MOVING TOWARDS
THE 15 YEAR
CHAPTER
031---MORIANITY FOR M-3
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
DON'T
EVER FUCKING BELIEVE ME, FOLKS!!!! I AM JUST CHOPPED LIVER, RIGHT
JENNY PLAGEMAN, BACK IN PUSSY CHEWING 2001?
THIS
WAS A MAJOR FUCKING SUPER BAD DAY, ALSO KNOWN AS A SUPER FUCKING
BOTBAR. EXTREME HEAT, WOKE UP AGAIN BY BANGING ON MY FUCKING DOOR BY
MAINTENANCE MEN, ROTTEN NABES EARLIER WITH THEIR SLAMMING NOISES,
PROPERTY DAMAGE FROM THE FUCKING CUNT MILITUFORCE VIA COVERT
ELECTRONIC DESTRUCTION, IT WAS ALL DAY LONG, AND FROM THE OPENING
BELL AND ALL DAY, AS THE DOW JONES CHART CLEARLY TURD CHEWING
REFLECTS; THE MARKETS WERE IN THE COCK SUCKING STRATOSPHERE ALL DAY,
MAKING ALL THIME RECORD HIGHS, OVER AND OVER AND OVER, JUST AS I KNEW
THIS WAS ALL GOING TO CUNT LAPPING MOTHER FUCKING HAPPEN AND NOBODY
WILL CUNT CHEWING FUCKING EVER BELIEVE ME OR TAKE ME SERIOUSLY,
BECAUSE THEY'RE ALL A BVUNCH OF ROTTEN MOTHER FUCKIGN TOTAL JERK
OFFS!
This
crooked stock market and these crooks from fucking hell have wiped
out my life since the eighties, exactly as I claim all happened. Just
mother fucking watch and see these markets keep flying and flying
forever and ever, AND BY AUGUST IT WILL BE 18,000. BY THE MIDDLE OF
AUTUMN, IT WILL BE 20,000, AND BY THE END OF 2014, IT WILL BE 25,000
POINTS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. TAKE THAT STRAIGHT TO THE MOTHER
'FUCKIGN' CUNT LAPPING BANK, ON MY BACK, AND MY NIGHTMARE STRAIGHT
FROM HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTNG HAMMERED
BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, AS I HAVE BEEN GOING THROUGH
THIS MISERABLE ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT ROTTEN ASSHOLE
NIGHTMARE FUCKING BULLSHIT, SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986. I REALLY THINK I
KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME, AND
AFTER ALL OF THIS DAM HELLISH MUFF-MILF PERSECUTION!!!!!!!
MY
RIGHT CUNT CHEWING EYE IS ALL BLOODSHOT FOR REASONS I DO NOT KNOW,
THE VISION IS NOT EFFECTED. IF STILL THERE IN TWO DAYS, I WILL HAVE
TO SEE A DOCTOR. I TOLD YOU THEY PUT STEEL-DROIDS OF SOME KIND INTO
MY CAR. THEY CANNOT BE KILLED,BUT I HAVE MANAGED TO CATCH ONE OF THEM
AND HAVE IT WELL HIDDEN. THERE IS NO USE TAKING THINGS LIKE THIS OVER
TO THE 'FUCKIGN' COPS, OR SHERIFF OFFICES; AND I LEARNED ALL THIS THE
HARD WAY. ALL AUTHORITY IN THIS EVIL FUCKING NATION ALL STICK
TOGETHER; AND COULD CARE LESS, HOW AN INNOCENT PERSON IS PERSECUTED
TO MOTHER FUCKING
DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!GWPOS-GWPOS-GWPOS-GWPOS!
NO
MATTER WHAT ELSE IS REAL OR UNREAL, WITHOUT ONE REALITY, NONE OF THIS
SHIT COULD BE GOING ON ALL OF THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME, PEOPLE,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
Of
course, speaking of ICPE-APE TECHNOLOGY good viewers, even
exploratrons need tools, such as the PAWM-PIE-ETTOS, ICPE-APE, and
many more black stealthy super ass covert bullshit that we need not
get major technical about. This could take years to tell all about
it, but here is some fuckiGN shit that will take a few minutes, not
years. If the middle east is close to blowing up and the world is in
such a mess, is the market really reflecting the world as all you
insist is the case, or is it as I have been shouting out about for
decades, to deaf ears. If I am wrong, why this huge bull rally when
the world is literally fuckiGN cunt falling apart all around us at
light speed mother fucking squared, YO???????????? I see the fucking
hack is here, Bob FCC McDowell, and yes, I looked and observed that
time, Professor Kaku!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HAPPY
LIFEGUARD DAY, ATLANTIC CITY, & L.R.
JULY
15, 2014,
EARLY
TUESDAY MORNING AT 12:32,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 76 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 95, AND I'M READY TO GET BACK ONTO 95, DOCTOR DOOGIEPROB!
Those
who wish to doubt my true story of MORIANITY, I say unto thee; may
the GODDESS BLESS THEE, poor fool.
MY
WONDERFUL DIANA CAME TO VISIT ME SHORTLY BEFORE IT GOT DARK LAST
NIGHT, WITH GORGEOUS DAZZLING DISPLAYS OF HER LOVELY LIGHTNING. YOU
KNOW THAT IWALU SO, PRECIOUS GIRL, AND 1-2-3 CALLER FROM
1983!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
''Here
we sit, broken hearted. We came to shit, and only farted''.
As I now proceed in the MORIANITY
story of great truth, and great sorrows; this description of anyone
reading and doubting, is very accurate; despite being taken from 1969
at a public bathroom stall; and was quite
well known in my generation.
I
popped out of some wild NIGHTMARES, talking about exploratronics
here, just a short while ago. My blogs have discussed this before. Oh
yes, I said on my first blog since being awake today, I knew shit was
going to get real mother fucking bad, or was that two days back, boy
I'm fucking losing it, Charlie Boo!
Oh
Lordess (SAR) (AH), what a lovely world I am stuck in.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVERY
SINGLE DAY IS BOTBAR IN 2014;
AN EXPERIENCE I HAVE FINALLY BECOME USED TO BEING IN, JUST LIKE AFTER
AUGUST 15, 1986, WHEN IT WAS BASICALLY 99 PERCENT AS IT IS AGAIN THIS
YEAR. IT AGAIN DID THIS IN 1997. I HAVE MATCHED TIMES AND DATES AND
MAJOR HIGH BOTBAR SHIT PATTERNS, TO CERTAIN LIFE PATTERNS, AND IT
ALWAYS COMES BACK TO A POWERFUL AND TOTALLY UNDENYABLE CONNECTION TO
THE ALMIGHTY GODDESS SSJK OR ISISCYLLA. THIS IS 'FREAKING FUN CITY',
WITH QUINTESSENTIAL SARCASM ADDED IN, Almighty Fort Pierce Knowitall
Eric!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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You forgot your mom's birthday! What can you make out of super
glue and olive pits? An angry mother. At the risk of sounding
negative, the only thing one may be truly sure of is that you cannot
be sure of anything. Sorry Twinbay.
Oh
boy, life stinks, yet so many folks love life so much; and most are
scared shitless to die. This is not attitude, but ignorance. Even if
you have this world by the fucking thrill sack, the preponderance of
negative potential, whether Mizz wonderful Twinbay wishes to hear
this message or naut, Miss AT&T Blake from 1983; will always
prevail. Just because you might have thirty billion USD and a
wonderful family today, tomorrow, a disaster can wipe out an entire
family leaving one to grieve and morn and hurt like triple shit.
Fortunes can always be lost in all of so many potential ways, and on
and on I can go. Your health may be fantastic, but someone you love
can be diagnosed with a debilitating and agonizing disease that will
render upon them a horrendous slow death sentence, right in front of
your eyes, no matter if you can bench press a mack truck or not. Life
by nature, is bent to the negative, and from the second we are born,
we are dying. So those who make such a god out of this life as we
seem to see it around us, are fools.
As
for my life, it is only different from most of yours, because of the
same reality that is behind the rest of this fucking rotten mess,
EXPLORATRONICS. The best kept secret in the world in endless
multiples of parallel universes, until in each of them, should they
survive long enough; folks eventually unravel what is and has been in
front of their faces from the time life crawls out of the seas in
each and every one of them.
Jane
Whoremuscles missed me so far on this blog, but has been fuckiGN cunt
nailing me to death and is on a dangerous fuckiGN roll. The more she
can fucking tag me with her demonic cunt chewing fucking ONES, the
worse shit around me mother fucking gets, and this is a 20 year old
problem now, folks!
The
Camden County New Jersey ADA Wirtz Senior told me, “Mark, Your
answers to your problems all lie in Carlisle”.
Well, maybe they do at that, Mister MICK-GUIRE, you ugly old fart
head fool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH
WELL, AT LEAST IT WAS COOL,one night back in dam
January!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now
there are some out here who are on the fence about me and about
Morianity.
Only
the larger move in the quantum flux, will determine your side of fall
or eventuality; you just think THAT YOU ARE DECIDING SOMETHING. Maya
and illusion, or any word you may wish to use; tells the same tale of
cover up and collusion. But to who's agenda and profit, does this all
fall into the cosmic fucking pockets of, YO????????
Some
fucking jerk off black hat hacker cracker is on me huge ultra fucking
time, FCC, BOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nothing will highlight, the
mouse has been fucking totally wrecked, Mister McDowell! I found a
way to fix it, I hit fucking cunt CONTROL-ALL, and then clicked out
of it, and now shit highlights again, ACLU, and
FCC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes,
bob McDowell did indeed grow up into a fine gentleman,
and as you put it so eloquently, Mister Mackey, back in late 1972, in
your classroom; ''a man''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Makes
me wonder what you knew back then as well,
along with hallway
communicator Marcucci and his Beatles friends,
and Marola
and her school play insistence wisdom.
Don't even get me started, Misses Eckert Pharmacy, back on 7/12; on
the topic of EXPLORATRONS,
PLEASE!
TANKS!!!
>>>>COURTESY
OF THE WEATHER BUG!!!
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The
end of the world was almost a reality, and then I had to go and say a
lot of stupid ass shit, huh Mister Martino? I have all your dam
numbers. You cannot hide from me, you wicked pricks up
north!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
wild exploratronic interaction with the 42 grand involved me and my
car and an incredible repeat or recurring 'dream'. The 17 and the 42,
adding and subtracting these integers, gives us my age of 59
presently, as well as a huge magic LSD number, 25. Don't do too much
of that stuff, Spock and Kirk, even the LDS kind, with Mizz
Whalehicks!!!!!!!!
To
quote the old black abnd white OUTER LIMITS television show; no,
there's nothing wrong with your computer, mine, well, that is an
entirely different song, techno-pooped or popped, or
NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll just sit here alone now, and rot away,
EW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Or I could go across the street
from Sarah Callio's office, and get my mother fuckiGN lightbulb
hacker feast on, huh? Jesus fucking god almighty, someone
insisted that I left their auto shop and that they did this amount of
repair work and then went on to prove to me how I had authorized to
indeed make 42,000 dollars worth of repairs. It makes no sense until
I tell you the rest. When I walked outside to get some air and told
the owner I needed to do this, he followed me out and said he has my
car keys and I am not going anywhere until I cough up the fucking 42
grand. Then I knew I was in a parallel universe. But parallel to
where? Folks, it is all relative. To all of us in the multiverse, we
just live in a universe, and all the others are parallels. We also
just live in the endless moment called (NOW), yet crissake YO, we
seem to have tomorrows and yesterdays going on somewhere or else life
would seem one second long, right? I mean really, come on!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!
Oh
boy, life stinks!
GET
IT YET, GREAT VIEWERS???????????????????
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AND FFFFFFFIVES AND MMMMMMORE FIIIIIIIVES, FFFFFFFFFOR
MAMAMAMAMAMEEEEEEE, MISTER TTTTTTTTTTTOM VENTNOR, RRRRRRREALE???
***OH***SHIT***,
CALLI-KALI-CALL TEN CALLIO!!!!!
HOLY
MOTHER FUCKING CALLIO CLAN OF CHAPPAQUIDDICK BRIDGE FAMILIES OF SWEPT
AWAY ROSS SECRETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dress shop, gimme' a break,
you wanted to have your own place since you were nine years old,
girl, so what's with this 1983, “I don't need this no how, no
nothing” garbage, or lovely girls trying to send me messages
decades later that it wasn't you when we all know that it was
you?????????????????????
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beautiful number, Miss Jane Crapperpants Monsterslapper, if I do have
to say so me'self,
maitees!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aaaaaaaaa-haaaaa,
McNulty; you slob!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
want this on the record; old friend from 1972, in Dan Mackey's class,
at Cooley Hall at school, Bob McDowell; and all other authorities
out here, who need to do their job to protect and ensure my civil
freaking rights, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NO
YELLOW SHEETS OF PAPER & NO HEART ATTACKS, MIZZ EXAMINER!
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MAJOR
HACKING FCC BOB MCDOWELL!!!!
MAJAAH,
MAJAAH, MAJAAH!
Now
this was all right after I had met and interacted with the throat
specialist in northeast Philadelphia, and his magical lovely young
lab-tech assistant. He seemed to do the very same thing with her, up
in the future by 20 years give or take, that he did only a few years
away with Donna Summer, naming his ugly harbor tub, the PRINCESS,
right after I copyrighted my EPITOME
OF HARASSMENT PROJECTS, really the first one in 1988,
misspelled on the copyright forms, and is why the words 'sic' appear
on the title block on these forms that I now will re-post so that you
can all see; which stands for Spelled In-Correctly. When patterns
continue to reflect a repeating item of anything is happening, the
odds increase exponentially, that it is all just up in someone's mind
or just a big ass fucking coincidence. One time, that's one thing,
but then there came Mister Macy. Now at this point of things, I was
at Jenny's Park and living a hermits life, not yet blogging on the
net, as I had yet to meet Chris Bennett, who started all of this by
telling me that maybe I need to do this to tell my story. But my real
point on all of this is that all this time I had no clue how this was
all done, or even a clue as to why. Now with the ESS, it all comes
together so incredibly, that to quote the CCR Band of the sixties, I
can feel this thing's fucking disease. And no, Jane and her weeds are
not the only disease in town, not with all of this shit for the past
30-60 mother fucking
years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOOOLLLEEY
SARGE CARTER, USMC, and Doogie! LIGHTNING, PUT AN END TO THIS!!!
PWEEEEEEEEEZE,
PWEEEEEEEEEZE, PWETTY PWEEEEEEEEEZE!!!!!!!
Florida
Attorney
General
Pam
Bondi
HACK-HACK-HACK-HACK, BOB
MCDOWELL, SIR!!!!!!!!!
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FINALLY
FOUND WHILE I WAS KINDNAPPED
BY THE MIGHTY KING BRANCH OF TAWF-70, YOUR EM!!!!!!!!!!
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DEAR
DIARY JOURNAL:
I
AM VERY TIRED OF TELLING THE TRUTH AND BEING CALLED A FUCKING ROTTEN
LIAR BY THE CRAWFORD CLUB OF BIRCH BEER,
AND
THE COLD SNOWY BLACK HEARTED HYPOCRITES LIKE JAMES
T. BURRRRRR.
NO FREEDOM FIGHTER ON THIS PLANET CAN CALL MISTER NO-SHOVEL A
TRAITOR, NOT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE. The United
States freaking constitution
actually instructed this man, who now, in or out of love; resides
in great Mother Russia;
to do what he did. It
also instructs the rest of us
pathetic wimpy wussy cowards to do similar things, only none of us
have the cunt lapping balls!!!! John Henningsen knows perfectly how
the next sentence could read, in or out of the great COLOR-RED state,
huh too late, Mister Likesemyoung Denver Godtalker?????????
I
was major fucking hacked, naturally, trying to paste in this little
reminder story, BOB FCC MCDOWELL, OLD PAL FROM 1972 WORMHOLE COOLEY
HALL, GEE I WONDER YYYYYYYY???????
A
while ago, a story was all over the local media in my area, and as if
they knew I would eventually jump on this to vindicate my own
reputation in similar matters, they very quickly ended the story,
unlike so many others such as when Mister Beiber came to the area and
raised a ruckus and went to jail for a while, like
Boo.
What happened quite simply put, was a young college man wanted to buy
sex from some homeless teen girl, who killed him with her bare hands
when he did not pay her. The details to the story are totally
irrelevant to my point for today. He was small and she was a big
strong girl, who punched him in his throat, and then when he fell
helplessly to the ground. She put her knee on his throat while he
chocked to death. He begged Campus Security for help, and they were
too scared to do much except run and get help; pretty much what I
would have to do, so who am I to speak here? Anyway, when the
authorities got back, the poor little dude was dead and gone, at the
hands of this wild teen girl. No weapon was used in this killing,
other than her powerful body. Whenever I tell things to people that
resembles a story like this, be it my rape in the summer of 1969, or
just how I love to say back to a TV set when the Lipator Medication
commercial comes on, in a joking way, as it rhymes; “jip-a-whore”.
Then I say after saying this, “There's no whore you want to jip if
you know what is good for you”. In truth, I have arm wrestled a lot
of the women in my life, to quote Bob Cheatley Patterson, and won
only a couple times out of many tries. I have very weak arms, and
street girls are very strong, Ann King used to call it, “JAIL
STRENGTH”. She may have something there, to quote 3-Stooge, Mister
Moe Howard! Still, I am tired of being laughed at, and then a story
breaks that vindicates all the shit I fucking talk about and get
laughed at for saying, and instead of anyone ever coming back to me
and saying, wo, hay Mark, bla-bla-bla, no, fuck me, I don't matter
worth a shit to this mother fucking ass world, do I Mister SNOWED-IN
and Mister ALEX JONES?
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