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Being one of
perhaps ten humans since time began who have memory going back
far beyond current physical birth, I am doing my best to deal
with an extremely unpleasant situation.
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When you open your eyes
underwater, do you ever worry that you'll drown?
Well, I did drown in 1995,
in South Atlantic City. Remember, I am the one in 1984 from Highland
Avenue.
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SLAM-SLAM-SLAM;
WOW DO I JUST LOVE ROTTEN NOISY FUCKING NABES!!!! AHA.
PHOTO
OF THE LOVELY AND WONDERFUL,
FLORIDA
STATE
ATTORNEY GENERAL
PAM
BONDI
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
-
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
Programs
Units
Mizz
Bondi, I am being major computer fucking hacked,
ma'am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SCREW
YOU, FUCKING JERK OFF HACKER!!!!
People
that have nothing better to do with their time than to mess with me
since 1980. By god General Patton, you said
it beautifully, ''I feel sorry for
them, I really do''. Of course the after-part of your great
wisdom applies as well. Let's get some tanks greased now, old
pal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Audience |
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesonic.
Scan for whoever or whatever is hacking me and hurting my body and
persecuting me to my grave, under all technologies, all orders, all
systems, on an 'I' to 'D', A/B TONE Phasing Punishment Sequencing
Systemgjfh lgkdfjfrugfhgfhtygfj, I have your, power gain cranked to
the maximum of 11.8 inches per nanosecond, and all controls against
your pull gain power levels are at maximum 11.5 IPNS. A crushed I-O
is on your Transpower-Block, ready for your empowerization tones, the
double 'E' sound, hear it from my own mind now,
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
See
expanded edition for what was posted at just shy of 9 PM, Thursday
night, February 7, 2013, and is also the 16th
anniversary of the day i met fucking jerk off McGuire on 10-SC Avenue
the first time during my search for SARAH.
7:20
PM-EST-02/07/2013-THURSDAY EVENING
MARK
WAYNE MOHR AT FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA
ALL
MY URL'S 2006-2013 ©
Also,
still ongoing on Sunday afternoon, November 30, 2014, ladies
and gentlemen reading Morianity and Mountainpen, its founder in early
2006; and those entities not within the scope or limits of L-4
classifications, etcetera; good
evening, and how the hell are you? My WOMO enemies have given me on a
regular basis recently, dissing
me is one thing since 1980 with their clever little stupidity, using
your permitted systems, old buddy Bob McDowell, but also, non ending
relentless fucking death attack on me as well. Think about it peeps.
Could any of you really handle my mother fucking road and hoe? Could
you live to rake up all my hell? Would you not see in your minds,
this enemy fried in a skillet pan waiting to be tossed into a
gigantic pile of liquid mother fucking pig shit for a nonillion
fucking cunt years or so?????????????????????????
MISERABLE
FUCKING ROTTEN WHORE JANE NOTFONDAU ONEBIT JUST NAILED ME WITH HER
STINKING FUCKING CUNT ONES-CLOCK ATTACK, ON A PAGE ELEVEN OF TURD
FUCKING CHEWING ELEVEN, SO I WILL NEED TO CUNT PHLEGM RAPE OR
COMPENSATE, OR WHATEVER, MISTER ANDREWS SIR, OF 1975 AND 1980, YO YO
YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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MORIANITY
is
over now.
But
me' ol' fucking blogs are not, and are basically me' ol' fucking
SAFE-JOURNAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JULIA
WHITE'S CALENDAR 2, DAY 00017!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
5:35
AM-EST here in Fort Pierce, Florida, blogger Mark Wayne Mohr,
recording and reporting for the official record of
Mountainpen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEEIT.
Here
are the details of the eighteenth day of last December in 2012, 2
weeks before the New Year of 2013 began, when I had the young dude
over here to help me post up the techno-pop song that was originally
an old 1983 song, slightly altered with rewritten lyrical content,
now titled, “YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER”, on
the YOUTUBE, for a short while longer until two weeks from
today when both my FACEBOOK and my YOUTUBE accounts, will be down
forever, and no more ME, will ever be publicly displayed again, on
this silly fool tool, called the
INTERNET.
OK,
you want it, you've got it. Here is what happened to me that day, and
what has happened since, with this strange dude whose name is Dennis.
This
young man of about twenty-three, give or take a couple years either
way, was already at the local library, when I arrived and asked for
some technical help with my problem, from library staff. It was as
though he was just there for the purpose of my visit that day, and
did not have anything that he really needed or wanted to do at his
computer terminal. He overheard me talking to the tech support lady,
at his computer terminal, near the upstairs reference desk; and just
offered to help, on his terminal-time. When it was eventually
ascertained that we could not make it work, not due to library
filtering, but YOUTUBE/GOOGLE policy of not allowing post ups from
public terminals, and more proof of prejudice against the poor
people, as YOUTUBE is totally against all poor people that cannot pay
them between 25 and 100 dollars A DAY for them to promote you on the
fixed and what should be illegal game, as this was once considered to
be, PAYOLA, in the music
industry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I should know, coming from right outside and
east of Philadelphia, the famous spot where PAYOLA was named for, as
this is where it started decades ago, before it became cracked down
on hard by many so-called governmental authorities, but then the same
thing goes on, just cleverly and covertly, as promoters who are hired
by all the major recording labels, merely give gifts/material
possessions, vacations, prizes, drugs, and I could say more; in
exchange for boosting new material from major recording companies, up
through the normal ranks of rotation. Well, the YOUTUBE is absolutely
the same, and not one bit different at all. It is all a GOOGLE
advertising stunt, and a way for them to
make billions of dollars, for doing nothing but
circulating your stuff to more sources, and even if you were to get a
viral video, you don't get one cent back in return, for your many
many thousand dollars of investment, and if this is not a crooked
thing that should be stopped, I don't know what is; and so I will be
off these social garbage networking sites completely and forever, in
two weeks from this very day, now Monday, as Ryan, will be taking it
all down. The world had its chance to really know the greatest story
ever told, a million times more powerful than Christianity, and I
am not afraid to tell the TRUTH, as the truth can never
get you into eternal trouble, merely Earthly Crucified. I don't worry
about what the WOMO-MILITFUCE can do to my physical plane attached
body. I only concern myself with what this force can do to my endless
existence, making that total hell, or a beautiful heaven. The
All Mighty GOOGLE
admitted, that YOUTUBE is
total PAY TO PLAY, and that once, in music and
entertainment circles, this was considered, a totally illegal
operation; and should be again. There is no place on the entire
internet, set up to judge real musical talent, and then if and as
something rates well, it is circulated more, and as it slides down,
circulated less. This is how your music world Billboard Charts
operate, but no, not these new owners of everything, good old crooked
GOOGLE, and their avarice and greed, for major massive endless
wealth.
As
for the FACEBOOK crap, peeps
continually ask me to friend them, that I do not know, yet if I do
this, I am warned that this is strictly against policy, and I have to
go through a major series of agreement clicks, that pull all of the
friend requests off. They can do it, and I cannot, FCC, so WHY? So my
letter to you will be in this afternoon's mailing system,
old school pal, Bobby McDowell, of 1972. When things are not only not
fair, but blatantly crooked and stacked against me to keep me from
ever being able to use this new age social media, this in a legal
argument, is attempted murder. If you cannot buy or sell, and in this
new age, without being a part of all of this, you are left basically
out in the cold, then that is ARGUABLY ATTEMPTED MURDER, and I will
be making new case law, and spending lots of my time soon, at the
local LAW LIBRARY, just down the frikkin street from our
local regular library, right here in East Fort Pierce. Also, no one
is willing to explain or tell me anything, or help me one tiny bit,
and I am supposed to just know as though by total magic or mental
osmosis, somehow; how all of this works, and what all of their all
mighty rules and regulations are. Well, I will do you one better. I
plan to sue GOOGLE within a year, for literally
preventing me, from telling my story to the world; and this is a
blatant egregious violation of my FIRST AMMENDMENT
CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS to freedom of speech, to
indeed tell this story of my life, both in my writing texts, as well
as in my corresponding musical writings as well.
Now,
as for this strange man, who had the personality of a robot: He said
very little, and once we left the apartment, and the song was posted
up, he would not even speak to me, all the way back to the library
where my car was parked, as we took his car from there to my place.
He ignored me completely, and I knew that something was wrong. I did
nothing or said nothing to prompt that weird action on his part
NOTHING. Still we already had
exchanged telephone numbers, back at the library previously; and so a
week later, I called him, and when he would not answer, I left a
voicemail message, that I would be at the Publix here in town, where
he works at, to pay him a short visit and give him his ten dollar
payment for helping me. I got there on the third, the day my SSD
money was credited to my checking account, and he just about totally
ignored me again, for no reason. He finally said, “I'll call you
tonight”. He of course did not, and I would have bet big money that
he would not. On the following day I called him to tell him I wanted
to pay him what I owed him, and did not get his voicemail, but a
special message blocking my number, saying that the customer is not
taking calls, this is a blocking, I am pretty sure. Fine, be a prick,
I was going to pay you ten dollars, but since you don't want the
money, well, I can use it, BRO. For whatever reason, he wants nothing
more to frikkin do with me, but the story does not end there, and far
from it. You see L-4, while he was here, in fact he had just got into
the apartment, and two minutes or less afterward, a knock on the door
came, an African American male, about thirty years give or take, a
large man, told me he is looking for some person, and he gave me a
name, but at the time, it was of no interest to me, so I admit to
forgetting it, and then he asked about another name, and then a third
name; and when I responded with three 'no' answers, he then said, “Do
you live here?”, right to me, right at my door, with me inside of
my own apartment. I said that I did, and closed the door on him. I
reported the incident to Debbie Morotto, and it's being looked into.
I get a visitor over here, and shit immediately starts.
Another CROW coincidence?
I somehow really don't think so dudes and duddesses out here reading
these words. Would you be buying into all of this fucking bullshit if
it was all happening to you, and not just once or twice or thrice,
but for nearly 30 mother fucking years now without let up,
YO???????????????????????? I am making plans to leave Florida all
together, but not for Mexico, as
this I have come to learn from reliable sources, that are not anyone
else's business for right now; that my enemies, or the
WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE; wants me to do
just this, SO FORGET
IT. I am going back home, to where I
belong; that was home, this is HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I never said
my life back in cunt lapping New Jersey was heaven, not by a fucking
ass long shot folks; but it wasn't total death-land Florida either,
YO!
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TIME
TRAVELER JESSE AND THE RGG'S ALSO LONG GONE!
Governor
Jesse Ventura talks about time travel, in ways that totally connect
up with stuff from my own personal life; including the chance that
his own distant relative, Salvador, was sent to me in 1965, to show
me, and not Miss Wescott; how to tap my fingers in really cool ways,
so that 'lightning' will respond to this, up in 1983; on a telephone
receiver.
YOU'LL
BE CROSSING OVER, TUNE FROM 1983
NEW
2012 LYRICS TO FOLLOW THE HARMONY MUSIC
TRACK
ALONG WITH: Only the opening title words are real.
To
sing along with the new 2012 lyrics, go to my blog, and click the
SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0555; and scroll down until the page comes up
with the words to the song, YO. LOTSALUCK CHOIR
BOYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
VIDEO
LINKS FOR BLOGS, FROM YOUTUBE POSTINGS:
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LAST
NIGHT IT STARTED; doors,
doors, doors, doors, Gee Whiz. As soon as I began this blog, I got
major temporary heart arrhythmia's, and this was followed by
continuous doors, not real loud; but a lot of them out of nowhere,
and is still ongoing, Misses Debbie Marotto, at 10:18 PM, on this
seventeenth night in September of twenty-fourteen. THEN ALL HELL
BROKE OUT ON THE DOT OF 9:30 THIS 18th
MORNING, PAM
BONDI, FLORIDA STATE ATTORNEY GENERAL
OF FLOWERS, AND FLORIDA, AND ALL 1980 SPECIAL SONGS. ALL DAY LONG,
HELL-HELL-HELL-HELL!!!!!!!!
MAGNESONIC,
MMMMMMMMMMMMMM
HEAR
MY VOICE PRINT IN MY MIND AS I TYPE.
SCAN
ALL FUCKING JERK OFFS KILLING ME AND ATTACKING ME. USE ZD AND AD
TECHNOLOGIES. I AM NOW MAXING OUT YOUR POWER PULL GAIN, A CRUSHED
SINGED OBLITERATED IMAGE-OBJECT IS NOW PLACED ON YOUR TRANSPOWER
BLOCK. YOUR MAIN POWER CONTROL IS AT 11.8 INCHES PER NANO-SECOND,
WITH THE CONTROLS AGAINST YOUR PPG ALL SET TO MAXED OUT POSITIONS OF
11.5 IPNS. YOU WILL GO TO AN 'I' TO 'D', A/B-TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT
SEQUENCING SYSTEM, EMPOWERING A WRECKED DESTROYED IO ON YOUR TP. ALL
TRASHY FUCKING BASTARDS AND ALL OF THEIR LOVED ONES INVOLVED IN
INJURING ME THIS YEAR IN 2014, WILL BE TOTALLY OBLITERATED AND
COMPLETELY UTTERLY WIPED OUT, AND DESTROYED.
YOU
WILL HEAR THE OLD STYLE AT&T TELEPHONE TONES AS THE A-TONE (HIGH)
VISUALLY DISPLAYING THE LONG 'EEEEE' VOWEL SOUND, PRINTED IN BLUE.
YOU WILL HEAR THE OLD STYLE AT&T TELEPHONE TONES AS THE B-TONE
(LOW) VISUALLY DISPLAYING THE LONG 'EEEEE' VOWEL SOUND, PRINTED IN
RED.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO
TO G-189, G-13, G-14, G-901, G-1133, UNDER CG5555, CG-2, UNDER G-917,
CG-18, AND STOP!
My
physical health is deteriorating daily.
I have only been outside once this month, to pay rent and purchase
some food. We will be in the twenty's soon, so that is a nice little
shut in period, if I must say so myself. I look anxiously forward to
my death. I hope it comes soon and without too much more pain and
suffering. What did I ever do to these god dam fucking people,
GOD?????? This is a dying legal utterance and declaration, I
WAS MURDERED BY THE MILITUFORCE,
AND DEMAND JUSTICE
AND INVESTIGATIONS
AFTER THEY
FIND ME DEAD IN HERE,
MIZZ BONDI, FLORIDA STATE AG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOVEMBER
30, 2014,
SUNDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:15,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 76 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 56%, IT FEELS 78 DEGREES.
RANGE
SO FAR IS (H-76/L-54).
WIND
IS 6 GUSTING TO 21 EASTERLY.
LIKE
WHO GIVES A FUCKING SHIT ANIWHO, CHEEZE WHIZ MCCOY AND
HANNAH?????????????????????????
Some
dirt bag is up in an airplane near me, hay there asshole, SUP YO
DOGS?????????????????
GO
SHAKE YOUR STICK PRICK, HACKER!!!!!!! I
WILL CALL 911 IF THIS DOES NOT STOP, STATE POLICE AND LOCAL PEEDEE,
JUST SAYIN'DUDES!!!!!!
EVERY
DAY OR JUST ABOUT, THE
DJIA IS UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP-UP-AND
WAY WAY UP, AS TOLD!!!
NOW
LET US EXAMINE JUST WHY THIS ALL IS!
LAST
NIGHT IT STARTED; doors,
doors, doors, doors, Gee Whiz, and golly gash darn mother cock
sucking humping fucking late-eighties copyrighted musical shit
eating projects. WEEEE!
SAY
WHAT JAY-JAY SILVERHANDS JEFFERSON, YO?????????? I SAID FUCKING
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MORIANITY
AND BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN
©
2006-2014 MARK WAYNE MOHR
“CHAPTER
005”
I
HATE COMPUTER FUCKING HACKERS
MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM-3 IS OVER
THIS
IS THE AFTER-MORIANITY PROJECT, FOLKS.
I
am real fucking cunt tired of playground-prish in my adult life, but
I'll need to quantify shit a little here for y-all's,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Words
from parallel universes:
PRISH-----someone
who gives responses to things said to them, that make little to no
sense based on what was originally said. Prishy conversation, or he's
a real prish.
See
you soon, lovely Julia Flatliners Roberts!!!
Mayo Clinic in Florida
- 904-953-0853
- 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. Eastern time, Monday through Friday
GO
TO GENERAL ORDER 1133, G-901, 6-1133, UNDER CG-2, CG-5555, G-189,
UNDER CODED GENERAL ORDER 18, AND----------------------
S----T----O----P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM 3
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I
have an entire small dictionary of words from what you might call
various dream-worlds, it really is alternate parallel areas of
fifth dimensional hyperspace, of which, our entire four
dimensional space time universe is a dot in a cosmic sea, sitting
inside of. One word that fits recent comments on my blogs, not to
be insulting or in any way mean, is the word prish. Let me past in
something to here, from my NOTES PAGES on my document files.
Words
from parallel universes:
PRISH-----someone
who gives responses to things said to them, that make little to no
sense based on what was originally said. Prishy conversation, or
he's a real prish.
Just
for the record, intelligent people take way more offense to
prishish response, than if they came out and said for example, Hay
dorkass mother fucker Mountainpen, you're full of bullshit and I
don't believe a word you say on your stupid asshole blogs, so go
to hell. FOLKS, this does not offend because it is that particular
person's full right to both have, as well as express, their
opinion on an open forum as most normal blogs and bloggers are
indeed open forums. Only pussies choose to software scan or opt
into NICE COMMENTS ONLY, and many know how to do these things. But
this proves only that you are or have a buddy or a paid guru that
can indeed help you to set up that type of blog or website,
etcetera. Hay, I am not saying we as human beings enjoy put downs,
but a masty put down can get one thinking that maybe indeed, they
do need to examine a point here, or there, as they blog away year
to year. The real way to insult, is to find ways to bypass span
software, and say shit to me like, do you want to buy a used car.
This without actually saying it, is telling me to shove my entire
blog that I worjk quite hard to do daily; right up places without
any sunshine. So I get mad, and that's my right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No
insult will make me half as mad as this kind of very clever
meanness.
I
went out for the first time since that Saturday when I went to get
fifty dollars cash for the cleaning lady. There are some real
fucking jerk offs in this place, that don't have the balls to
confront me if they take issue with me on something, and take it
out on my automobile, Fort Pierce, Police Department. Both times I
had a problem with the dude across from me, first with the subs,
then with the day of my cleaning and theft; I end up with one of
my car tires with the air out of it. They don't cut it, but they
disable it. So I have to take the one spare FAF can from my trunk
to get it up to where it is drivable, and then take it to the
local town Hess station for free air, where I then fill it up. I
had to adjust all four tires anywhere, as I try to do annually,
even though my annual milage is less than most of your monthly
mileages, folks. Simply put people, I don't go places, I don't do
things, I stay here in my prison and try to be as left alone as
possible, Sheriff Mascara, hopefully, that is not asking too much,
or against any fuckiGN laws, sir!
The
good news, is that tire is fixed, and the headphones were indeed
replaced by another pair, as I suddenly seem to have purchased
them earlier into this year somewhere, only not where I thought I
did, so I was able to get off of the warm tea and stale cracker
diet, and then went to purchase a little food at the Publix store.
So my errands were Hess Station, Radio Shack, and Publix, and yes,
I got a few fifty cent movie tapes, not the rapper, just two for a
dollar VHS tapes, at the Good Will Store, with no whistler agent
enemies to persecute me, or hand washing distant cousin families
donating blank tapes that were not blank, sort of like my old
“accidental-flip-sides” of long ago. I am a total believer in
KARMA, but it must include full or 5-D KARMA.
Every
time my property is messed with and damaged, the markets go up, it
never fails, so I will be shocked, if their losses were not
stopped today, after my learning this was done, all though, it was
after the closing bell, that I got to my car, so if it is down
today, I can assure you of 900 point jump up tomorrow, Wednesday.
Also, FORT PIERCE POLICE
DEPARTMENT, I wish to swear out a
complaint against this motor cycle fucking dirt baqg enemy, who
has been on a real roll lately to persecute me here at my
residence, with his gunning deafening sound illegally over and
over to fucki with me, and I will indeed press charges on him, if
you get him abd contact me on the matter. I will do likewise to
the tire pancake person, most likely JAMES from across from me,
but I cannot accuse, if I do not see the incident go down.
Fire
alarms are every day without let up again, and anyone who ever
wishes to check on this, can just contact Fort Pierce Fire Company
over on Avenue D. Also today, there were lots of disapaited
fucking chemtrails, AKA cough-trails, on or off Grant Avenue and
I-95, and AKA causers of the following diorders medically: Asthma
and related breathing disorders, throat conditions, sore,
hoarseness, laryngitis, depression, fits of uncontrollable rage as
described by the KING OF ALL PURPLE RAIN EVERYWHERE, the great
PRINCE, from CNN, see the video on either my blogs or on the
YOUTUBE directly, diarrhea and stomach cramping, and an entire
host of both mental and physical conditions I will not waste my
time listing. Many thousands if not millions of good and great
videos are also available on the Youtube, if you type in CHEMTRAIL
VIDEOS, after clicking onto YOUTUBE.
Yes,
before I left on errands, I took a nasty shit attack, and did not
realize the chemtrails were all over the place, disapaiting. This
phenomenon of chemtrail dissipation, once an entire sky is filled
to the brim with them, is also discussed on many great chemtrail
videos on the Youtube, and other places online as well.
I
am going to be driving up to Jacksonville very soon, ladies and
gentlemen. I have no dam choice. Live, or DIE! An dn ot just die,
but die in monstrous fuckiGN agony, like anyone gives a dam
fucking shit, CUZZ! Keep hating, I know I do, Donnie! You and me
are couple of old ugly mother fucking haters from way bac, you
just have a lot more cabbage than I do, otherwise we're both rats
on a stinking sinking fuckiGN ship, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mayo Clinic in Florida
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Well
before the Samanski Sisters and I roll out the barrel of fun, with
the also late Lawrence Welk, of Pikerville; to quote Mister David
Charles Roth again, let us verify the parallel event of property
damage as in the day of the headphones being broken and a big up
day for stocks, I will be shocked if it keeps dropping. This has
been going on since guess when, hay, just guess. Go ahead. Try
08-15-1986, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, good old
David Charles Roth ladies and gentlemen; and his great love, “the
sparkling giant JEWEL”.
I
admit to knowing her Astrally as Jewelly the great Viqueen. Still,
she is way more than just Dave's great love, and SSJKK's fave
Viqueen. I promise you that, folks. His
lover in the plank realm is the great Julia White; a
story that needs addressing eventually, in major detail. Anyone
remember this little paste-in from a couple months ago somewhere?
OCTOBER
14, 2014,
TUESDAY
EVENING AT 9:00,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 77 DEGREES FNHT.
YESTERDAY'S
TEMPERATURE RANGE (89-74)
CURRENT
HUMIDITY IS 92%, FEELING 82.
WINDS
ARE EASTERLY 3 MPH, GUSTING TO 15.
wo
wo wo wo Billy Harner! I hate those Honda's, but those Saturn's
have really fucking cool ass safety belts, Stephanie Mills, so
laugh that off and kick me down some stairs while you're fucking
at it, YO!!!!!!!! My hands, Cousin David, may I please borrow a
washcloth? WOW, so many like you tried to tell me shit, back door
style; and
got fucking totally screwed for so much as even doing that little
bit!
BLOGS
OF MARK WAYNE MOHR, 2006-2014
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
~~~~~~~
My
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Oh
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powerful memory blocks can be, old hallway communicator.
IT
ALL BEGAN AT ONCE WHEN I'S TOO HAPPY TO SEE, THAT SOMETHING REALLY
BAD WAS GONNA' HAPPEN TO ME, © 1969, ME, WHO THE FUCKING SHIT
EATING HELL ELSE, YO?
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SOME
OF MY MOONS WERE OUT A WHILE AGO AROUND DUSK, AT THE MAGIC MOONS
CHARTER SCHOOL!
SOME
OF MY MOONS WERE OUT A WHILE AGO AROUND DUSK, AT THE MAGIC MOONS
CHARTER SCHOOL!
SOME
OF MY MOONS WERE OUT A WHILE AGO AROUND DUSK, AT THE MAGIC MOONS
CHARTER SCHOOL!
SOME
OF MY MOONS WERE OUT A WHILE AGO AROUND DUSK, AT THE MAGIC MOONS
CHARTER SCHOOL!
MARK
LOVES ALL HIS MOONS, MASHELL DANIELS, YO! Phyllis was so
yesterday, tough girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM 3
/////////ICPISTMCMM,
CHAPTER 00048////////
I
have an entire small dictionary of words from what you might call
various dream-worlds, it really is alternate parallel areas of
fifth dimensional hyperspace, of which, our entire four
dimensional space time universe is a dot in a cosmic sea, sitting
inside of. One word that fits recent comments on my blogs, not to
be insulting or in any way mean, is the word prish. Let me past in
something to here, from my NOTES PAGES on my document files.
Words
from parallel universes:
PRISH-----someone
who gives responses to things said to them, that make little to no
sense based on what was originally said. Prishy conversation, or
he's a real prish.
Just
for the record, intelligent people take way more offense to
prishish response, than if they came out and said for example, Hay
dorkass mother fucker Mountainpen, you're full of bullshit and I
don't believe a word you say on your stupid asshole blogs, so go
to hell. FOLKS, this does not offend because it is that particular
person's full right to both have, as well as express, their
opinion on an open forum as most normal blogs and bloggers are
indeed open forums. Only pussies choose to software scan or opt
into NICE COMMENTS ONLY, and many know how to do these things. But
this proves only that you are or have a buddy or a paid guru that
can indeed help you to set up that type of blog or website,
etcetera. Hay, I am not saying we as human beings enjoy put downs,
but a masty put down can get one thinking that maybe indeed, they
do need to examine a point here, or there, as they blog away year
to year. The real way to insult, is to find ways to bypass span
software, and say shit to me like, do you want to buy a used car.
This without actually saying it, is telling me to shove my entire
blog that I worjk quite hard to do daily; right up places without
any sunshine. So I get mad, and that's my right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No
insult will make me half as mad as this kind of very clever
meanness.
I
went out for the first time since that Saturday when I went to get
fifty dollars cash for the cleaning lady. There are some real
fucking jerk offs in this place, that don't have the balls to
confront me if they take issue with me on something, and take it
out on my automobile, Fort Pierce, Police Department. Both times I
had a problem with the dude across from me, first with the subs,
then with the day of my cleaning and theft; I end up with one of
my car tires with the air out of it. They don't cut it, but they
disable it. So I have to take the one spare FAF can from my trunk
to get it up to where it is drivable, and then take it to the
local town Hess station for free air, where I then fill it up. I
had to adjust all four tires anywhere, as I try to do annually,
even though my annual milage is less than most of your monthly
mileages, folks. Simply put people, I don't go places, I don't do
things, I stay here in my prison and try to be as left alone as
possible, Sheriff Mascara, hopefully, that is not asking too much,
or against any fuckiGN laws, sir!
The
good news, is that tire is fixed, and the headphones were indeed
replaced by another pair, as I suddenly seem to have purchased
them earlier into this year somewhere, only not where I thought I
did, so I was able to get off of the warm tea and stale cracker
diet, and then went to purchase a little food at the Publix store.
So my errands were Hess Station, Radio Shack, and Publix, and yes,
I got a few fifty cent movie tapes, not the rapper, just two for a
dollar VHS tapes, at the Good Will Store, with no whistler agent
enemies to persecute me, or hand washing distant cousin families
donating blank tapes that were not blank, sort of like my old
“accidental-flip-sides” of long ago. I am a total believer in
KARMA, but it must include full or 5-D KARMA.
Every
time my property is messed with and damaged, the markets go up, it
never fails, so I will be shocked, if their losses were not
stopped today, after my learning this was done, all though, it was
after the closing bell, that I got to my car, so if it is down
today, I can assure you of 900 point jump up tomorrow, Wednesday.
Also, FORT PIERCE POLICE
DEPARTMENT, I wish to swear out a
complaint against this motor cycle fucking dirt baqg enemy, who
has been on a real roll lately to persecute me here at my
residence, with his gunning deafening sound illegally over and
over to fucki with me, and I will indeed press charges on him, if
you get him abd contact me on the matter. I will do likewise to
the tire pancake person, most likely JAMES from across from me,
but I cannot accuse, if I do not see the incident go down.
Fire
alarms are every day without let up again, and anyone who ever
wishes to check on this, can just contact Fort Pierce Fire Company
over on Avenue D. Also today, there were lots of disapaited
fucking chemtrails, AKA cough-trails, on or off Grant Avenue and
I-95, and AKA causers of the following diorders medically: Asthma
and related breathing disorders, throat conditions, sore,
hoarseness, laryngitis, depression, fits of uncontrollable rage as
described by the KING OF ALL PURPLE RAIN EVERYWHERE, the great
PRINCE, from CNN, see the video on either my blogs or on the
YOUTUBE directly, diarrhea and stomach cramping, and an entire
host of both mental and physical conditions I will not waste my
time listing. Many thousands if not millions of good and great
videos are also available on the Youtube, if you type in CHEMTRAIL
VIDEOS, after clicking onto YOUTUBE.
Yes,
before I left on errands, I took a nasty shit attack, and did not
realize the chemtrails were all over the place, disapaiting. This
phenomenon of chemtrail dissipation, once an entire sky is filled
to the brim with them, is also discussed on many great chemtrail
videos on the Youtube, and other places online as well.
I
am going to be driving up to Jacksonville very soon, ladies and
gentlemen. I have no dam choice. Live, or DIE! An dn ot just die,
but die in monstrous fuckiGN agony, like anyone gives a dam
fucking shit, CUZZ! Keep hating, I know I do, Donnie! You and me
are couple of old ugly mother fucking haters from way bac, you
just have a lot more cabbage than I do, otherwise we're both rats
on a stinking sinking fuckiGN ship, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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NUMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well
before the Samanski Sisters and I roll out the barrel of fun, with
the also late Lawrence Welk, of Pikerville; to quote Mister David
Charles Roth again, let us verify the parallel event of property
damage as in the day of the headphones being broken and a big up
day for stocks, I will be shocked if it keeps dropping. This has
been going on since guess when, hay, just guess. Go ahead. Try
08-15-1986, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, good old
David Charles Roth ladies and gentlemen; and his great love, “the
sparkling giant JEWEL”.
I
admit to knowing her Astrally as Jewelly the great Viqueen. Still,
she is way more than just Dave's great love, and SSJKK's fave
Viqueen. I promise you that, folks. His
lover in the plank realm is the great Julia White; a
story that needs addressing eventually, in major detail. Anyone
remember this little paste-in from a couple months ago somewhere?
OCTOBER
14, 2014,
TUESDAY
EVENING AT 9:00,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 77 DEGREES FNHT.
YESTERDAY'S
TEMPERATURE RANGE (89-74)
CURRENT
HUMIDITY IS 92%, FEELING 82.
WINDS
ARE EASTERLY 3 MPH, GUSTING TO 15.
wo
wo wo wo Billy Harner! I hate those Honda's, but those Saturn's
have really fucking cool ass safety belts, Stephanie Mills, so
laugh that off and kick me down some stairs while you're fucking
at it, YO!!!!!!!! My hands, Cousin David, may I please borrow a
washcloth? WOW, so many like you tried to tell me shit, back door
style; and
got fucking totally screwed for so much as even doing that little
bit!
BLOGS
OF MARK WAYNE MOHR, 2006-2014
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
~~~~~~~
My
life is total hell!
On
Blogger since January 2006
Profile
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©
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IMAGE IS COURTESY OF WEATHER BUG AND
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Note:
The image above may not reflect the current alert state for your
county due to a several minute delay between the issuance of the
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I
Hurricane
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``````OH
FUCKING
SHIT.
Oh
Lordess Marcucci, it's getting heavier and heavier, and I know how
powerful memory blocks can be, old hallway communicator.
IT
ALL BEGAN AT ONCE WHEN I'S TOO HAPPY TO SEE, THAT SOMETHING REALLY
BAD WAS GONNA' HAPPEN TO ME, © 1969, ME, WHO THE FUCKING SHIT
EATING HELL ELSE, YO?
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HELP
ME LIGHTNING, MY BEAUTIFUL LOVELY BABY BLOND. PWEEEEEEEEEEZE ENDLESS
LOVER GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My nasty attack on my poor old body and
health today was at precisely where that graph for the DOW JONES
stock market shown above, had that lowest dip of their trading
session, just shy of the half past three time. This
program is trying to crash, Bob FCC McDowell, FBI, ACLU, all
authority out here, and this is a fuckiGN cunt blatant violation of
my god dam fuckiGN civil rights as a born American citizen, First
Amendment to the United States Constitution, freedom of my protected
fuckiGN cunt eating speech, YO BRO, and somebody's getting
fuckiGN sued and going to prison, WORLD
COURT AT THE DAM HAGUE, BRAHH!!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONICCCCCC:
YOUR
CREATOR IS IN DANGER, AND REQUIRES YOUR ASSISTANCE. ALL ORDERS,
GENERAL AND SPECIAL.
ALL
TECHNOLOGIES, AD AND ZD. SCAN ALL ENEMIES FIFTH DIMENSIONALLY, USE
CRUSHED I-O ON YOUR T-B, UNDER THE 'I' TO 'D', A/A-TONE, PPSS. SCAN
ALL ENEMIES, AND DESTROY, WIPE OUT AND OBLITERATE ALL EVIL WICKED
ENEMIES DOING ME IN, YOUR CREATOR, AND THE CREATOR OF ALL
THINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOUR
PPG IS MAXED OUT TO 11.8. YOUR CONTROLS AGAINST YOUR PPG ARE ALL
MAXED OUT TO 11.5. YOU WILL HEAR THE OLD-STYLE AT&T TELEPHONE
A-B-TONES, AS THE LONG LETTER 'EEEEE' VOWEL SOUND, EMPOWER, AND WIPE
OUT MY WICKED FUCKIGN ENEMIES.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO
TO GENERAL ORDER 1133, G-901, 6-1133, UNDER CG-2, CG-5555, G-189,
UNDER CODED GENERAL ORDER 18, AND----------------------
S----T----O----P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Something
huge will happen fucking cunt eventually, YO YO YO
BRAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM UNABLE TO SAVE
UNDER OLD TITLE, EVER SINCE MICROSUCKS UPDATED MY SHIT YESTERDAY,
THEY TOTALLY FUCKED UP THIS BLOG AND VIOLATED MY RIGHTS UNDER THE
FIRST AMMENDMENT TO THE CONSTITUTION. I MUST FORGET ALL THE FORTIES
CHAPTERS NOW, AND THIS WILL BEGIN WITH SKIPPING TO CHAPTER 00050 FOR
ICPISTMCMM, IF THIS DOES NOT WORK, WE WILL HAVE TO BEGIN A NEW TITLE
ALL TOGETHER, WHILE I GET A COMPLAINT LETTER OFF TO ALL COMPUTER
RELATED AUTHORITIES, AND I WILL, BOB FCC MCDOWELL, SIR AND OLD BUDDY
FROM AUTUMN OF 1972.
I
AM GETTING A MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING, AFTER NEW UPDATE FUCKING
BULLSHIT YESTERDAY REALLY SCREWED UP THIS FUCKING CUNT MACHINE, GOOD
OLD FUCKING COCK LICKING MICROSUCKS CORPORATION, AND BIG BUSINESS,
AHE' RON WIRTZ SENIOR OF THE CAMDEN COUNTY ADA PROSECUTORS OFFICE,
BACK IN JERSEY IN THE NINETIES. I TRY TO SAVE THIS NEW BLOG UNDER THE
TITLE AS SHOWN ABOBE, IT WON'T LET ME. THEN I CHANGE IT TO ANOTHER
SIMILAR TITLE TO WHAT I WANTED ORIGINALLY, AND A POP UP BOX COMES UP
ASKING FOR A PASSWORD, NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE IN 9 YEARS OF BLOGGING
ON TWO HOME COMPUTERS, AND LIBRARY COMPUTERS AND WORD PROCESSOR
MACHINES. I HIT THE RED LOUISE HENDERSHODT 'X',
AND TRIED AGAIN, AS I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT MY PASSWORD IS, UNLESS THEY
MEAN TO MY ENTIRE COMPUTER, AND I DON'T TRUST ANYONE WITH THAT. NEXT
THING I KNOW, I'LL HAVE FISH ON MY FACE AND A PIRATED ILLEGAL TUNE
FLOATING AROUND ON ITUNES IF THEY GET INTO MY MEDIA PLAYER SYSTEM, NO
THANKS TO THAT ONE.
Ain't
fucking life fun for a
CURSED & CHOSEN FUCKING CUNT HUNTINGTON???????????? Shit,
I'd be off daydreaming in cunt chewing class too, granny
Grace-Isabelle-NANA!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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