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THANK YOU FOR CO,ING TO VISIT ME TODAY, BEAUTIFUL WONDERFUL LIGHTNING GODDESS DIANA, IWALU SO, AND PRECIOUS I NEED YOUR CODES TO SHOW.









My dirt bag door slammer guest STILL REMAINS HERE, as no one can stop these persecutions of me, other than for the eventual death blow final counterstrike from my Magnesonic Machine. Then it will be too late for everybody, and all life on this planet will be instantly singed to a crisp.





Somewhere around an hour or more ago, the storm began out of nowhere, and Diana made lots of lovely beautiful breath taking colors and designs all out my window to my north. I love her more than my life a trillion times over, and she knows it. She still is around in the distance, as thundering echos continue to roar, even now past noon.







My nabes, no matter where I ever live during the past quarter century, always act up when lightning appears to be giving me special attention. People feel things a lot more than they know or are willing to ever verbalize. They know, all of them, deep down inside of themselves, that lightning and I are an item, and are together in eternity, no matter what happens here in these dream down hyperspace interactions. She appears to be reading my message as I type, and is coming closer and closer.









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MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR



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I have many special plans for you diana, my wonderful love, and no matter what these worldly scoundrels do to me; it will alter no part of our eternity together, my giant awesome energy coil. You are all mine, and I am all yours, lovely baby-blond!





My eternity love and loyalty to me electron, is officially recorded right here, in this here-now illusion fixed point of mind focus in this present persona, of me, and is hereby now declared to this cosmos, and SIGNED; MARK WAYNE MOHR for the entire worlds of hyperspace to know!!!!





















Why do I talk about the great fifth dimension so much, many ask me. Well, a lot of you have done this recently, in my 'dreams', or you in hyperspace. Same difference really. Let's discuss this is a shallow opening that later on, we can always expand on virtually without limit.





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Why do I talk about the great fifth dimension so much, many ask me, a lot of you have, in my 'dreams' or you in hyperspace. Same diff. Well, because it is there, and because I am having difficulties in eternity because of it, and find myself stuck endlessly, playing a game with a really beyond inconceivable goddess named Sarah Krassle, called, “GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS”, as you all should by now be completely aware of, YO. Marilyn McCoo has nothing whatsoever to do with any of this, however; is is strange that she and her peeps in the middle sixtirs, chose the name for their music band, the FIFTH DIMENSION, I mean, even the fourth one was not talked about very often, not back then, in trh e ixties, gimme' a fuckiGN break here Margie.




























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How I love you, Diana. You will always belong to me, LIGHTNING. Come down for me soon and take me forever away with you, lovely electron!!!!!!









JULY 7, 2014,

EARLY MONDAY AFTERNOON AT 12:44,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 75 DEGREES FNHT,WITH 100% HUMIDITY. Heat index 80



100% RELATIVE HUMIDITY, STICKY AND OVERCAST. TOO BAD MY NABES FROM HELL CAN'T BE ALL WASHED AWAY!







Yes it rained for quite a while here on Florida's Treasure Coast, or the part that I live on, called FORT PIERCE. Rain freshens an otherwise dirty world. We all are fortunate to receive it.



It is very nice and comforting to know that I am not the only one picked on by 'FACEBOOK' for doing nothing at all wrong; NBC NETWORK. Still, I never ever will have one thing to do with social media, cell phones, texting; or any of this silly new GAME JUNK, that passes itself off as the dark force's newest way of negatively controlling the population of Planet Earth. You all just go on enjoying this garbage. It ain't for me, and never will be.






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70% of my followers vanished, poof. But for the 30% who haven't, let me tell you a couple of things before the blog ends for now. Ethics was hinted at by some local person who reads me, or the lack thereof. They asked me in person; isn't causing trouble somewhere for your own personal advantage, and then fleeing the scene by dream-flashing away as I put it, knowing fully well that changes will occur, if the hyperspace is localized enough, and the plan is meticulously carried out properly; by the user, or Type-3-Exploratron? I am happy this came up, very happy. Ethics, laws, the main reason that morianity has been so suppressed as well as its head or creator, that would be me, lovely Amanda Disney; is because those who govern over us all, would instantly be put into a position of no longer being able to govern, enforce, rule, maintain order, and use whatever word choice here that fits into your style of penmanship. Over night, if what already were to just make it onto say, the TV show, “60 minutes”, and taken 1% seriously; the real war of the worlds would be five seconds away. This is going on, they know it is going on, and those in authority know that they are totally powerless to do very much if anything to ever effect substantially and or in any meaningful way, the operations of the already existing and obviously endlessly growing, Exploratronic Supermind Society. There really is only one proper way for the Pentagon to handle the ESS. That is, exactly and precisely as they do. No one is keeping things from people; not really. If I were them and did not have my agenda to alter the world in this part of hyperspace for the better; I would see things 100% from the point of view of the NSA, the Pent and all of the rest of them out there lurking around in the real dark shadows, and corners. So go and laugh all of this shit off; Mike and MO, AHA-AHA!!! Sometimes it is better to laugh than cry, and there are times when if you do not force a little bit of laughter into our nightmare lives, then the tears will most definitely replace those happier sounds, from here all the dam way to the Waling Wall in Jerusalem.















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I am going to set the record straight, believe any of it or not, the Almighty knows I am not lying one little bit. First, I never had any wrong intentions with any of that junk in 1986, nor in 1983 when I built the early model and version of the Magnetic Sound Machine. I was like the WAR GAMES KID, grown up unlike him, but still very young, quite immature for my age, very young by my standards today, this was more than half of my life ago at age twenty-eight. Hunter told me to quit hacking after going through a defense Department high clearance majestic level, on me and what the government had on me. His advice back to me was and I quote, “Quit hacking”. Well, I wasn't hacking by the old style methods, but was by a yet to be understood method known in the future as a ZDTS or a ZDT-SCAN. My 1994 book, TPB, goes into a lot of detail about how I had made up numerous ways for the plank world to directly speak to me, and carry out orders from me, from their place of unlimited power. Also my anger for all that was stolen from me in the arts, boiled over as my making electronic metaphysics tapes from my Atco, New Jersey bathtub while alone in the house. Technically, I was the original creator of a type of malware or virus that did not work with computers, but with electronic apparatus. Idiot Spell-Checker does not recognize the word 'malware', wow that. All of my life, my intentions and actions have been completely misunderstood and misjudged by the society in control of everything around me, and they don't even want one small iota to ever let me set the record straight, and be able to tell my long sad side of many many things. There is no one sided coin, believe that and you are the biggest fool that is swimming all around in a dry swimming pool! I guarantee you that one, people.







Now just because no one alive seems to know that the ESS is real, and that travel by these WHATEVERS has been going on since the early times of life here on earth; does not and ever will, negate the total reality of this situation. Just because many of you recall few to no dreams in your life, and those that do do not agree with what Morianity teaches, regarding the REALITY-TRIANGLE, simply because they have no control in their dreams, and they visit as most do, when not either being an intentional explorer or in any way put onto any of this, very non localized, or more distant parts of hyperspace, where pizza pies turn into houses, and all kinds of shifts happen or dream-gaps, and so much more. Let me clear up the dreamshift. You don't really dreamshift with gaps, any more than the world is flat or the sun goes around us each day while we all sit here nice and still. Your conscious mind upon awakening, takes the very same bits and pieces of interactions in other realms, and splices them together as a gapped memory, in no different of a way than the mind while awake and tuned to this reality, also sees only pieces of our life, and our minds DO NOT function as tape recorders. If suddenly we had no idea of the basic stuff that we all know about how we live here on this planet as human beings, being born, dying,and all the rest of it, and just woke up one day with all of that gone from our awareness through pure magic so that I can make a point, then you too, right here and awake, would feel the same way you think you feel when you try remembering a long dream in sections and appear to be dream-shifting. Between not being able to easily manipulate a double of yourself, and taking the time to properly learn and practice; and not understanding localized and distant hyperspace; and other basic teachings from Morianity; you will reject on the face of what I talk about, especially since I am so directly personally involved in all of it, and my claims unlike any other sane person, go beyond my limited time period; anything regarding this incredible REALITY-TRIANGLE, of 'dreams', 'hyperspace', and 'exploratrons'. If I were any of you and the roles were reversed, I'm quite sure I would act no differently than any of you do. Still, morianity does give instructions for how to prove me wrong if that is anyone's goal; and of course you never well, as I simply am not. I don't know tons and tons of stuff, but what I know, I DO KNOW. Common sense dictates there wouldn't be a reason in a trillion for me to do over 100 months of blogs like these and all of it is made up hooey nonsense at my sick deluded whim. It is for things like just this very thing folks, that the expression goes, “Where's there's smoke, there's usually fire''













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I am going to explain something that will mostly fall on deaf ears, and this is more pitiful and totally pathetic than the combined wars that the United States of America has fought in, all put together. You need not agree, but if you don't agree, I promise it is only because you cannot see what I am about to tell you, even if, as David Roth once thought he knew where I was coming from in 1997 up at the Highpoint Military War-games Installation of Warren Grove, New Jersey, one very early July morning not that much past midnight. In so doing what I now am going to do, I could pick at pure random, or think I am picking at pure random; anything A to Z, no dam exaggeration here, I totally promise all of you this. Let's pick my ex-partner of the SP Record Company, founded in 1998, up in Jersey. If you read me a few blogs back, you know that I was saying how really heart breaking and pitiful it is that those in the UNACCEPTED TO JOIN THE CLUB club, and this could range in any industry and career, meaning simply that a lock is indeed in place in ways way to clever for even 50 dream teams hired by Oranthal Simpson himself (OJ); would never ever be able to tear through and prove is real and tangible, but I assure you, it is, and that is how good this thing set into place, really works. If you are in doubt with that statement, keep it in your mind and rent or purchase that great movie, or if you own it, watch it again, and see under this new light, when New York City taxi driver, Mel Gibson, tells the great Julia Roberts, that it wouldn't be a top conspiracy if it could be broken through; in that timeless and great Hollywood effort; the movie of the nineties, and none other than, “Conspiracy Theory”. So now back to the club that secretly invites those who are permitted to be successful in life, or not; and their utter total power over this, without exception; going even into gaming situations, marriages; and it has all been covered thoroughly, by these monsters from hell; I can assure you. Now in the example that I cite, Paul and I had a tiny little mickey mouse musical record label, in 1998, and it still is on the books in Camden county, New Jersey, called, Studio Parks Records. If Paul, my partner read my blog from a few back now, regarding this club, he would say to me, I know it as sure as I sit here in this dam chair; “Mark, you're full of shit. We came this close to making it to the top, and then through no fault of ours, that buttwipe David Mahon pulled some inconceivable bullshit as a big record label meeting, and we all got screwed, just when Cape Lonely, a song of Paul's, was about to be signed to this top major label's country division, in Nashville, Tennessee. What Paul doesn't see is that this is what this club does to those on the NOT-INVITED-IN list, which obviously for reasons that only they really know and understand in some warped and twisted way; is the vast majority of the population, after-all, you cannot have all Chiefs and no Indians, capitalism would fall apart under that doomed to fail dome in a New York minute. I no longer am mad over this, even though we all were due to come up overnight millionaires, and my entire life would have been different practically overnight. I am only angry, and all the more angry over what I had suspected all along, this rigged game and the on and off invite-lists, and again, in any and all trades, it means invited to be successful or not, and if not, guess what, you will stay down, and poor, and oppressed; until the very day that you mother fuckiGN drop dead; no matter what you do, and that is a promise! So no need to blame Mahon and his stupid actions at that meeting on that day, PP, or anything, well, other than this POWERFUL PEOPLE'S CONTROL LIST of who makes it, and who cakes it, right in the dam ass puss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And that is forever, and YOU CAN FUCKING BELIEVE IT, old partna'!





Now this was one randomly selected thing. I could go on for ten years straight, if my computer and my body lasted that long, and they would most certainly not.







It amazes and behooves me that THEY really actually 'allowed' that great nineties movie to ever be made, f course they counted on the 'FICTION-SYNDROME', hay it's a Hollywood movie, it is made up, it is entertainment, it is not real, ''it's TV-SHIT'', as my old pal the Gibbsboro policeman said one morning to me as we were shooting the breeze in the early nineties at his local station.
























FOLKS, THE BLOG WITH THE ADDRESS ABOVE IS WAY COOL. IT WILL TELL YOU A LOT ABOUT THE EARTH HISTORY OF THIS BREED OF DOG. OF COURSE, BETWEEN YOU AND ME FOLKS, AND THE LAMP POSTS OF THE UNIVERSE; ALL THINGS ON THIS EARTH HAVE A TRUER HOME OF ORIGIN, ON WHAT MANY INTO HEAVY SPIRITISM CALL AND LABEL, THE ASTRAL-PLANE or just the spirit-world. It is also the realm of the SUBATOMIC, all the same reality, with different windows in a large mansion for all of us to peer out of and receive quite naturally, many varying and different views.





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Another place you might have seen these spotted dogs was in the two Disney movies. The first one, 101 Dalmatians,was animated, and it came out in 1961. It was based on a 1956 novel by Dodie Smith. The second movie, 102 Dalmatians, came out in 1996, and it had real dogs and actors in it, including Glenn Close as Cruella De Vil. I only mention Glenn Close because she is one of Mom's favorite actors.








MIZZ BONDI, ATTORNEY GENERAL OF FLORIDA, I AM GETTING SERIOUS FUCKING HACKING THAT HAS BEEN GROWING PROGRESSIVELY WORSE OVER THE PAST HOUR, MA'AM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













YEAH HE'S SAYING, “I LOVE YOU SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE, ALMIGHTY TEEN-QUEEN, but you're 2008-2014 hacking codes are kind of driving me nuts at C-SQ”!

























The originally posted up 2007 website of http://www.morianity-foundation.com/ is and has been down a long time, and was only up for two years, as it cost a few bucks, and I do not have a few bucks to spare. On this, was lots of text information about how I reside in eternity as a large WHITE DOG. When the great Almighty Sarah-Stacey Krassle freed me and got me out of that horrible hell, or DOGTOWN, she placed many black spots all over my body and allowed me to speak in words, and gave me the CITY-NAME of YANCY. On the Astral-Plane, YANCY is the word for polka dot, and she placed one heck of a lot of polka dots and splotches all over my body. I will always love the great Sarah Krassle, there, and even here in the mortal realm, so long as she permits me to retain flesh existence memories of HER and HER wonderful GREAT CITY. I know my ex business partner is hooked up somehow with this, maybe without any conscious recollection, as he wrote a song in the late last century or maybe the very start of this one, and the music was used almost note for note by that movie this other blogger refers to, CDV. I called Paul ten years ago or more and tried to reach Sally Starr, our mutual friend, but she wanted no more to do with me and made it quite clear, what exactly I ever did to her I do not know, just more famous folks that endlessly love to distance themselves from loser-me, and leave me in a trail of worthless dust. Still, Paul-Joe, if you made some money on this, I am very happy for you. If you really did not, I would contact Disney peeps and I will witness for you that I heard this song and used to have your tape before the great family got all my stuff forever away from me, YO. Yes folks, the true origin of this breed has both a heavenly and an Earthly story. You'll find my story here in Morianity's many long teachings. As I said, the web-page is now long gone due to lack of funds. Kate and I ran out of money, BMI and ASCAP, I know you heard my tape I sent you! Play dead all you want to, I know what goes down.





Folks, I hope you all have one hell of a wonderful day, or a 180 of my days, either-or. Take care, and goddess-speed, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





















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