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11:24
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LATE
ON A TUESDAY NIGHT
NO
MICROSOFT CORPORATION, NOT NIGHTmares, BUT THANX 4 THE MEMS.
79
DEGREES FHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 100%, IT FEELS 80.
SCREW
UP THE OTHER DAY ON PRIOR BLOG, SAHWEE, NOT 80%, 100% HUM.
I
have had some real miserable times with my asshole fucking noisy
nabes for the past few days. The reason the slamming and yelling
started at 8 this morning and stopped totally after 4 this afternoon
when the fucking stock market closed for the day, was because, basic
ICPE-APE-TECK makes persecuting me all day a necessity, when you get
roller coaster prices, see chart below, those that know, indeed know,
what the fucking shit I have to put up with and contend with, and
have had to do now for nearly three mother fucking cunt lapping
decades.
MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM-3, ESS IN THE SECOND DECADE BLOG
THIS IS CHAPTER 018, ENJOY KIND FOLKS:
©
Mark Wayne Mohr 2006-2014---A.R.R.
©
BOM----------------Blogs Of Mountainpen
©
MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM-3
There
is only one thing that needs to be said today besides I put up with
manor nabes crap all day and will be talking to my R.M. Mizz Marotto
tomorrow on my way over to my doctor's office. That is that it is not
GOVERNMENT that we need to fear, NOT DIRECTLY. It is those behind the
GAP OZ CURTAINS who have GAP-LP (LOBBYING POWER). These BIG BUSINESS
MOTHER FUCKERS are the ones who want to rule our lives, and they are
the ones who get the politicians into the pre-ring, and only then, do
we voters get to make choices, but from an already picked and chosen
group that FORTUNE-500 pre-picks to start with. None of us little
99ers have a chance, we never did, and WE CERTAINLY NEVER WILL,
because we are a bunch of gutless little fucking shits who have let
them sell out our America forever, and it really now is to quote my
kid's great 2008 website, NOOOOOOOOOOOO, “too late”, so laugh
again in or outside of Harlem restaurants, Mister Daniels, and my
best to my old coworker distant relation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When
the font color above, ********
matches
the jersey I am wearing almost exactly, this will be when my
appearance when that photo of me was taken, is truly accurate. So
much for digital. The stories I could tell about why we went to
digital, the last on the list was better quality for consumers, I
PROMISE YOU THAT FOLKS. On top of the list are things like take all
of our money, control all of our lives, and if you really need me to
make a longer list, well, you would be considered by me to be a bit
pathetic, but I could, five times longer of a list. None other than
at the very bottom, would you find the reason having shit to do with
improved quality for consumers, but you all got fooled and duped. I
fought against it as hard as I could, and I know that the GAP TANDY
CORP has the videotapes from my rants inside many of their stores in
the nineties and up through the early first few years in this totally
fucked up new century. You laughed at me, and folks still laugh at
me. I will guarantee you that in your lifetime if you are under the
age on thirty, you will wake up one day, look back at all of this;
and say, holy mother fucking cow shit cubed; little dirt bag asshole
mountainpen was telling us all the total fucking truth all along, but
as his wonderful daughter puts it so well, “2-LATE”!
It
was the great business world all along, just as CAMDEN COUNTY
PROSECUTOR ADA RON WIRTZ SENIOR TOLD ME IT WAS; behind all my
troubles, and whether anyone else knew it or knows it yet, behind all
of yours as well!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every
single destruction of our freedom in what was once GREAT-AMERICA, and
don't make me laugh now at those words; was undermined and destroyed
by Reagan and his filthy greed. In parallel universes where Hinckley
had been a little better of a shot, none of this shit happens, you
know; hostile takeovers, super giant stock market, the whole fucking
shebang. This one big event went two different ways in hyperspace.
Trillions to the power of trillions of localized universes went one
way, and the others went the other way. But forget this shit for a
second while I try making another quick but powerful and important
point, good folks!
By
using the
magical world of the electron,
or (ELECTRONICS);
AND I SEE THAT I HAVE AWAKENED THE SLEEPING LIGHTBULB GIANT OF
MICROSUCKS CORPORATION, WOW MACKEY-MACY; but yes, by using this' you
can do more, than anyone, or maybe except for those in the BRIGGBASE
CULT of waking world doppelgangers, translated into GAP
ENTERTAINMENT
WORLD;
as I
am perdy dern sher,
that
'know the secrets',
and have known of them since I discovered them shortly after I became
an unknowing cigar deserving youth; without any blaring hit tunes
like 'UTB', Mizz Munster, TEE HEE HEE; but yes; using electronics can
make shit happen in hyperspace, even IN YOUR OWN UNIVERSE. Am I
really in need of elaborating on this, people? Fine, then I will.
Read the last few blogs again. I do things in sections, and on
purpose. This is not the random writings of a deluded crazy person.
If you would ever read any five blogs together, you would come to
realize this truth and see it as absolute reality and not this
blogger all crazy and sick, and bragging like a dumb ass. I am not a
genius or a perfect Pennock person, Brucie. BUTT, big ass fucking
BUTT, I do know that there are gates and gateways, and this is not
along the lines of what the world owners are trying to let any of you
know about. It
is not done with star-gates and fields and all of this.
It is done with
the MORIANITY REALITY TRIANGLE, or the MRT,
and what is that, well, in reiteration folks; that is, peeps;
(DREAMS,
HYPERSPACE, EXPLORATRONS),
for the nine thousand and sixteenth time now, WHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
The
wealthy are going to make slaves out of all of us, and it is TOO LATE
NOW, as nobody listened to me in time, and nobody gave a mother
fucking toilet water lapping hell. It is very sad, and I am now going
to post, shut down, and cry for an hour or so before crashing to
sleep, I mean this. Only I know how sad this shit all is, people,
none of you HAVE A SMALL DAM CLUE, and it totally fuckiGN breaks my
heart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IF
I AM SO CRAZY, WOULD ALL OF THIS BE REAL?
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OH
YES, BY ALL MEANS, WATCH OUT FOR THAT HORRIBLE MARK WAYNE MOHR, WHAT
A MONSTER. YEAH, THIS WHOLE THING WAS MY FAULT SINCE DAY ONE HUH,
WELL, LIKE THE INMATES ALL SAY WHEN YOU ASK THEM IF ANY OF THEM ARE
GUILTY OF THE CRIME THAT PUT THEM IN PRISON,
“LIE-LIE-LIE-LIE-LIE-LIE”. So you can believe the liars, or you
can believe me.
OH
YOU SO WUNAFAL 'LISTENER THERESE'.
At
the risk of being pigeonholed as the Girl
Who Writes About Crazy Cursing Dudes, I bring you Mark from New
Jersey. Mark has far-ranging theories on time travel, Armageddon,
roulette and Donna Summer (the DEVIL!), which he angrily discusses in
various telephone conversations.
Station
Manager Ken clued me in to this fella recently. He was given a CD
called “The Meaning of Life.” The back copy states that it was
made from a cassette found on the side of the road bearing the same
title. He’s really difficult to listen to, for a couple of reasons-
The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation and
they seem to have been recorded either by a microphone placed
somewhere in the room or possibly while Mark was standing outside on
a windy day. More importantly, he is insane. Completely, violently
insane.
Mark
claims to be both a time traveler and a descendant of King David. His
family will bring about the apocalypse through the activation of the
Christ Android, currently dormant inside the 12 Planet. And also that
the 50 richest families in the world are trying to do him in.
Covertly, of course. Also against him is Donna Summer, the Devil.
(Whether he means the disco Donna Summer, or WFMU’s
own Jason Forrest isn’t clear.)
Here
then, are three selections from Mark’s version of reality:
If
you need more Mark from NJ, Aquarius
Records would be happy to sell you a cd-r.
Now,
if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go cover my windows with
aluminum foil.
Posted
by Listener
Therese on December 12, 2006 at 01:28 AM in Audio
Mysteries, MP3s,
New Jersey,
Religion |
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Hello
My name is Chris Arter I am 25 and I live in New Jersey. As a child
I found two tapes made by this guy, years apart from each other.
They were both 90 minutes long. I only have one now. They feature
folk songs and disco songs. He never mentions his name but I found
out his full name is Mark Wayne Mohr and he was born in 1954 by
looking up material that he mentions he copyrighted on the cassette.
I’ve had this tape for about 14 years and have never been able to
find anything on him except his name and the names of other
copyrighted material that he has registered. Some of his songs are
actually pretty nice. And the tape like you describe only captures
his side of a conversation with a 7’7″ tall fellow named shorty.
Bar none still the most entertaining 90 minutes I’ve ever
experienced.
Posted
by: Chris Arter
| March
06, 2007 at 06:27 PM
This
fella is MOST DEFINATELY for real! A friend of mine roomed with him
for awhile at his home in Blue Anchor, NJ, and said Mark screamed
and yelled into a phone that was off the hook, non-stop, for days
on end. He believes lightning is a Goddess named Sarah Krassel,
and that the Atlantic Ocean is the Goddess Stacy.
Moreover, he is convinced that the Kennedy family, in conjunction
with the Carey family (Mariah and them), in conjunction with the
Trump and NJ Callio family, are conjointly conspiring to kill him,
using black-op helicopter missions, spraying his immediate air
space with chem-trails, and sending
Atlantic City-residing life guards and bar tenders stealing into
the night, waiting to catch him off-guard. The only problem being
that he lives in Ft. Pierce, FL now, but still believes they’re
out there. You can google “MOUNTAINPEN” to catch up on his
latest blogs.
Posted
by: Razzy McThaxton | March
16, 2012 at 09:00 AM
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