DECEMBER
5, 2014,
EARLY
FRIDAY EVENING AT 5:12,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 86 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 64%, FEELING 92,
SLAM-SLAM-SLAM;
THESE PAIN IN MY CUNT NABES SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT
IS HOT AS ALL SHIT TODAY, AND I KNEW IT WOULD BE, AND WAS WHY
YESTERDAY I BOUGHT THE FAN TO REPLACED THE ONE SATAN MADE ME TRIP ON
AND BUSTED A COUPLE MOTHER FUCKING DAYS BACK. I SAW ALL THIS IN A
PARALLEL FUCKING CUNT UNIVERSE, WHAT YOU WOULD CALL VIVID-DREAMI9NG,
A FEW DAYS BACK, AND IT ALL WENT DOWN HERE, DADS RAZOR SYNDROME OF
EARLY 1965.
Well
my congrats to NASA for finally after an entire generation of
satellites and military garbage, finally getting their act back
together and concentrating on shit that us normal civilians can
enjoy, as with the Gemini and Apollo programs of the sixties and
early seventies. When the late seventies came it was shuttle shuttle
shuttle, B—O—R—I--N--G, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am
happy your mission succeeded today, dudes and duddesses,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This
bug infested apartment is going to be reported to the fucking public
health authorities. I've had it with these roach nabes bringing me
drunk heat bugs, sugar ants, roaches, and you name it, morning, noon,
and fucking cunt eating night,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
IS THE AFTER MORIANITY
PROJECT, AKA THE SAFE JOURNALS OF MARK
WAYNE MOHR MOUNTAINPEN, THE
AMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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This
cunt eating mouse is really fucking acting up and super fucking
hacked. Stop it, or you will be killed!
Reprinted
on orders of PEE, on June 25
SAFE
JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0065
5:55
PM, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 8, 2011
BEGINNING
TRANSMISSION:
Yes
PEE, I obey, up here in 2014.
WE
CAN SAVE THIS 4 ANOTHER TIME!
Well,
another super mother fucking BOTBAR day struck me hard. Every mother
fucking day is super BOTBAR, one fucking way or the other. I owe the
Blogger site and Google an apology, I did type the blog title in
wrong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DO EVERYTHING FUCKING WRONG, AND HAVE
FUCKED UP 60 YEARS OF MY LIFE, WITH LOTS OF HELP FROM ALL OF MISTER
MARCUCCI AND MISSES MAROLA'S CRAWLY LITTLE THINGS BACK IN THE
SIXTIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Paula, Sarah, Nina, Sandy, and the Shaw
of Iran, mixed with my good old fucking Aunt Geraldine Snow, and you
have one motley mother fucking crew. SHEEEEEEIT!
THERE
IS NO WAY TOM REALE, IN JULY OF 1970, WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET,
THAT NIGHT OF THE FIREWORKS; IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED,
THE YEAR BEFORE THAT; AND WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER
OF THE GREAT
AND FUCKING POWERFUL (GAP-ESS) EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND
SOCIETY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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There
are some things that need to be said. Jim Burrrrrrr quite some
time ago, made a statement that went somewhat along these lines,
while speaking to me, “for you a week is eternity, so much can
happen to you in so little a time”. I never called him a liar
about everything, merely his unspeakable dastardly lie in 1983
regarding church attendance, and being a quintessential hypocrite
taking me to task for not going, while telling me how he went, and
later admitted he really was in Atlantic City, in the fucking
casinos, gambling all day Sunday. Maybe I didn't go, but I wasn't
fucking gambling or lying about anything. Still, on this point
about time, and me; he was quite accurate, as well as honest and
truthful. I merely will agree with myself from the first and
prior chapter. I believe I said that all of the same old same old
nightmare fuckiGN shit, would keep on going, and yes, it did; and
WORSE. Unimaginably and unfathomably fucking cunt
worse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I talk about learning from history, and
how things repeat, because the human being does not change, only
his technology; thus basic prophet-101 technique is not really all
that hard. You learn a subject, from A to Z, and use that
principle, and really start to see how shit works and repeats, and
the dumb asses all around you say, “Wo,
the fucking dude's haunted”,
you know, like that muscle man asshole in late 1980 at the RPL
Recording Studio, in Camden, New Jersey. I only wish I could
forget shit, but I can't. Very very fucking rarely do I, and in
fact, so rarely, that every time that I do, I am able to stand
back and see another pattern; speak of the fuckiGN devil; Ann King
and her oh so wonderful family from HELL is always mixed up with
anything that my memories are fuckiGN messed with about. This
doesn't change, NOT IN 60 FUCKING YEARS AND A
DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now the
powers that rule and govern over this world are real enough, if
anything is real, which it, in truth, taken to absolute quantum
levels; could never be accepted into daily life, of people in
general society.
Everyone
and their brother is sick and tired of two things about this blog,
who reads this blog upon occasion, and I know it, as my mama
didn't raise a dummy fool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! First, I know
a few people would love to ring my neck, and choke the life out of
me, if they see the date of August 15, 1986, one more time. The
other thing is my endless dead horse beating of parallel-event,
and intentionally creating it and or applying it, with the motive
and goal of profiting in some way, as a result of knowing it
works, doing the deed, and in most cases, being at the very bottom
of the bottom feeder's list, of all clinical sociopaths. Parallel
Event makes me sick and tired too. I am the one who has had to
suffer through this very real and totally unprovable attack for
3-5 decades, done to me by very powerful people, and this quotes a
licensed New Jersey realtor, when he told me that indeed, I have
these types against me, and that both him, and his boss, Mister
Kelly Jackson, were contacted by them, and told if they know
what's good for them, not to help me sell a house I'd listed with
them, in the Cramer Hill section of northeast Camden, New Jersey,
just a few blocks from the bridge onto Petty's Island. Yes I'm
quite sick to death of being the victim of decades of parallel
event attack that on this level I am getting, could only be done
by organized billionaire types, AKA world owners, world
controllers, and sometimes, as the movers and shakers. Now indeed,
these mother fuckiGN total bastards can have me over a barrel,
destroy my life, make me ill, and then take away my needed
medications, using their politically correct anti-drug excuse to
make it all work without arousing any suspicion that they indeed
are torturing me; and along with keeping me sick, they can keep me
endlessly broke with just a few simple tactics that any group of
powerful billionaire types can all do with no problems whatsoever,
and never send up even a small red flag for my use against them,
in most cases. In rare exceptions when they go too far, even then;
I am fighting THE WALL. Any attorney, anyone at all, that I might
try seeking any kind of help from, is told one way or another,
DON'T HELP, or ELSE, and it is done subtly, but people get the
message. Not everyone writes horrible hate words and curse words,
and direct unaccepted words, that serve to only denigrate and
attack a person's religion or race or gender or sexual
preferences, and today this list goes on and on. People get the
message, and so many times I was going to be given a deserved
break, and one of my great ideas was going to be taken to the
stage of developing it into industry where I would get recognition
and eventual remunerative profits, and then boom, the invisible
kibosh is used, and I am left hanging out to dry. If this had not
gone on for forty years, and involved hundreds of such cases, in
perfect patterns, that only a fool could fail to observe was
happening around him time and time again; I could try
rationalizing all of my life as being a series of lots of nasty
bad luck coincidences. I try to believe things aren't really like
this, whether any one of you wants to believe this about me or
not. That is your right to not believe me, but you would be
totally wrong. I love it when once in a while, maybe, just maybe;
I learn to my satisfaction, that something was indeed, merely just
bad luck and coincidental, and all of that. But 99 percent of the
time, with many hundreds of things; this pattern of an ENDLESS
KIBOSH ON ME from world powers, is staring me in the
face, and it cannot be ignored or denied, unless you want to deny
you are awake and breathing and walking upright.
****
I HATE COMPUTER HACKERS
CHAPTER
013
BUT
I LOVE BEAUTIFUL MOONS AT THE MAGICAL ES CHARTER SCHOOL OF
PSL-FL-USA-ESMWG!
The
world is an amazing place. Just when you think you have a lot of
things all neatly figured out, just as with the scientists;
kaplooey, it all becomes filled with static and chaos all over
again. All things so far in eight plus years of these blogs,
pertaining to the religion for the third millennium, or Morianity;
every so often, will begin to reflect a pretty dam good basic
structure, as to most of the possible mechanics behind all of the
''Y'S'' that lay behind it all. Then I relax with the television,
some educational television that is, documentaries, normally found
on Public Broadcasting Network, Science Channel, or History
Channel, last night or early this morning, being a prime and
perfect example. I have come to firmly believe that my life, just
as I told Jim Burr back in middle 1983 somewhere; has two very
different parameters of force that is and always has, ruined and
wrecked any chance for me to have any normalcy or happiness
whatsoever, no matter what the cost may need to be for these
plotters, to continuously stalk me and in an unfathomably
unrelenting way, keep me down and out and about as close to death
without actually dying, as would be humanly imaginable, even
taxing the great 'imaginations' of the greatest fiction writers of
the past 90 years or so! I also do not totally believe that one
of these forces needs to be in league with the other one, nor do
they have to operate in any way whatsoever that would be
considered dependent on each other, and along this line. This much
I have come to learn in the past 24 hours, just from a couple
hours of viewing some educational television. Learning small
things that many of you would totally mock and laugh at, such as
an employee of NASA, or the extra lettered twin of a sort, of the
Snowed-In Agency of never saying anything, having the name of
Donna Hair. This defies any Yogi Berra coincidence possibilities
for me, yet I haven't started to talk. I also learned that a
hacker who broke into the NASA system files in the beginning of
this great third millennium, was named Gary McKinnon, you just
cannot stop rolling in the cosmic aisles on this one, Gary as in
both Star Trek episodes, “Mission Earth” all about NASA, with
Gary-7, and then the earlier episode in 1966 with Gary Mitchell,
who developed the same eyes that my 2010-2011 local pal had, call
them glare eyes, but they are the same. Then the show following
this one was more than a game changer for me. I know very little
about cults, but I do know that Dick Wolf and his “L&O”
gang make it their bizz to know about any and all major things
that in any way are reflective of current sociological situations
and difficulties, and make a vast majority of their great
television shows with plots that definitely surround these items,
the biggest one being, the trouble with terrorism and the after
World Trade Center incident. This is all fine and well, but these
are top world events, and these same movers and shakers seem to
know more about me than I know about myself, and then there is
there wonderful episode about the cult they named ''Systemotics''.
No one can prove it, but a child of mental moron status can see
through this clever alteration. Now I do not know squat, nor care
to at any time ever for that matter; about cults, be it the
ex-Heavens Gate, or even what many consider Eckankar to be only I
disagree for reasons that should become obvious in a few seconds.
But the ones such as Illuminati or Scientology, and along these
lines, now when I hear established people talking Stockholm
Kidnapping type things, that is when I can relate personally.
Eckankar never ever operated that way. They are there for a seeker
and if you choose to leave them, no hard feelings. To me, this is
real power, when they do not care who comes, or who goes, as they
are bigger than that. Now this is merely the opinion of this
blogger, but as Mashell Daniels told me in 1980 at the RPL Sound
recording Studios, “I am entitled to it”. Folks, I personally
can relate to having my life turned upside down, but what none of
you have yet to be told, is to put two powerful statements into a
comparative perspective here, and this is indeed those two
statements. First, like it or not; by all standards of our present
day global culture and concepts with religions and cults,
Christianity began as a small little cult, and slowly over 3-9
centuries, began to grow and become one of if not the largest
system world wide, as it went from cult to the Roman Catholic
Church, which today, despite the spin offs of other churches, all
of it is basic AD-33-Christianity, and at its height in the old
world, was to be feared and revered, even by the Kings and
Leaders, the world over. Secondly, THAT-FAMILY and its large
extension of branch members, and close in friends as well, is also
a powerful and even way more secret cult than anything listed so
far on these blogs. If they have you targeted for total
destruction, guess what, you are going to be totally wiped out,
and not one thing in your life is going to ever work out, leaving
you in a state of misery and shambles, and hopelessly lost and
trapped in a waking-life-nightmare. I speak not as a writer who
studies cults/religions. I write these words as one of those who
is and always so it seems, has been; suffering at the hands of
this cult, targeted by them in the sixties somewhere, for reasons
so beyond anything my mind right this minute can begin to imagine,
that words fail me in my futile attempt to say any more on this
subject. My main or my real and only point here, is to say that
all of this is quite interesting, but I INDEED COME FROM A PLACE
OF PERSONAL EXPERIENCE, with all of this, so my story should be
given a higher level of study. However, just as all other things
are always doomed to fail that I ever can possibly try and
undertake, this blog also is a complete failure, as there only are
a couple of dozen peeps reading it and they for the very most part
without any exception, is part of the TAWF-CULT. To my mind, this
cult makes all the others listed, and any of so many other
possible ones to be named; compare to a few kids on the beach
having the time of their life in the surf and sand and so forth.
Again Mashell Daniels, I am entitled to it, but all of this and
multiplied by twenty nine octillion, is still just MY PERSONAL
OPINION. What is not, is my actual experiences with this ''GROUP''
that all began at the home on Cornwall Avenue, in Ventnor, New
Jersey, in the final days of June and into the first third of
July, back in 1970. And shall we not forget NASA had the employee
Donna Hair, and the hacker that broke into NASA had the name
McKINNON, as in Lenny the record promoter from 1980. When I drove
down to Florida in the middle of mother fucking December, back in
2009, and got near at all, on I-95, to the NASA-headquarters; the
air harassment grew all around me, as if I was the son of Bin
Laden. What did I ever fucking do to any of these mother
fuckiGN sick bastards, YO YO YO YO YO YO???????????
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LOVE YOU GODDESS DIANA, MY LOVELY LIGHTNING.
SHARKEY
WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU, DIANA ARTEEMIS, GREAT GODDESS!
THE
ACBP CALLS ME SHARKY.
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