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TUESDAY IT IS SUPPOSED TO GET NICE AND COOL FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS,
WEEEEEEEE!!!
MARK WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS
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I
have been given several shit health attacks recently, one as soon as
I started doing this blog a short while ago, boom, it hits you like a
bucket of bricks on your head from a dam skyscraper. What giant
heroes these pricks in the WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE must feel like.
''Pitiful'', huh Carol Anderton of “L&O”, and Mister villain
Ross the Boss, on SUPERMAN-3, from '83!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Jupiter,
Florida welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-Television.
MORIANITY
may
have
been
a complete fucking failure; but I will trudge along, endlessly; I
promise, WOMO!!
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WAS
JIM BURR ONE OF THE ESS TRAVELERS?
YOU
KNEW IT ALL, DIDN'T YOU, JAMES T. BURR; IN 1974?
CONTACT
IS MADE, AND IT IS FINAL, AND IT IS FAMILY ORIENTED. What they do not
know or understand, is anything about the ESS. This is not a bunch of
aliens from distant expansion points that access wormholes or any
other silliness. This is all EXPLORATRONS of the TYPE-3 advanced
section, and nothing is being done for good or for bad, but merely
all is a huge GAME, and this is to distract those who know, that
there is no way to ever reach oblivion, ''NIRVANA''!!!!
THE
WEATHER BUG,
In Partnership With
And
this blogger may be contacted through:
Local Weather Cameras
Fort Pierce, FL 34950
GINA,
GINA, GINA, GINA; MY LOVELY GIANT
QUEENA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY
SCUM BAG HACKER ENEMIES JUST TRIED TO FREEZE ME UP HERE, AT 2:24 AM,
MONDAY MORNING, 11-17-14; BOB FCC
MCDOWELL!!!!!!!!
SEABOTTOM
SEABOTTOM
SEABOTTOM
SEABOTTOM
SEABOTTOM
SEABOTTOM
SEABOTTOM
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SEABOTTOM
Oh
yeah, I sure do; and I hit bottom 2!
Oh
the gods, when folks want to be endless Missourian's, they will never
make good Michigan's. Reflecting their images work just as well as
thinking dopey thoughts, Educator Channel
investigator, in case you may want to know this from personal
experiences.
Well,
going on the offensive, means that you are planning on going into one
of your other dreaming-selves in the vast hyperspace; and dominate
them without them being privy to it. They do not go unconscious, but
merely begin doing some things that they later say to themselves, gee
what made me act that way, why did I say, or do; such and such a
thing? Ever been there? Say no, and I'll say, ''You liar''! Then for
all of you football and gladiator fans, of the yesterday ghost inside
of all of us, huh Demi Sevensign Moore; there is the other side of
this ESS hyperspace exploration coin, the defensive. This is learning
while here and awake, to recognize, when one of your more advanced
hyperspace doubles or doppelgangers, is trying to work their magic on
you. After-all, of course this is going to work two ways and in two
directions. What fucking road only goes one way? One way streets are
a traffic command for vehicles to drive one way or THE OTHER WAY,
still, there are two ways, or directions, there is no ONE WAY STREET,
merely streets where the law makes it legal to only drive in one
direction. Get any of this huge shit yet, when I put it in parables
and short illustrations, as did my 61st grand father's
Uncle Jesus Carpenter, quite a while back, altering the history of
this planet, ultra huge time, YO? Put simply, I never knew why I
seemed to be forced to act in certain ways, especially around women
that were interested in me. It can only be explained by an
exploratron traveler, flashing across the hyperspace, in total
mastery of dream-travel and dream-control (DTDC) for short, that
takes you over, and you think it is just you being stupid, ONLY IT
ISN'T. The problem is that until humankind advances about 100 more
years and if it is still around to do so in whatever universe is
reading this blog, as many of them have endings in 2018, I may as
well tell you right now, us here, not the universes themselves. Many
wonder why I rarely discuss the topic of TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS, and
merely repeat a lot and make huge weird writing without seeming to
ever say too much. Well, look at all the shit I'm in right now folks,
and have hardly even opened up my fat ass mouth. See what I mean or
are we all staying legs-stupid?
Here's
a case and point for you. I have talked all around my invention, the
KFP. Some few smartipants folks have put together by now, and I mean
few, that this is a lot more than anything available anywhere. Others
have put together that this same thing changes reality and has real
creative powers. I placed 92 photostatted 100 dollar bills on the
transpower-block before I started playing professional roulette in
1986, and when I finally quit, my true profit over all loses, was,
you guessed it, a net 92 hundred smacks. It makes more than voices
folks, it can basically do anything, and I am so fucking scared of
that thing that for all I know this has caused me a lifetime of
shitting my pants in any and all great K-MART stores! Mix the wrong
chemicals all together and you can get a powerful explosion or a
fatal vapor and many things, but mix the perfect electromagnetic
machines together, and understand a little bit of mix-teck as I call
it, or some might better relate, especially the Trekkers, as the
Halloween-Silvia Episode with the device she called, the
'transmuter'. What is holding back humankind from being literally the
GODS right now, is simple. Those in the labs and those calling
themselves scientists, absolutely refuse to even think about mixing
the two worlds together; these being, the paranormal/supernatural,
and the scientific high tech. Doing this can lead to unlimited
possibilities, with or without any Elizabeth Montgomery's and with or
without any October 5, 2008's. I PROMISE YOU THAT. People, how dumb
do you think all these travelers are. Most know that there is a huge
cover up going on, of something beyond earth shaking, even those who
do not believe in too much beyond the borders of Missouri. Still, I
tell you here and now that at least three people in this wild family
of my baby-momma, have the ability to totally wipe out short term and
even longer term memories. This was done to me in Atlantic City, New
York City, Williamstown, and up on Long Island, while on a road trip
one day during a 5 day visit, with my aunt Ruth Huntington, and her
two grandchildren, Scotty and Christopher Myers. Actually the exact
relation is complex, as she was not my Aunt, but my Great Aunt; as
she was my mom's Aunt. All truth is in all artwork, done by any of
us, no exceptions. Dave was telling me this out on the Astral Plane
last night. We got zonked into hyperspace, and found ourselves racing
incredibly fast on a speed boat that he was driving. We managed to
get control and we were in a very crowded area in a universe nothing
like here. I call it distant-hyperspace. This is where a lot more of
what Morianity calls SDK but not standing for the great capitol city
of the Astral plane. This instead pertains to the way many of our
dreams appear to suddenly skip from scene to scene, I mean many of
you know this, one second you are in a home on a mountain top and the
next, you are in the ocean swimming or standing on a beach, many
miles away, in a flash. Nothing really skips, it is your memory thatr
is gapping out the interactions that would lay in-between these two
seemingly unconnected event bursts. Without even leaving the boat, we
were standing suddenly on a road that dead ended as a boat launch,
but our big fast boat was absolutely nowhere to be seen. Then I saw
Dave take out a small package and place it on top of some weird
almost school or gym looking lockers that were all around this area,
but not inside any structure whatsoever. Then things skipped, and I
was yelling for Dave who was dozens of yards away talking to some
people in their late teens or early twenties, a large bunch of them.
I had looked up and seen that his package that he had placed on top
of a set of lockers, was there, but that it had opened and I could
see some cash money inside, and some was blowing out and away all
over the place. He would not listen and just ignored me even though I
began flailing my arms and shouting. I tried to get the loose bills
that were all over the place, but the more I did, the more money was
suddenly all over until the entire street was filled with twenties,
tens, and some fifties. I do not remember seeing any other
denomination of USD currency. Then after finding several large brown
paper bags, that they used to give out, when we all go to grocery
stores, until they were replaced with the plastic bags some time
back; and I filled them up with money, and no one around me seemed to
care or be at all interested. BOB FCC MCDOWELL, SIR; A MAJOR
'FUCKIGN' COMPUTER HACK HAS JUST STRUCK ME. AND THIS IS WHY I CAN
NEVER TELL MY STORIES; AS EVERY TIME I EVER
TRY, THEY JUST FUCK WITH ME, UNTIL IT IS POINTLESS TO KEEP TRYING.
THIS IS A TOTAL MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' VIOLATION OF MY CIVIL AND
CONSTITIONAL RIGHTS TO FREE speech.
THAT IS ANOTHER ANNOYING HACK. THEY WON'T LET THE WORD SPEECH
CAPITOLIZE, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION!!!!!!!! Now that
time they did let it, so see, these fuckiGN jerk offs are inside of
my computer right now on a keyboard override program. I have a very
strong suspicion who this is, as it all got bad ever since I clicked
her website in 2008 and found out I was too late, and boy was I. Even
the news fuckiGN media backed me up recently, about getting huge
hacking after going up on celeb-websites. I feel sorry for my
daughter that she has so little to do in her life, even after all
that she has accomplished.
These
powerful political movers and shakers from the land of the dead, as
mortals might recognize this reality as, if they knew and witnessed
with memory, what I have; since about the time, that time-road-trip
dude entered the world through the physical body as NC. Don't
die on me DEEZEE SLIM. I don't want you drilling holes in my
mouth someday if I ever move up your way, and you haven't yet taken
over the rap-world. In trillions of universes you make a really great
dentist and in millions of others, you become a top rapper. Ain't
life a cool pile of fucking crap, dog?
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I
am probably one of ''reality's'' biggest fans. I need it, and
feel extremely disconnected to everything, without trying
desperately, to attach myself always to it. Never be worried about
telling me you cannot do something, I was just a bit concerned when
so much time went by, but have come to realize that all of us live in
our own bubble, with all things, and even our perceptions with time
and its interaction with us in our lives. Take any ten peeps and put
them in a timeless environment like a casino where for example, they
intentionally do not let you see the outside or display any clocks.
Take this test experiment to the level of having these subjects stay
in a timeless world for 3 days, then 3 weeks, then 3 months, and
watch the variances between the average subject's time perception,
widen and widen. 20 years, some would swear was only 5, while others
would swear it was 35. This is truth, my friend. I will never stop
talking to you about ICPE, this is a major part of my HELL, and has
been since August 15, 1986, when lots of really strange crap all
started for me and around me, like a cosmic switch was activated,
once and for all. It is merely intentionally making a person's life
good or bad, blessing or cursing them if you will, if you have this
much power to accomplish such things, and we all know the fortune 500
does; and I claim that they learn about how blessing as well as
cursing certain TEST SUBJECTS, here we go again with that term Mister
Redfield and Seabottom; but yes, they come to learn that hurting
bobby and blessing Sally brings more folks to the Disney Theme park
annually. So if you can take advantage of this teck, and have no
worries about your demonic activities being discovered, exposed, and
anyone held accountable in such unfathomable sounding nonsense, then
this indeed gives these bastard pricks a FREE LICENSE to injure and
kill, and yes, even to suddenly bless, certain people. Most things
big, REALLY BIG, bad or good, are NOT ACCIDENTS, not since the late
seventies and into more advanced times, with this powerful tool and
weapon, the ICPE!!!!!!!!!!!! Talk about
wanting to fucking wash your hands, at any height; David Deezy, and
the Hip Hop Rap Gangster Thug World!!!!! Hay, I don't judge, I just
try to do my best to stay away, but as Channel 116 of South Central
Eastern Florida Comcast History-2 Channel put it last night; CONTACT
IS MADE, AND IT IS FINAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY FUCKING MOLLY MO
CRAP KICKER. YES SURFER FONTY, SHANNON LOVELY, AND BEYOND HOT
TWINBAY, I'LL SAY IT, “JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE”. HAPPY NOW
MISTER FERINNI??????????? Hay just like you say, you don't give a
hoot-pollute, just as long as that oil finds its way into your BENZ,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can dig it, my bratha!!!!!!!!!
PEE
my special one; I love you so much. I know that you
would never hack and harass me, but you have to feel for MY. She is
pissed at me real big time, and needs to act out; honey
cakes!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Get To Know Homefacts, and other HS's.
ALSO WHY NOT
GET TO KNOW ABOUT MY MAJOR recurring
nightmare school, THAT WAS FINALLY FOUND WHILE I WAS KINDNAPPED BY
THE MIGHTY KING BRANCH OF TAWF-70, YOUR EM!!!!!!!!!!
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male and female juveniles between the ages of 12 and 18 awaiting
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MARK
WAYNE MOHR, WHATEVER YOU DO, GEE; DO
NOT ATTEMPT TO exist in this world very happily or at all, YO; IT
CRASHES THIS STUPID ASS PROGRAM. Good Lord, and a quarter, William
Leonard McKinnon, my old 1980 record promoter
''pal''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Miss
Chillie
did you say,Lenny? Some local folks think it is chilly down here, but
that is only when I switch the Shoebox-Tablet
back to the other side. OOPS! YOU
AND ME NEED TO BOTH BE LOCKED UP FOR ALL OF OUR PHONE TAPING, LENNY!
I
stopped doing that long ago, but voice-mails are not illegal and make
great court evidence, as I learned from Judge Judy. Hell, even in HER
America!!!!!!!!!
''this
is frikkin' ridiculous'', Mister Kaiter. Hay Queen Katy from 1997;
did I just say redeeeeeeeeeeekulous???????? Cut me a fucking break,
willya Margie 1985 Leo, dam it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So
indeed, we all have those varying crosses, not over, but ON OUR
BACKS, and they tend to get heavy, as even the stories tell how Jesus
fell down twice and needed to be aided by some big strong dude who
helped him to carry his burdensome cross all the way up to the top of
Calvary's great hill, where the Roman Empire executed its criminals,
with this horrendous, agonizing, torturous, monstrous method; called
crucifixion. WHAA!
JUST
FISHIN' AND SWIMMIN' ON A BEACH FILLED WITH WOMEN, AIN'T THAT THE
FUCKING LIFE, DUDES?????????????????????????????
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WHERE DID IT ALL TRULY BEGIN, MIZZ SABRINA COLLINS?
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is no good way to start this journal of my endless life, no matter
what Mizz Know-It-All Terry Egghead says; from the New Jersey town
called, Egg Harbor. So we won't!
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How
many times do I need to mother fucking plea for some help with my
cunt fucking sucking civil rights, Mister Snowed-IN??????
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
I
WAS MURDERED.
GET
IT FUCKING YET, FOLKS, YO??????????
WOW
was this a
miserable cunt chewing
mother fucking weekend so far, and is far from over, American
Civil Liberties Union.
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WHATEVER, CONGRESSMAN ANDREWS OF 1975!
MARK
WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS
CHAPTERS
015-016-017 NON DELLWAY ARMS
The
Womo-Milituforce injured my guts a few days ago with one of their
subsonic death ray beam attacks. As if my health isn't bad enough,
they make it worse all the time. Also, they broke in here and stole
my copyright certificate, and they also damaged another electronic
machine. One of my DVD-CD-VHS machines has been fucked with. These
animals broke intentionally, the DVD side of it, and it won't eject,
or the door of it opens just a crack and you can see someone
intentionally mother fucking caused damage to it, so I now know
without a doubt that that repairman in Port Saint Lucie back in the
earlier part of the year, wasn't making it up when he said someone
spilled a whole bunch of oil inside that other machine, in the
VHS-TAPE part. I thought he was lying, but I now know he wasn't, Miss
Attorney General of Florida, not that you care or are willing to do
your job against this pure mother fuckiGN evil that is being
continually perpetrated against me, ma'am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
Our
first fire alarm of the weekend happened at or just past half past
noon. Engine 15 responded, and is gone now. SOSO-WEIN-SSDD??????????
There were about three total over the weekend, as this is an
after-edit!
Yes,
don't worry about the three chapter numbers being all commingled into
this one 15-16-17. This all has to do with my own computer files, and
for the most part, Mister Bob McDowell, an incredible amount of BLACK
HAT COMPUTER HACKING. Yesterday, my virus protection system cleared
out a lot of stuff and told me to shut down my internet, and it took
a while but it seems to be better. They only fuck with it all over
again, Federal Communications Commission, old pal from 1972.
Transdimensional color pikes all notwithstanding from New Jersey, huh
all Sarah's, and LORDESS only knows how many that truly is, on or off
of October 31. It's hot and oppressive, and my AC unit just kicked on
as it has been doing since 10:45, set at 75 degrees. Eternal bright
sunshine and heat is always mine in this glorious mother fucking hell
hole of Fort Pierce, Florida. Send me some nice cool air, Mizz
Snowmaker and I'll sit here apologizing all night for ALL of the dam
incest in my family!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't
make so much trouble for me Maria Shoemaker, owner of Highview
Apartments. Yes, I'm just begging here, you know, dear sweet little
me, who tries so hard all the time just to be free. Wow has this
world changed. Those Copyright meanie's, in that Washington Office;
they'd take your last fuckiGN drop of blood and hang up on you, if
you take more than a moment of their precious fucking time, huh Diana
girl? Yes, I still need you so and know that you need me
too-2222222222222222222! Some mouse hacking is starting up,
FCC!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah, good old 1985 and 1986 and Marie Shoemaker,
and lovely daughter Tracy the engineer from wreck-me-blond Technion
Furniture!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I just dropped all
the tech, and just drive a Dodge, Neon that is, Jed Clampett, not
Texas fucking tea or black gold, but that wet gold, lovely gorgeous
Brooke, WOW would I love an hour or a day with you sometime, sweet
cakes!!!!!!!
More
mouse hacking, Mister McDowell, FCC! What the fuck else is new,
certainly not any Johnny fucker Faster jokes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA MIKE MCNULTY from a year ago, from those days,
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Oh
yes sir/ma'am, PCN-440 was the answer I got for why I am under such
vicious death siege again all last week, and especially the day I
went to my worthless cunt chewing doctor's office. You do the cunt
chewing mathematics, great people, or whatever.
God
I'm hotter than shit and envy the great north. Not you
NSA-OLLIE!!!!!!!!!!!! How much did you all pay off Cousin Christine
Myers up on the fuckiGN island to pull all this off over the past 42
years now, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF, Christ, Mark the hypnotist, Allan the
sike ward son of parent-travelers, Dick the EW-ESS traveler, and I
could go on with this and all my SARAH'S 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jesus
fuckiGN Christ almighty, YO BRAHHHHHHH!
I
am getting major fuckiGN mouse fucking hacking now, BOB FCC MCDOWELL,
gee, you wonder why djusay?????????????????????? Adjust this,
Microsoft, ''($%%^*%^(!@$%^*&*@#$%!~#$@!$#^!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!''
Oh
fucking cunt yes folks, the second I typed up and published how I
merely used the mother fucking 4-5/5-4 roulette crossover grouping in
nines method in tandem with the betting selection system I use that
was merely my luck testing system for quite a while, it failed. I
used to think I was going mother fucking crazier than a cock sucking
loon bird cubed back when I played for decades in the casinos of New
Jersey, and all this type of wild unexplainable quantum dynamic crap
happened with unrelenting mother fuckiGN regularity. I wasn't nuts,
it's all a dam fucking KARGE-SIMULATION, and it is programed that
when I am under this hellishness cubed by fucking cunt major
miserable rotten Otammic enemies from HELL;
winning in a gaming situation is 100%
impossible, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jane
Fuckingwhore Trashass Fonda came whisper fuckiGN close
to nailing my ugly big fat god dam fucking ass, people, I blocked
both sides of my computer cunt eating screen just in cunt sniffing
fucking time, one side for the dam ass time, the other for page
eleven of cunt huffing eleven!!!!!!!!
Let
me cunt phlegm rape (compensate) aniwho, my BRO! YOU
REALLY PISS ME OFF GIRL!!!!!!!!!
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MIKE. EAT YOUR HEART OUT BACK IN TIME, YOU WORM. Old morbid Mark is
talking to you, buttwipe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEIT.
HERE
I SIT ANGRY AS SHIT. THE SIXTIES WERE GREAT BUT NOW IT'S TOO LATE. SO
DO NOT SIT THERE BROKEN HEARTED, COME AND
SHIT, DON'T SAY YOU FARTED!!!!!!!!!
James
Bond, and the inner child of humanity, wow; what a wild and ethereal
combination of split realities. Lots of my songs from the eighties,
or the lyrics to them; come to mind as I think about all of that,
peeps. Screen names, screens, old blogs; and me making phone calls to
Mister Gates and Mister Mets, huh United States Copyright Office?
Wow, was Donna Gaines Summer correct, when she said ''Daddy said stay
away''. You know I sent you her old shit, YO. I already lived up
here, and knew this entire mess; but I was blocking it. We
all block the bad shit we know via STM.
I am no different at all from any of you, other than for the simple
truth that I don't block the awareness of this all existing and being
a part of reality, not a psych delusion that is created out of a
mental fucking illness. Here is mental illness, Dave Roth, right up
there, right there on 295 highway, out to the fucking east on that
night in the early nineties, there's all the mental fucking illness
you can ever dare to handle, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Oh
yes, now I copy eight fucking bets to go either the way the first bet
went, if it won in the group, I go for a win, and if it lost in the
group, I reverse what the system would have me bet for the other
eight bets in the 9-group column. 'WO'
Billy Harner; let's see the
cunt chewing quantum effects wipe this out; as it has been
KICKING FUCKING CUNT ASS, YO!!!
4
you Buddhists out here; I KNOW YOUR BELIEF SYSTEM IS THE ONLY ONE
THAT IS ACCURATE AND TRUE, AND YYYYYYYYY I KNOW IT IS THE HELL I HAVE
SUFFERED THROUGH, AND IT HAS ZERO-NADA-ZILCH OTHER POSSIBLE
EXPLANATION for all being and happening. Only your religion works in
all of this, yours and yours alone; so go BUDDHA.
Jim
Burr did not trust me; yet it was Jim Burr who wanted that secret
meeting, with my mom, and Elsie, and him; that day in the summer time
of 1989; up at that White Horse Pike Diner, in Voorhees, New Jersey;
and excluded me from their little secret meeting club, as though they
were trying to emulate the mighty Bohemians. It was also freaking
James T. Burr the great wise mighty guru of the All Knowers Club, who
lied to my face back in 1983, telling me he attended church
regularity and later admitted to both me and the great love of his
life, Connie Chung; that he was lying, and he had the unmitigated
testicles to tell me in the same lying breath that I AM A
PATHOLOGICAL LIAR, and that SATAN WAS GOING TO TAKE MY SOUL TO HELL
IF I DID NOT GET TO CHURCH. 1978 September issues of STAG MAGAZINE,
all notwithstanding here, wow Connie, you are a gorgeous roll in the
hay, I'll give you that one, Queen of Sleaze!
SARAH-STACEY
KRASSLE, have mercy upon me! WOW---WOW---WOW---MACY-STACEY!
If
I were to tell what I really wanted to, I would be found in little
tiny pieces, scattered all over Saint Lucie County, Florida, with all
its wonderful flowers, right Joe Berrios?
Gooollllllllleeeeeeey,
Sergeant Carter, USMC. Is this real, or is it Memorex? Well, it ain't
a bunch of cars on the pike being stopped by magical cops up in
Jersey, with babies involved. Hay
Kaku and Hawks;
I could use some fuckiGN help here guys. And I thought you wanted
proof that all your wild ass theories of yours and my dad's pal, were
true; crissake man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wreck Crow Slop? Give me a
break, Ron Wirtz, and Dave Roth; and don't
count on snow roofs to keep bond fires from spreading,
you buttwipes from the north!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy
'smokes'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You think that's a pun, or do you
call this music, lovely disposition examiners of 'WASH' 'DOC'
13-600?????????? AND YOU LAUGH AT MY SYMBOLISM BELIEF SYSTEM, YOU
AUDACIOUS MOTHER FUCKERS, YOU LAUGH??????????????? LIKE
BEYOND FUCKIGN WOW Mister Macy Pass to Shapiro HTHS!!!!!!
Big and little
X-mas moons near the bigger lovely orangy moon, do you see three
moons as I did at 7:30 PM on 11/15/14, ES TIME.
THERE GOES THAT DAM SYMBOLOGY
AGAIN. I LOVE YOU TRIPLE MOONS!!!!!!!!!!
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GORGEOUS MOONS, WOW, I AM SO EXCITED I'M SHOOTING OFF IN MY DAM
SHORTS!!!!!!!!!
MARK WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS
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SO
WHY DID I WRITE THE SONG IN EARLY 1988, CALLED ''PROPHET
OF NOTHING'', INCLUDED IN MY
'EPITOME OF MISSPELLED HARASSMENTS' PROJECTS, THAT I SENT
TO THE COPYRIGHT OFFICE; WHILE I RESIDED ON CENTRAL AVENUE, IN
MOORESTOWN, NEW JERSEY; YOU MAY BE WONDERING AND ASKING FOR ME TO
TELL YOU? THEN
YOU CAN SAY YOU LIVE IN BABYLON, AND THAT YOU HAVE
EITHER 'BEEN TOLD', 'GOT TOLD', OR NOW, 'YOU
GOT TWALD'; AND AS ABBEY CARMICHAEL WOULD SAY, ALONG
WITH HER PESKY NEEDLES; IN THAT GREAT CRIME AND LAW HIT TV
PRODUCTION, CALLED, (LAW & ORDER); “EITHER
WAY WORKS FOR ME”, SO HOW ABOUT WITH
YOU?????????????????????
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
MAJOR
HACKING, BOB MCD, FCC!!!!
That
is universal and applies to all blogs so it seems, so why not make a
nice repeating line of truth, I thought to myself, folks?
There
is as I am sure most of you have figured out long ago now; QUITE
A BIT MORE GOING ON WITH THE SAME UGLY STORY, and this is
what I'll get to a little bit more on this blog of Sunday the
sixteenth.
First
off, the WOMO-MILI-2-FAWCES,
on the magical date of 8-15-1986, did not BEGIN anything, or
strike me totally out of the blue. Seeing this
wrong, fucks up any chance to get my story out, and even have
me vindicated, and justice be done as a result; while still alive as
physical me in this current lifetime; so let us SEE
THIS RIGHT. It's like a preexisting
medical condition. If you have one, and then do something that
worsens it; doctors need to know if in fact, this just all happened
out of the blue, or 'was there something already there and in place'
that merely worsened as a result of what you did. This applies to me
in two cases. First in 1977 in a physical way, and then nine years
later in 1986, with this outlandish and unfathomable, and totally
unexplainable spiritual condition. In order to see things properly,
we need to see if this really all just came out of totally zero
nowhere, or if indeed, something already preexisted and merely was
made far worse on that date, for extremely complex reasons.
Coming
to see that I already had something going on, and that something huge
happened to me on that magical evil date, that literally took it into
some kind of a geometric progression worsening of it; is the first
required bits of total logic and reasoning, needed for even hoping to
get all this worked out, and figured out; and maybe even recognized
and stopped, and even possibly punished someday, as it should be. No
ones life for any imaginable reason, should be this brutally ruined
and destroyed with endless torment and torture over a 60 year span of
time, and counting.
Now
first off people, a television commercial was illegally made, and
then aired by all three major American Networks, back in the end of
the sixties, and aired for a number of years there after. I say
illegal, because they took MY VOICE, and used it to make this
commercial, without getting permission from my parents, either one of
them, or did they? Who can know the back room deals of my father down
in Florida or Louisiana in those times? Just like who can ever really
tell me what deal was struck up between my so-called record promoter,
Mister Lenny McKinnon and the Philly music owners and rulers of those
days of 1980? As long as I am always endlessly kept in the dark and
out of things, even nine years after that when my mother was asked by
Jim Burr to join him and that asshole friend of his, Elsie; at the
local area diner on the White
Horse Pike,
in Somerdale, just a mile away from where we lived then, at 1102
Robin Hill apartments. All I am doing with this on and on little rant
now, is displaying a very obvious pattern of behavior by the
ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY, since I was at the most, age 13 or 14
somewhere. But all of this is nothing, and I'd need days of frikkin'
typed words to even begin to tell the entire story since I was in my
early teens and up through when I was working at the RPL Sound
Studios Lab in Camden, New Jersey, in late 1979 through early into
1981. So don't look for some quickie writing that could be xerox
copied and printed and used as good court arguments and or evidence
in my case, as this won't cut it for a moment, and I'm smart enough
to realize that, in a dam New York second on
time-steroids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, what then made the great
catalyst, come about nine years later on in 1986, from the time that
Lenny and I were doing our thing together in 1980? Well, before even
going here at all, there's that frikkin' number (9) again, and 3
squared is 9, and 3 cubed is 27, and 3 quaded
is 81. In about thirty years, people use that term for the
(fourth-power) in math-circles. There are 81 PCN'S as many of you
know. Then powerful (DREAM) of the 27, was given to me in early 1984
by LIGHTNING HERSELF, telling me right out front, “That's my number
little boy, 27”, and then she came through the roof of what now is
the Hilton Hotel in Atlantic City, on Brighton Avenue, and struck
right through the number 27 circle at the roulette table where I was
playing when I heard her adorable voice, that only the Copyright
Office has on one of my EPITOME OF HARASSMENT tapes from the late
eighties. But then there is the first jump of squaring the great
number '3', and this is nine. The nine cycle in human life is major.
Not one of you reading my blogs can disprove this in their own lives.
I dare you to try, and if you can, I dare you to tell me. Take any
age you were at random, and then add in 9-year cycles from that first
one, and you'll begin to see an instantaneous connection with this
life cycle. It was even recognized back in the early middle eighties
by a then famous Florida Statistics Institute,, called the 'CYCLE
RESEARCH INSTITUTE OF FLORIDA'.
There's more than enough information on my NINE years of blogs now,
that show these things in my own life, for anyone who really wishes
to ever delve deeply into these truths.
You
almost nailed me witchbitch Jane, HA HA HA, you failed, you rotten
poor excuse for a human being!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Chapter
41 --- Speaking Now To The Unborn, only
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Don't
ever let me know where your remains are someday, Jane. Fifty
mighty Jaylo-guards won't stop me from getting in, and
whizzing all over your grass, and defiling you big time, for what you
did to me in frikkin' 1993, muscle girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
PROMISE YOU THAT JANE-WOMO-MO-M2F!!!!
''BACK'',
REFERS TO LATE JANUARY OF 2006.
''BACK''
WHEN I STARTED THIS BULLSHIT ON THE DAM INTERNET, AND WISH NOW THAT I
NEVER HAD, ED AND CHRIS, YO; I WAS STILL DOING MY VOICE RECORDING OF
MY RECORD KEEPING OF MY PERSONAL DISASTROUS LIFE OF ETERNAL HELL.
Morianity Bible For Millenium Three:
Thursday, August 03, 2006, (JC TAPE EQVT #25,705)
Chapter 49 Just Call Me Poor-Whittle Ugly Old Joe Shmo, Who's Out of 'his' SPACE-TIME-MIND!
My
guru friend Ed told me about the old cartoon comic character called
Joe Shmo, the dude with the eternal black cloud hanging over his
head, and there it was, everywhere he went, whatever he would do, and
only he seemed to get rained on perpetually, no one else, except of
course for the normal and accepted amounts of negatives that life
naturally deals to us all. Anywho, my guru and I had a small falling
out early in July over the major hacking that I get, but I blew his
mind with one thing that even he was not able to chalk off as my
paranoia. Look, I am paranoid, and U 2 would B if U had 2 endure what
I go through every single friggin day of my pathetic miserable
existence. I did not say life, as it is not life. My hell is
SUB-VAMPIRIC EXISTANCE, and that's all it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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CHOKE---CHOKE---CHOKE---FIRST
DO NO WHAT, AMA? 7 and 12;
the great SSJKK's 2
numbers; could have
a book that is the size of the Britannica Encyclopedia, written on
them. Where can I begin? Later I'll tell
U-all just a bit more, but 4 right now, I must tell U this:
Notice how they broke my car stereo, costing me 50 bucks to have the warrantied replacement model re-installed at Circuit City of Deptford, NJ, Electronic Department store. Then the huge rest of the weekend milituforce death siege that these hammer-wads put me through, and then the horrific huge bully-teen slob that harassed me while doing no more than leaving this library where today I am back at. I will not allow these fish-eyed Esther-fools to intimidate me.
Notice how they broke my car stereo, costing me 50 bucks to have the warrantied replacement model re-installed at Circuit City of Deptford, NJ, Electronic Department store. Then the huge rest of the weekend milituforce death siege that these hammer-wads put me through, and then the horrific huge bully-teen slob that harassed me while doing no more than leaving this library where today I am back at. I will not allow these fish-eyed Esther-fools to intimidate me.
Atlantic
City, NJ, [A C, N J]
Atlantic
City, NJ, [A C, N J]
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City, NJ, [A C, N J]
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Atlantic
City, NJ, [A C, N J]
Atlantic
City, NJ, [A C, N J]
Yes,
the ATLANTIC OCEAN'S GREAT CITY,
that SHE influenced humankind to build in the eighteen hundreds, is
no ordinary place. And it was not my distant cousin, nor his plans to
ruin it some decades ago, in 1983 and 1984; that is the reason for my
saying this. This is way bigger than Donald J. Trump, in his greatest
fits and ego rants, through all these years since. But no one has a
clue of just why the energy of our biosphere system here on this
planet, is doing all the things that have been done for more than
four billion years. The one who designed this simulation, created an
entire program to unfold where this one solar system was eventually
destined to form, and one giant lovely world called JUPITER, by
humankind, since her real name is SARAH-STACEY
JEHOVAH KRASSLE. This great
energy system is also a biosphere of electromagnetic waves of
intelligence. She sent her waves or her lightning over to our wimpy
little world, and brooded over our dead formless waters, and then
sparked them into existence with her magic words, I AM THE GREAT
STACEY KRASSLE. On the exact frequency of her voice that only the
Copyright office has a copy of, and in reverse, this vibration would
turn this entire solar system into scattered subatomic
super-electrons that would race around the dream (creation-cosmos)
and only the infinity of pure void would be real all over again. My
cuzz knows this, and is not happy about the fact, that I know it too.
The second humankind made direct contact in 1994 with Jupiter,
contact was made eternally, and we always were and always will be
connected. Before anyone in NASA or anywhere at all in human history,
even knew that Jupiter was filled with lovely powerful lightning; I
had met her in the dream worlds here while dreaming it was 1992, and
living at Misses Meeker's home on Route 561, in Gibbsboro, New
Jersey. Take the road in either direction, and wild things in my life
are all connected to places all along its great route. This even
includes the GAP Harborfields Detention Center in Egg Harbor City,
NJ-USA-ESMWG. Add up 5-6-1 and you get 12. 6 days and one to rest, 12
tribes of the Israelite's, and all stemming from the first casino
that Cousin Trump put up in Atlantic City, in the spring time of
1984. InterDigital Corporation that I knew in 1983 and 1984 as the
International Mobile Machines Corporation; were the patent holders of
the great PRIVECODE MACHINE. Without this alien contraption, alien as
in ESS-T3E travelers who own this great unfathomable company, as well
as created it all, back in 1972, there would be no twenty-first
century, not in the way that any of you out here can begin to realize
and see that. But one thing might have happened either way, I'll
admit. FCC Chairman Bob McDowell, would have still grown up and
become a man, Mister Daniel Mackey. Do you have an alternative
theory, Mashell Daniels? If so, you're entitled to share it and
comment, even after a third of a century.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FOR
INFO PASTED IN REGARDING IMMC, NOW THE INTER-DIGITAL CORPORATION, GO
T CHAPTER 012 OF 'THE MIND DIMENSION'.
For
many gorgeous autumn foliage images for blog pasting, go to CHAPTER
005, MARK WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS. Paste in an image from here
to a current blog, and then enlarge it on the current blog.
Here
are lots of great YOUTUBE SITES good
folks, use them, or just stay stupid. We
can post these at another time, great folks. Yes Frank
Elliot of “L&O”, being a 'legs-man' meself maitee; I
know I would stay just as stupid
as your pal in that eats place, up in NYC. WOW, too bad she got
engaged!
KIND
FOLKS, MY LIFE IS CURSED. I AM PART OF A SECRET SO BIG, NO ONE WILL
FUCKING TOUCH IT, IT IS CALLED THE HUNTINGTON CURSE, AND NOT TO BE
CONFUSED WITH THE INTENTIONAL DISINFORMATION OUT ON THE NET, AND THE
OTHER HUNTINGTON CURSE. OH
LIBRARY LINDA, I AM SO HAPPY YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS MADE IT BIG WITH
YOUR ANCESTRY DOT COM WEBSITE. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, GLAD TO BE OF
SOME SMALL SERVICE BACK IN 2010;
TALL LOVELY GODDESS. W—O—W!!!!!!!!!! BECAUSE OF THIS CURSE, ONE
PERSON IN THIS FAMILY FOR 2000 YEARS, BEARS THE BURDON OF THIS, RIGHT
MORGAN COLLINS, OF THE 'DARK SHADOWS' TELEVISION SHOW, YO??????????
QUIT
HACKING THIS MOTHER FUCKING MOUSE
AND GET A FUCKING TURD CHEWING LIFE; YOU STUPID ASS IGNORANT JACK
OFFS! JESUS
CHRIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA
MICHAEL MCNULTY, YO!!!
THE
MIGHTY EW-MEDIA = “THEY”.
THEY
got tongue tied after reading a blog back in the first couple of
years of these blogs, and said Duma Argon, instead of Dukra Agron,
during the event where the military base was attacked by some local
nutcase, near Lakewood Lightning bus towns. Only David Roth and I
appreciate that little pun, and he is not here any more, right John
E. Davis and Lou Sauce, and all you Philly music industry crumbs,
Lenny, Sigma garbage, and those two butt-wipes who think they're god
almighty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HOLY
MOTHER FUCKING TOLEDO TECHNO POP, FOR THE LOVE OF JUPITER AND JUPITER
INLET!
NO
MAGICAL MOON SCHOOLS,
JUST
LOVELY FLORIDA INLETS, FOLKS!
OH
GOLLY GASH DARN GEE WHIZ ©
OFFICE
EXAMINERS OF 1988 AND 1989!
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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-BIT!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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