I Am On A HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE Roll 4 Dreaming At Previous Addresses, as Was the Case Last Night Again, and This Time, Some Wild connections With Jersey and Florida, All Apparently Come Into Play 4 the Mountainpen
1 PM, SATURDAY AFTERNOON, 08-10-24
The topic of how the only 2 states where I have lived in my life, both have connections in the 5th dimensional hyperspace system; is lengthy 2 say the vely least here, Mister McDowell Cooley of 1972 but B-4 getting 2 any of thissssssss, Mizz awesome 1983 Luccisnakes; first it is time 4 major total candidness and ultra 'B-J'-HONESTY here, a quality that should never ever B retired, despite recent retired recording artists singing great and awesome songs about honesty some time back!!!! That catchy tune will B going through me' mind now like some pesky gnat in me' face, but it was truly a wonderful song, Sir B-J. But moving this on here folks, anyone of U out there in Cyberville reading these words, now or in the future, and via of standard or Galanet type of devices someday; would B subject 2 the vely same phenomenon that the MOUNTAINPEN is, concerning living in 2 states in their life, and dreaming about both of them as well. This would B considered by any psychiatrist anywhere, as perfectly and completely normal. But in my case, and as most of the time; stuff with me does indeed move far out and away into the higher dimensionality of more complex realities, including the bi-state-dreaming's-situation, and so shortening that into simply, the BSDI. No SIR Mister Microsoft Corporation, I am naught putting in any BIDS 4 anything here, but I do C-Y the spell-correction system would prompt me 2 enter that alternative spelling, YO dudes and duddesses. According 2 the theme of the awesome movie, from the ending final years of the prior 20th century, that was called, 'DOGMA'; it centered around a powerful concept of the teachings of MORIANITY, and the awesome pal that I made in those times, the end of 1997 and the vely vely beginning of the following year beyond the ultra-magic-year, that shall also B remembered by me 4 many wild reasons, good old 1998; and I speak of the fine gentleman by the name of Mister Clarence Harris!!!! What is being mentioned here is the powerhouse truth and ultimate reality that the existence and presently physical life of Sir Mark Wayne Mohr, me, the MOUNTAINPEN; can and does, UNLESS SUCCESSFULLY DISPROVED SOMEHOW; throw a gargantuan sized monkey wrench right smack dab into the precious complex gears of our religious concepts concerning the ALMIGHTY GOD JEHOVAH, and all of the creation supposedly accomplished by this 'GOD', and so much more. On one occasion back in the year of 1974, another new so-called-pal, SIR James T. Burr, told me once, that, and I quote him exactly here, “I know something has 2-B wrong because if it stands, then all of Christianity is BULL-\\\\. Now this is not the blog that begins getting real major glass specific into complex elucidations and details, concerning all of this; other than 4 reminding readers of a few little items that R unmistakably all scattered into this mysterious mix of quantum foam on some physical level of metamorphoses. My trip into Carlisle, Pennsylvania-USA late in the month of June of 1996, with Mister David Charles Roth, and that ended up as one of the future-Mountainpen's worst major super ultra hyper-time BOTBAR-DAYS EVER IN ME' ENTIRE LIFE; fits into all of this as well, followed immediately by the next several days with the lovely goddess of Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, Mizz nightmares on steroids times 10 to the math-exponent of a million, PAULA KING, who proceeded 2 come boldly into my apartment, and had her way with me, which brought my hyperspace daughter into existence, through what all Morians now r aware of, called TOWEL-SEEPAGE-EFFECT, and (TOSE) 4 short. Peeps who have read these blogs over years of time now, or some perhaps, think that they may understand the TOSE, and I promise U all, and no offense is intended here whatsoever, so please don't B angry at me here, but U-R still 99 percent clueless, 2 all of what 'TOSE' can do, and is truly about; and how powerful it is in its full, and absolute entirety; YO! But this blog ain't about either one of me' truly awesome daughter, so let us move onward here some more. What went down at the Highview Apartments during my second of 2 residing times there, in the middle 19-nineties, is off the scales in its own way; beyond even that of the truly magical transdimensional farmlands of 1970 times, later 2-B known as the ROBIN HILL APARTMENT COMPLEX!!!! Reminding readers again now, it never was officially known as 'the farm outside of Haddonfield'. This was something that I said, following major dreaming experiences that continued in recurring and serial dreaming's, 2 me' COOLEY HALL EDUCATOR (TEACHER), Mister David Leigh Smith. He of course mocked and laughed at me; and refused 2 ever believe, or take seriously any of this; and yet everything came 2 pass, and was Y my song lyrics of 1988 were what they were. It was this and many other items just like this, that led 2 those song lyrics on that project we all know so well, from that year, done by me, Mark Wayne Mohr, titled, 'Prophet of Nothing'. It was all about these prophecies that I made all coming true down 2 their nth degree, over and over again, and 2 no avail, not a soul cared nor would listen 2 one word that I said, so Mister Smith from Cooley Hall ain't gonna' B dying in some fracking lonely hearts club, and THAT is a MO-promise, as well as a MARK MOHR PROMISE! This 1988 musical project was not an error in the usage of the word-pun, either, folks. I did misspell the word of 'epitome', but it was absolutely no error at all whatsoever when I jokingly called this tune and title track of the project, PROPHET of nothing, as right away with the word 'nothing', one would think, gee, does he naught mean 2 say rather, the word of 'profit', as in profit and loss? Well, I did naught, Mizz Blake. But this is getting a wee tad bit off of me' pernt here, Mister Bunker!!!! The point 4 this very time and day and blog writing is the wild major connection of my 'SARAH' song that was written by me on the 12th day in May in 1996, and my attempts 2 record it at a professional studio, and the soon 2 come wild incredible movie called, 'DOGMA', with that awesome and beyond white hot Mizz Alanis Morissette playing the role of GODDESS ALMIGHTY who had been kidnapped by some sick powerful deranged 'heavenly-host' ANGELS. The connections R greater with my life and this movie, than even my older daughter's wild show of 2009, and yet, this still ain't me' whittle pernt 4 right now. The major deal 4 now is all about one particular piece of this puzzle, and wild tale that apparently spans beyond religion itself, quoting Mister Pedersen, CEO of the awesome and illustrious STUDIO PARK RECORD COMPANY!!!! And so then, just what is this deal??????????? It is the main theme of the DOGMA MOVIE, and about proving me WROOOOOOOOOOOONG, and if this cannot B accomplished, well, we can at a bare bones minimum here, go and quote the 1974 words of SIR JAMES ALMIGHTY TIBERIUS BURR OF GLOUCESTER, NJUSAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The movie carried this a wee tad bit further than SIR JIM-JIM's mighty statement that all of Christianity is BULL////, but hey, come 2 think of it, it would B the next logical conclusion that all things would face an uncreation, so 2 speak!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Looking at this in the Morrisette Ultimate Form here, or shortened and abbreviated into the MUFO, right away we come 2 the unmissable deal of how some dreams that human beings experience actually reveal FUTURE-EVENTS perfectly and clearly. This is 2 dangerous 4 me 2 ever explore in absolute proofs, giving math formulas and many equations and concepts that R already acceptable and even taught at major university think tanks 2 college students studying astro physics and atomic engineering related subjects. It just would B completely unwise 4 me 2 get into major specifics here, but I will add in here, that even they have never made a powerful leap that this is the answer 2 a so far searched 4 unsuccessfully by the scientific community answer as 2-Y there is a tiny amount of antimatter in our universe, not none, not a lot, not an equal amount as we have matter, but a very tiny amount. U don't need 2 know it all, but I promise all of U that the reason is because when we DREAM, we leave tiny parts of our energy (spirit) behind, and when we explore the opposite side of the big-bang in our sleep, where all the stuff from here, is falling back into itself, with no help from baseball catcher mitts and beach balls; we leave trace amounts of our matter side there, and so those there also having dreams, R leaving these same trace amounts of their reversed-matter-selves here, in our forward side universe, and this is truth 2 powerful 4 me 2 safely explore, without extreme amounts of protection!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All I am saying with all of that is quite simple. Most peeps who have a rounded academic eduacation, know without my even saying this now, that if identical parts of matter and reversed matter collide without a powerful electromagnetic containment field of some kind; the entire universe would transfer from matter into energy instantaneously. Words on a more human scale and level would B full total absolute obliteration, complete annihilation, and along that line. So the movie's concept, merely is taking Mister JIM-JIM's words from 1974, that Christianity is all BULL//// if I cannot B SIR Clarence Harris disproved; all begins surfacing, and with dangerous deadly deals all intertwined and mysteriously commingled, all throughout this nightmarish hellishness. Now this is only the smallest surface scratching opening 2 a powerful topic whereby many things all WJSD, right following my writing the song, 'SARAH' on 05-12-1996, and most of me' Blogaudians and the L30B, know all of the horrendous genesis 2 it all from there, but how does it go interstate as well as transdimensional?????????????? But B-4 going on here; that rotten miserable demon lady JANE Thistlethorns Sleazeweedsdisease Crabgrasshitinnerpants Crudumpoopuker Notfondauonebit, just nailed me beyond real real real real fracking goUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUd, with her stinking lousy grass ONE'S ASSAULT ON THE PPNR-MISTER MOUNTAINPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I SHALL NEED 2 RUNT PHLEGM HATE NOW, WITH GROUPINGS OF ME' WONDERFUL 5-NUMBERS!
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I have but one quick whittle question right now, 4 anyone reading this blog, and who also has been reading the Mountainpen 4 some time, and knows at least the vely basic story of it all???????????: If U cannot C this 4 what it is, right down 2-Y this blog does not literally explode into a viral super overnight sensation, when it dares 2 tell the most powerhouse story ever told in this cosmos, and can back a lot of the claims made herein up, with proofs that would blow anybody's brain half out of their skulls, literally; then how can U even attempt 2 deny the added in double-bubble verification, that something even far beyond PETOFI-COSMIC must indeed B-GJSD in all of thissssssss???? All I would possibly B able 2 add in here now, 2 thissssssss, is gee lovely awesome illustrious Mizz Margie Leo McFly Car-Circuits-Magic, ''Will-YA' cut me a brake'' here, 4 cryin' out Fontana loudly, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!! Naught his problem MISSES MOHR of '84?????????????? Fine and dandy candy, Mizz Mildred Young, and Teen-Taffy, from New Hampshire; on all great and endlessly remembered class field trips into Manhattan-NY-USA; so then, WHAT IS, great gals?
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Yes Mister PIP, endlessness is quite hellish
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
Something perhaps that I should have said 2 those horrible WASHCLOTH CLAN folks back in summer time of 1970, would b along the lines of Y do U wish me so much harm? Mister Paul Evans Pedersen, my mickey mouse record company partner from 1998 through vely early into this 3rd millennium times, told me that maybe I am some missing piece in the entire future obliteration of humanity, sort of a Mister Bertram Cabot Junior of the awesome middle 1960's television show called, 'THE OUTER LIMITS'. I have had some other peeps make other wild potential observations concerning my life. Still, in dreams, it is rarely within even small amounts of our control on a conscious level, as we R not conscious, as 2 what we may or may not say or do with our interacting dreaming counterpart peeps. Maybe however, back in 1970, if I could have; then it would have been along the lines of saying, Just how much more of this mother effing bullgrit I can stand B-4-I go off and do something worse than a dang mall shooting, is a problematical equation, that no crime statistician, nor FBI profiler, could ever truly hope 2 predict, with any real accuracy. But again, Mister Sodas of 1972 and 1973, huh there, U power punching dude? Maybe U and Keisha should have become an item, and then maybe lovely Loca Disney would have been your daughter. Who can ever know grit like that???? But in all seriousness, what I may or may not say 2 these monsters from Astral-Dogtown (HELL) is a bit meaningless. Quoting a gorgeous girl on the 'L&L' TV-show, Mizz Alice Ciminelli, “They have all the power”. SOOOOOOOOOO, Mister Crane oh SIR; Y even bother 2 go on fracking breathing, YO? My problem is that the answer 2 this query is more proof of just where I truly am, but then what is the Mister Spock Billy the Kid Syndrome; and how does it all interconnect into my own personal woe-whiz-me problems??????????? The answer 2 this lies approximately 10 feet below the main level of the indoor swimming pool at the once operational New Jersey's Haddonwood Swim and Health Club, of Deptford, NJUSAESMWG. The awesome terra-talented artist we all know and love, Mizz Mariah Carey's so-called pop, and maybe he is, and maybe he isn't; as I have no way of knowing anything 4 sure. But while still alive, he knew all about that little deal, good world; and THAT is a promise. Of course, there is always the chance that one out of a million or so, he was lying about whom he was up there at illustrious Haddonwood; but he looked like photos that fans showed me of him, and drove a P-car, as he always did in his younger days; and so on. He knows or 'knew about the Spock 100 percent MIND deal here, with that Star Trek 'Billy the Kid' episode. I keep it all as real as I can good peeps, and cannot help it when and if peeps R sometimes less than perfectly honest with me. All that anyone can ever do is check stuff out and try 2 verify facts in the best way that limited resources make available many times 2 us extremely downtrodden and life-long financially disabled peeps, and one of whom, is the PPNR-MM. But in 1995 times, was I '100 percent positive', that I was IN HELL, as well as that I have total control over motion? Well, if I said YES 2 that, then I WOULD B TELLING U ALL A TOTAL ROTTEN LIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What I was back in 1995 was 100 percent fully aware that I could seemingly control certain types of motion and 'gravitation', but we shall leave all of that right there, 4 right now, oh lovely Mizz 'L&O' Anita VanBuren, and fictional NYC-PD-Lieutenant. All I want 2 add in here on this writing 4 this day concerning this goes as follows: After coming down here 2 Flowerland (Florida-USA) and living here 4 several years, this is when one day, I crossed over and became 100 percent positive that I AM IN HELL. That did not happen back in 1995, although speaking of MC's 2 possible pops here, the magic of the quantum dynamic that was all mixed up and intricately transdimensionally involved in this hellishness, right down 2 the 1995 pool; was 18 years in the antimatter reflected opposite side of the BIG BANG BLOW-OUT (the future), and I am speaking of the final and 29th musical project. Again, taking the Mz Jenny Love Hewitt philosophy here, and adopting it into the mix of all of this; it was my doing that 29th project over at Bonjovi's Avalon Sound Studio, off of Bayshore Drive in Port Saint Lucie, Flowerland in middle 2013; that spawned my full total and absolute realization that indeed, I AM IN ETERNAL HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Getting more specific beyond just this, and I would need 2 type in another 100 pages or more just 2 open this all up, so YO folks, this is of course what future blog writings R all 4, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 4 right now, I need 2 close out the opening foundations about the interstate transdimensional dreaming's that R all GJSD with me. First, as U all know, there is the DARK SHADOWS TV-SHOW connection with my living in some home with the actress Mizz Joan Bennett, who goes by the name of Johnny over in this alternate reality, as is not a Hollywood actress at all, merely a resident of Fort Pierce, Florida-USA, and going into more right now would B pointless as it is 2 complex and would take 2 much dang time 4 me 2 do. Now last night, I was in a small grocery store that also had a few other type of items there, and I have never been there in my waking world life. It masy or may not B the small store near the PEE-HA BUILDING that I have never been inside of, but I think it was further up Orange Avenue and closer 2 where I worked when I first lived here in Flowerland, at the HARVEST joint. In this hyperspace experience last night, the owner of this place, a short man named Tony, seemed 2 know me or know my hyperspace doppelganger, and in this alternate reality, coins were large, not at all as they R here, about half 2 maybe three fourths the size of CD and DVD discs. I had about 12 of these, and they were quarters, and I had purchased some items and the total was around 5 and a half dollars, and the place did not take any credit cards at all. When I did not have enough of these large-quarters on me, Tony got extremely annoyed with me and began 2 treat me horrendously, in front of a crowded store filled with other customers. It was a horrendous nightmare, 2 put it politely, good folks. After walking out and down the street and coming towards the PEE-HA BUILDING where I was living, I recognized that I was in a reality where I am in quite often, where the entire street outside of my apartment window that is called Avenue B, has a fast food joint on the corner where here there is some type of a small funeral home, and then down the street from there leading eastbound towards the Federal Highway or Route-1, is a completely different landscape and many things go on all around ther,e and very wild steps lead into the building, unlike here, as the building seems 2-B up higher on some elevated land structure. All sorts of stuff happened and I interacted with many peeps, some whom I know from here in the waking world from that area, and some I don't know, quoting lovely Mizz Nancy Barrett of the 'Dark Shadows' TV-show, playing the role of Mz Carolyn Stoddard, in the first couple seasons of the show, when she was explaining what dreams R, 2 the created man named ADAM, in that Frankensteinian laboratory experiment. In this parallel reality, the ocean was only about 100 yards away from the Federal Highway, and there was no A-1-A road at all as there is here in the waking reality dimension. Suddenly my Aunt Ruth from Babylon, New York-USA, was walking up Avenue B in a baseball uniform, with Amy Cooley, as if the movie she stared in, 'A League of Their Own', was happening in the actual world instead of being in a movie from my waking world reality. I thought that they were gonna' B nice with me, but they began shouting all sorts of horrible obscenities and cuss words at me, straight out of me' daughter's 2009 movie with lovely Muscles-Mo. I began fumbling 4 me' keys so that I could walk right into the door, and the doors were totally different in this realm than here in waking life, 2 the building. Then some teenaged boys also in baseball uniforms came down 7th Street from where there is another PHA Building in waking life, only there, the entire property does not exist, and is a little league baseball field, the entire property, the building and all of the large parking lots that surround it all. I still was unable 2 find my keys and while I continued reaching all around into all of me' 4 pants pockets, and 2 no avail whatsoever while my frustration was mounting; suddenly the boys began kicking my legs, hard, and calling me horrible names. Finally one of them told me that I would end up in that wild prophesied knife fight, that I had in my New Jersey vision, back in the middle 1990's days; quoting this kid, word 4 word verbatim. Then that monster nabe from the 6th floor that I got away from by moving into here where I now am living, opened his window and yelled down at me, “I'm coming 4-U right now U pile of ******* **** U”. Then he yelled, “Keep kicking him and hold him there, YO”, 2 those kids in the ball uniforms. Then pow, I woke up!!!!!!!!!!! I am on a roll again 4 having extremely unpleasant dreams, 2 say it extremely Sir Tommy Rowe politely here, with or without the fracking jam and the jelly on the toast, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But is there a lot more 2 this interconnected dreaming with Jersey and Florida, in my transdimensional interactions by night? Adding in now at a vely least 4-U all, despite naught getting further into these wild cosmic connections into songs and wild hellish pools, and all of it; “U JUST GO AND BET YOUR BRITISH PETROLEUM ON IT THAT THERE IS”, good folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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