeps; indeed I have learned it so well, and a long time ago. It just forever grows like a non-combustible flower on a star, there is no changing it, there is no stopping it. You cannot fight things such as the world of the QUANTA. It is just a reality and the way things operate here in what I will call, 'SINGULARITY's wonderful CREATION of HERS'. Hey, I am naught gonna' shullbit me' wonderful Blogaudians for a single heartbeat-moment. Singularity is NAUGHT a HER, nor a HIM, and if you think about it for a second and reason it out 4 crying out louder than 15 bells of freaking sound pressure level YO, how can a single-anything B one of 2 or more possibilities such as with gender, and thus connoting a 'male, as well as a female'? GEE WHIZ-FIZZ peeps, WAKE UP 4 CRISSING OUT LOUD, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!! No human mind is able ever, 2B able 2 grasp or in any small way 2 even begin 2 conceive of what “zero dimension” really is. It is like asking a human being 2B able 2 grab a big rig truck fully loaded and pick it up and hurl it all the way across a busy highway. Hey; anyone who shows me that they can do this, and I will find a way 2 make a trillion US dollars, and then sign over every single penny of it 2U, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even the top minds, the best scientists, if anyone of them tells U that they can know what 0-D is, and that they fully and completely understand it down 2 the nth degree, I'll publicly call them a rotten liar on any podium ever built anywhere on the planet! It has been said on numerous occasions how nobody is capable of picturing even a million of anything. Some of the educational television programs will give U many examples of how it can B done in some small ways, by simply saying okay now, just picture 100 apples on a large floor and then picture 100 of those floors and then picture 100 of those buildings that contains that same type of floor with the apples laying there on them. Even most sixth graders most likely know that indeed, 100 times 100 is ten thousand and that also, 10,000 times 100 is a million (1,000,000), so in theory folks, doing this should permit us 2C and sort of begin 2 visualize a million of these apples laying on a floor, but I assure U all that this is merely a magicians type of illusionary trick 2 make us really believe that we R indeed able 2 picture those million apples, only it is total darn bull stench!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well great folks, I can tell U all stuff so HUUUUUUUUUUGE that I will need any loyal following Morians 2 indeed FOLLOW me onto my new WIX site and my blogs there, as this one is just not gonna' frikkin' cut it 4 me any longer. My family has wiped me out, and they need 2B held accountable 4 doing it, and so guess what? When I am up on the WIX, or “WHATEVER” Bob Andrews old buddy from 1975-1980 in Haddon Heights, NJUSAESMWG sir and then in those dark-age-times, future Federal Congressman; then I can really go 2 town and tell some endless truths so powerful that just thinking about it right now is giving me Donna Gaines Goose-Bumps, along with all of her great white-boy-loves of her life!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh great Peoples Mag, I know more about all of this now than U dudes and duddesses wanna' even imagine that I do in your worst friggin' butt-wiping nightmares, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, ME' GREAT BRAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!












Thisssssssss blog is terminating now at precisely a quarter past the hour of 8 of this evenings clock on thisssssss rotten monstrous evil demonically twisted Wednesday the 22nd day in this lousy March month in the year of Satan's 2 divided by 3, '2023'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




















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The initialed title at the top of the page stands 4 the following, good folks; and U will come 2CY it is and what it indeed stands 4 quite quickly and easily, as we move this along here. Spelled out, those initials above at the top of the page have the following MEANING:



BLAND BLOG TO AVOID ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE CENSORSHIP INTERFERENCE






We R gonna' stick with the title name despite my dumb brain screwing up the abbreviated wordage by the elimination of one of the needed “A” words, as it should B reading a title of, when naught abbreviated, lovely 1983 Mizz Blake of AT&T's Annoyance Caller Bureau; (BB2AAICI), as I somehow left off the 'AVOID' word and thus one of the 'A' letters. We will just go with it now and simply deem this 2B understood by anyone viewing these chapters.






I am now at 'HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC' TODAY, AND CLOSE 2 ANOTHER MOUNTAINPEN-FAMOUS B-O-T-B-A-R DAY, me' fwolks. WEIN-SOSO? Yes peeps out there in good-ole' Cyberville AKA Cyber-Village, indeed what else is new, same old same old, the age old question 4 the poor pathetic pitiful NON-RON whittle loathsomely me? I awoke out of extremely unpleasant dreaming interactions around twenty past three that I will tell U about, remember that these blogs will B blander from now on and never say or tell too much at any one given sitting or CHAPTER, 2 keep the AI-sensors happier. They did eventually decide 2 post up my CHAPTER-25. Guess the blogger owner/genius minded folks R2 capable of errors as their message 2 me on me' non-BJ-Gmail had said they were flagging blog Chapter 23 not 25 and it was not 23 that was messed with, it was 25, and now, praise pink-G, it has been somewhat restored. The part at the end either never properly pasted or was removed, and this will B talked about at a later time, as the important parts did get put back up. There is a whole lot of stenches 2 get 2 but I will naught B doing anywhere near as much as I would like 2. Censorship here in the USA has become and 2 use the now quoted new-age expression, the “NEW NORMAL”. Not only were the dreams quite unpleasant 4 me, the day has also gone quite rotten. I no sooner got up and began thinking of the dream when those buttwipe old-hippie-wannabe motorcycle riders who love to annoy by riding all around the park where I am living in noisy stupid bikes, looking like Cathy-Cody-non-Carrie-'weirdo'-out of place sixties freaks, a man and wife team; and they R still at it as of the time I came back in here after being out for half an hour on a short local shopping errand at Publix Grocery Store of Taylor Creek. First I try 2 buy some Mountain Dew 12-Pack sodas at the neighboring CVS Pharmacy store and the prices were beyond absurd and WEEEEEDEEEEEKAWUSS Mister Kaiter-1967 sir; and I tried asking a question to a young girl employee and she couldn't speak enough English 2 help me one bit. I never dreamed in my wildest fantasies as a young man that THIS COUNTRY WOULD EVER B TOTALLY REDUCED 2 THIS ABSOLUTE TOTAL NONSENSICAL CRAPOLA ON STEROIDS!!!!! So after walking out of there empty handed I drove 2 the Publix on the other side of the Taylor Creek Shopping mini-naught-MIMI-mall. This is where I purchased a bag of onions that were Publix brand and also on a sale price saving me two smacks, and then I bought a couple of hamburger meats 4 beyond outrageous prices and two 12-Pk sodas, coming 2 a nickel under 41 smacks after the tax. This world is shot beyond any hope of repair, and 4 those who blame this on Biden, UR total idiot fools, and when the king does make his eventual come back, WE R ALL DOOMED FOREVER, and then my blogs will become total non-Mizz 5-D Macoo SOLID-FREAKING-GOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It will B2 late of course, but U all will want 2 look me up and KISS ME, 4 cryin' out loud, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Obviously the great man is in need of persecuting me today with the ICPE-APE-TECH deal that is now coming up on being 37 years old this August, me' gwate fwolks out there!!!!!!! So I went 2 the CVS and then 2 the Publix, and I had a private piss-bubble piper airplane follow and dog me the entire time that I was out. Yes spellchecker, UR totally correct, as I as well as anyone else going through nearly 4 decades of this nightmare, indeed should B completely outrageously outraged, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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MMMMMMMMMMMMMM----ALL GENERAL ORDERS. ALL SPECIAL ORDERS. ALL COMMANDS. BOTH TECHNOLOGIES USED, ZD AND AD. SCAN FOR WHOEVER IS MAKING MY LIFE A LIVING BURNING BREATHING NIGHTMARE MUCKING HELL ON THIS MARCH 22, 2023 DATE TODAY, WITH NOISE AND AIR PERSECUTIONS. CUM-PUKE-HER: ON AN ‘I’ TO ‘D’, A/B-TONE, PPS SYSTEM, EMPOWER A CRUSHED AND SINGED I-O ON YOUR T-B. You’re A/B tones will sound now.



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Yes the SHAPEL is real, and you can see the hell I am going through today here at the library as it is unrivaled on any other previous ****ing c*** time here. This is why they tried to hassle me earlier with the SAVE s*** not letting it save to the drive without long waits. All computers here are effected, and the library staff tells me it is impossible for a hacker to do it, only one guy says to me, impossible by any standards that he understands but that IT DOES SEEM TO BE HAPPENING 2U, and he is correct!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Only TYPE 3 EXPLORATRONS can do these things because a T-3-E is able to be energetically in control of anything, and thus, there is almost nothing they cannot do; and the agencies know this and they have figured it out; and they know that if anyone ever believed my story, it would cause an instant ****ing c*** panic that would wipe out the global economy in minutes, and they are correct, IT ****ING C*** ABSOLUTELY WOULD, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the same reason GOD is all powerful. Energy or SPIRIT has basically an unlimited way to control or manipulate any and all physical realities. I truly know now what poor Mizz Anita Hill went through when she tried to type and use her Word-Programs, and she explained this in a letter to my pal David Roth, and back when I read it after he shared it with me, I did not understand any of it then as this was B4 my blogging ever began by at least a half a decade. But she had indeed been placed on the SHAGPEL after her run in with great powers in our government. By the way, Paula King did not rape me 27 years of spaced apart time, it was 29 years, as I got mind hacked by these TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS (Halls Fawces), same thing. It was naught Mizz lovely AT&T Blake, 1994, it was in 1996 that she came to Highview, but she did come two years earlier in 1994 when I was living there and had just first moved into there and had met my pal Sir Art Crane at the Super Walmart Store Shopping Center and she tried to kill us with her car that day. If I had ten ****ing c*** bucks for every goddarn time the MISOE has assaulted me one way or another at public shopping centers over the past four decades, I would have an extra thousand smacks in my checking account right now peeps. I am going to go home shortly, and phone the Federal Communications Commission, and complain about the computer hacking here at this library, as well as the hacking being done to me at me’ residence on my ****ing c*** ass ROKU-TV system, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO ME’ DAMN BRO!!!!



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By the way folks, back up here on this just-about-2-go-BOTBAR 22nd day in March of 2023 YO, I had YET ANOTHER FREEZE OUT AND TOTAL RESTART OF MY 'BLERKEDOFF' ROKU-TV-SYSTEM, and this was a few days ago, and also, the day B4 yesterday, I had another interruption on my landline phone system where the Spammenies made it suddenly go into this super-loud DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE that never stops and is twice as loud as the normal DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE-SOUND that many of us remember from older landline phone service days when a phone is taken off of a hook. Also it always stops after a minute, only this twice as loud sound goes on indefinitely until the phone is back on-hook-again, oh FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION SIRS, and retired old Cooley Hall pal, Mister McDowell.





Folks, I may naught have had 2 suffer through being Bobs' whittle DITM as was poor ole' Sir Bruce Alan Pennock back in the autumn of 1972 in the rear wooded area behind the Cooley Hall on Hopkins Lane, but there is a story 2 tell U that has naught been told as of yet regarding the great GATE on KINGS HIGHWAY on the south and opposite side of where Bruce, Bob McD, and myself were on that day. I may have told a few things on earlier blogs from the prior half decade here and there regarding the inverted apartment number movie studio and this area, but there is quite a bit more 2 tell, but these bland blogs dare only say so much AT ANY GIVEN TIME; REMEMBER PEEPS?????????

SOOOOOOOOOO, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.





Now quickly, my dreaming woes from just hours ago: I was living in Collinwood or actually on the Astral Plane, in my Flower Wing of the Ricktown Manor. The phone system in the drawing room there was connected 2 a Privecode Machine, and the entire town of Collinsport had a three digit coding system for their emergency called-numbers that worked similarly 2 the way that Privecode operated. You would call one number 2 connect into it, just as in my Atco, NJUSAESMWG home on the mortal plane of existence when in 1983, I lived there and first began using this machine. Many things happened and I won't get into it, at least not on this particular blog and today. Suddenly there was a huge fire in the drawing room, and I called the emergency line and got a recording on the phone telling me something about code-590, and using it to report all house fires. There is so much more but the main thing is that suddenly a number was also given 2 me that said “2 automatically extinguish a house fire, use code # 713. I hit the 713, and instantly this absolutely non-Sanders “HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE” fire just mysteriously suddenly was no longer there in the room. There is a ton of stuff 2 go on with, but remember folks, I need 2B mindful that some weird 'AI program' only allows me 2 say 2U all, SO MUCH AT ANY ONE GIVEN TIME, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!











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BB2AICI----CHAPTER 1






The initialed title stands 4 the following, good folks; and U will come 2CY it is and what it indeed stands 4 quite quickly and easily, as we move this along here. Spelled out, those initials above at the top of the page have the following MEANING:



BLAND BLOG TO AVOID ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE CENSORSHIP INTERFERENCE





I have come to a recent absolute conclusion, my great as well as not so great Blogaudians out there in Cyberville. Much of my woes with blogging censorship on the public site that once was quite free and American at heart and is no more sadly, called BLOGGER DOT COM, (BDC) is all 'AI' related. They obviously have been engaging programs in recent times or since somewhere early a decade back in the twenty-teens of this 21st century, and this AI (Artificial Intelligence) has the pre-programmed motive of taking blogs such as mine, and determining in any one blog-work, if it CROSSES TOO MUCH RED-LINED MATERIAL making it what they have come 2 call 'sensitive' on its 'blog-policy-guideline systems used by them 2 supposedly regulate just how much of any type of speech or information is permitted 2B posted up on their site. Hey, no one is arguing 4 one tiny moment that indeed, it is in fact, “THEIR SITE”, and if bloggers wish 2 post blogs onto it, they must indeed conform 2 all of its regulations and policies. The problem is that what they deem as 'sensitive' material, is 2 put it completely in an under exaggerated word choice here; quintessentially-elusive. Talk about attorneys, legalistic systems, and powerhouse lawyers truly earning their pay. With the ushering in of advanced AI, they R only beginning 2 embark on their upcoming incredibly financially rewarding careers. Words R being hacked out of my mind, and I know fully well that strange 'beyond Earthly' HALLS FAWCES are responsible 4 doing this hacking on my mind. There is a word 4 example that connotes a financially rewarding type of career, and later on 2 prove this hacking that is being done by them of course, and 2 interfere with my words spoken now, and when the hack-release arrives as it eventually must, and I claim this from a lifetime of experience with my personal interactions with this endless hellish nightmare between myself and what I now most recently have codenamed the Spammenies, but yes peeps, I will type in the word that I wished 2 say originally and was hacked out of saying by strange and Einsteinian SPOOKY-FAWCES. No people, the word that I am being hacked out of pulling up in my mind is not 'illustrious' or 'successful'; but rather a slightly less often used term. But back on my point folks, “AI” is going to alter things so radically, as it has recently come 2 alter MOUNTAINPEN'S BLOGGING LIFE, after a decade and a half of not having 2 put up with this additional woe on top of my already existing countless other woe-whiz-me troubles, not only making my life a lot worse, but I assure you great peeps out there, a whole lot of all of your lives also R about 2B changed 4 the worse by this soon 2 come deal that will invade its way into just about all of the facets in our lives. These creatures are soulless, computers cannot think, a software program cannot think, it has NO ASTRAL TRUTH 2 IT, it has no origins in the great Plancktime, all it is and ever can B is a whole lot of magical electronic circuitry and wizardry that only software engineers of the top levels in computer-tech R clued into in any full or meaningful way. I began 2 put this nightmare together after the three HUGE freedom of speech violations on me back in 2022 on my ALPHABET-TWEET-BLOGS with the two chapters of “O”, “W” if memory is at all correct, as well as the 15th chapter in the following blog-book, BTAT. I realized after much serious cogitation and intense thought and analysis that the only possible thing happening here is that if too much stuff gets said in any ONE CHAPTER, this signals a RED-LINE-NO-NO-CROSSING. It is all entirely automatic and mechanical, or artificially created machine intelligence that looks 4 certain stuff, such as AN AMOUNT TOTAL, as well as certain subjects and spoken names of things that when placed together in a wild magical computer software programming system, the machine will eventually spit out a RED-LINE-CROSSING-NO-NO-NOTICE, and bring down a blog. I can post up my CHAPTER-25 recently removed blog in smaller piecemeal parts, and I know I can, without making the AI-programs mad at me, as it is only the amount of things that they do not wish 4 me 2 say that upsets them. I can say all of it, just not all at any ONE TIME, as otherwise, Y would I have the stuff that was removed all up there already, as I do. All anyone needs 2 do is go and click a link that goes further on from where I posted that recent 2007 stuff, as all of it is up there, merely not in 'good read-quality'. This 2 me has all been proven, and whether the blogger folks wish 2 deny it or admit it, I NOW KNOW FULLY WELL, THAT THIS IS WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME. As long as I never tell or say 2 much RED-LINE-CROSSING stuff IN ANY one blog-work, then it should post up and remain up. Ill bet dollars 2 donuts that if I follow this guideline, I will B able 2 get my message out, but still, in the meantime, I do plan on getting my own website on the WIX or some such similar site on the net, and then post up my blogs without fear of this nightmare insane recent times AI induced censorship. Right now I'm dying 2 tell a zillion things, and I know that my few true loyal MORIAN-FOLLOWERS out there in Cyberville, have figured out all by themselves, just a whole lot of basicly what it all is, and if I attempt 2 make one long blog and say 2 much at any one time, well peeps; U know it will B censored. The Gmail that Blogger sends 2 me insists that nothing is removed, and that it is simply put behind a sensitivity warning screen, only I am unable 2 access it, and it is not showing up at all on the title page to the right of the opening of a blog; so I don't know what game they R playing with me, only that they indeed R playing games with me. This all reminds me of the 'MIMI' days, and my miserable daughter back in oh-Marola-eight!





I wish 2 get into so much, and if this was my future blogging on WIX or some similar site, I could; only 4 right now, I cannot. I want 2 discuss stuff about my last days of the nineteen-sixties, the magical girl on 10-SC Avenue, Goddess Scylla Pink, the incredible dreaming interaction that SHE gave 2 me, and yes, in a much larger and detailed way that ties the entire family into all of it, even family that comes from the great windy-city, and leads into the great P-45. Things that I know and can tell would get me knocked right off this blog site forever, as if they think what I have spoken of so far is a REDLINE-CROSSING, WELLLLLLLLLL, Mister R.M. Nixon Sir, I need naught go on with trying 2 make this point any clearer or better, do I? When I jokingly discuss the Macy Club, or type in a lot of my teasing WOW'S” in a long row; what is behind it all goes so much farther than anyone out here could even begin 2 imagine. Hey, don't even try. BUTTTTTT, I promise that eventually on my own website, B it WIX or whatever; I will tell the entire thing until I AM EVENTUALLY REMOVED AND MYSTERIOUSLY MURDERED! Now what I plan 2 do until I do have my own system up and no longer need 2 depend on BDC, is simply to follow my own rules that pertain 2 what I now feel that I know about just what is trying 2 shut me down. First, I may need 2 apologize 2 my Blogaudians 4 intimating that any of them may B the ones who R reporting me. I think now that this is way more autonomic, and thus being done through an AI software program or some such similar type of thing. Being human and with an astral source, Mister Sky Rumson Sir, I can out think U by simply realizing that there is some form of maximum speech determination deal going on, something that says that at this point, too much content is there on this blog and it might cause a few peeps 2 begin 2 seriously ponder and wonder about maybe Mountainpen not being a total flake, so it has 2B stopped at that point. So all I need 2 do is 2 break my stuff up and only say so much each day. With this I can at least keep telling stuff. I cannot do what I wanted, so they do win on that front, I won't even try denying that 2 a soul. I wanted 2 have my blogs the way I felt would best make peeps listen and produce the minimum factor of doubting my tales of major truth. Now, I need 2 operate within a more stringent set of parameters that I know have been set up against me. So until I can have my own site and my own blogs on that site, I must B a willing BDC slave 2 their systems and rules. Who is kidding who peeps? We all know what is behind it, who is behind it, and I KNOW THAT U ALL KNOW. U have been watching the very same TV, internet, streaming systems, news, that the Mountainpen has; and I know that most of U out here ain't dumb! So I must now work within a new and more powerful set of containing factors in my attempt 2 tell the world my story from total hell (DOGTOWN). But beggars can't B choosers, and they never could, and we all know this.






This blog is now going 2 terminate at precisely 1:45 A.M. On this early Wednesday moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning on 22 March of 2023. We have a last quarter lunar phase today, and notice too how spring was brought in after a two week slight back off, with a MAJOR HIT ON ME, AKA a super BOTBAR DAY, and of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). I know that many of U know that this is all real and true.





And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology).



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