FUCK THE ESS, CHAPTER 18

FUCK THE ESS, CHAPTER 18

This hasn't been a particularly great sixty and a quarter years for me, in present form in this life as Mark Wayne Mohr in this exact atomic cosmic signature single song, AKA universe. It all balances out, and I merely remind myself continually now, that this life here as me, was and as, to maintain a large fifth dimensional balance and order. Some would say, yes, tell yourself some lies and philosophy that makes you feel all cozy and better, and deceive yourself. Well, before you totally believe that, and without placing into the mix, anything that I am now saying or ever have said anywhere on any past blog, I challenge you to ask Professor Kaku of the NYU, or some other colleague of his into quantum dynamics and hypothetical physics. No, none of us have all the answers by any stretch of the imagination, but the balance theory along with mathematics insisting on a virtually uncountable amount of parallel universe realities, is just the door that opens up into shit so big, it would take the breath of a thousand great athletes away, in a quick rushing heartbeat.

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Barbara & Donna said in the early eighties on a hit song they did, "Enough is enough is enough".

Maybe they are correct, but the Santa-Pole Machine sure has their phonograph player on the fritz I guess. I mean, they aren't listening! I guess my Aunt Geraldine's side of the fam are hearing their sir names pronounced an awful lot lately.

This is enough snow

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They're getting pretty sick and tired of this scene however, lads and lassies.

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Oh how I love fucking doors slamming. What barnyard raised pigs this world has all over the place. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

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FEBRUARY 15, 2015,

LATE SUNDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:30,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 69 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE TODAY-----(H-72/L-49)

HUMIDITY IS 57%, FEELING LIKE 69 DEGREES.

JANE CUNTFACE JUST NAILED ME WITH A FUCKING PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN, LET ME COMPENSATE PLEASE, KIND FOLKS, YO. TANKS!

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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 (GAP-ESS) OR THE 'GREAT AND POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know, old news, but if you had this all go down in your life at fourteen and fifteen, you'd want to say it over and over and over again too!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT.

This may sound shocking, but I would not trade places with anyone of you who don't have my problems and hell, not a one, not for a dam minute, and here's why. I couldn't live for an entire minute, all dumbed down and blind to shit all around me. I would actually rather be suffering in my eternal fucking hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Live Camera from Imagine Charter ES NAU, Port Saint Lucie, FL Camera Animation Choose a duration: Today 30 Days* 365 Days* * Broadband connection recommended . I HAVE COME TO DEPLORE & DETEST: HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. HALLS INTERGALACTIC GARY-FAWCES. Warren, Boo, Darius, and David; Jeese-Louise, what a MOTLEY CREW!!!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho folks, his mother, my C-4-R-4, (fourth cousin four times removed) all stemming from my mom's first cousin Ruth Huntington who married Heinz Gottwald, who gave birth to five children, three boys and two girls, the oldest girl and not the oldest child, being Christine, the girl Jimmy Dean fell for and was making out with in 1975, on Uncle Heinz's ketch, during a sailing boat trip that my mom went on, while I was getting the crap beat out of me in Atlantic City that day with two monster freaking lifeguard mascots, twice my pathetic puny wimpy flabby little 20 year old size. Enough to make you grow up and not be a boy any more, on the advice of Dan Mackey, my old FCC wormhole pal, Bobby MCD???????????????????? See how things all prove my story comes out true, folks, are you blinder than a cane itself??????????????? La-Da-Da-Da, my attorneys won't even bother contacting a soul. I am way too old and tired to give one rotten pale of stinky shit on the local jetty, Governor Fruit. Wow, the hollering and doors is pretty intense today, but last night, even thought they were quiet, I tried getting up yo my site at Blogger to view my own blog as I do upon occasion, and was major hacked, BOB-FCC, old Fort Wayne, Indiana friend, YO! I was hacked out of my Comcast E-MAIL page, then I could not get up on the net at all, and then, wild screens popped up all over the place, and it was like I was mother flowering back in the 1997 Somerdale death house, with Fred and Craig, the two RADIO SHACK EMPLOYEES who came over to help me with my computer that evening one summer day. I doubt this was the famous summer's night of the fifties that caused that lovely ballad song to spring forth, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! Still, this would all be enough to make James Redfield, the great father of the NEW AGE, ejaculate right into his freaking shorts without even looking at some photo of a lovely naked model. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Remember, this is the age of cellphones, and everybody can play James Bond. The local novelty shops can legally sell all sorts of spy equipment to any unlicensed, and non-private investigator; and all sorts of things can be done; as ADA Ron Wirtz Senior taught me; and this was all around 2 solid ass freaking decades back into time; so think by now what folks can do, that have the know how!!!!!??????????????????? This was all a wild super PARLOR TRICK, as was the Cifaloglio magazine with MY at the Empire State Building around the time of her twentieth high school reunion in OHM-8, and the auto-reverse cassette deck in my car playing that karaoke flip side version with the 'MY' on it before the start of my 1986 song, ''REAL GOOD GIRL''. I'll highlight it now in light pink. Public Catalog Copyright Catalog (1978 to present) Search Request: Left Anchored Name = Mohr, Mark W Search Results: Displaying 1 through 25 of 28 entries. Resort results by: Full Title Name Date (ascending) Date (descending) # Name (NALL) < Full Title Copyright Number Date [ 1 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- For the record. PAu000662409 1984 [ 2 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- I'm Criana. PAu000724397 1985 [ 3 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Karaoke Lunch Break At The Sorian Guard House. PAu003351785 2007 [ 4 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Last number repeat--100 progression roulette system. TXu000514390 1992 [ 5 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Lost love. PAu000344219 1981 [ 6 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Mohr demo collection, set 4. PAu000546149 1983 [ 7 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Mohr demo collection : set III. PAu000442785 1982 [ 8 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Mohr demo tunes. PAu000325091 1981 [ 9 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Mohr tunes. PAu000411864 1982 [ 10 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Queen of blue. PAu000825471 1986 [ 11 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Real good girl. PAu000881543 1986 [ 12 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Russ Walker's Star travelers of 1896-SJK. PAu002506106 2000 [ 13 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Saga of song writer Mark Mud. PAu000501582 1983 [ 14 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Sarah. PAu002153196 1996 [ 15 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Sarah. SRu000332786 1996 [ 16 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Sarah Callio of ACNJ. SRu000362114 1997 [ 17 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- Uncle. PAu000540585 1983 [ 18 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- What's wrong? PAu000724407 1984 [ 19 ] Mohr, Mark W., 1954- You call this music? PAu000998574 1987 [ 20 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Apitamy of harrasment [sic] : pt. two. PAu001148157 1988 [ 21 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Epitamy of harassement [sic] : pt. 3. PAu001189027 1989 [ 22 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Long river blues / by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn. PAu000204017 1980 [ 23 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Love so high / words & music by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn. PAu000204015 1980 [ 24 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Morianity music pre-book. PAu002336935 1998 [ 25 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Morianity tunes of 1998. PAu002282717 1998 Resort results by: Full Title Name Date (ascending) Date (descending) Save, Print and Email (Help Page) Records Select Format: Full Record Report 1 Latin1 MARC All on Page Selected On Page Selected all Pages Enter your email address: Search for: Search by: Title (omit initial article A, An, The, El, La, Das etc.) Name (Crichton Michael; Walt Disney Company) Keyword Registration Number (for VAu 598-675 type vau000598675) Document Number (for V2606 P87 type v2606p087) Command Keyword Item type: None Recorded Documents Text Serials Music Maps Sound Recordings Computer Files Motion Pictures Visual Materials Kits Mask Works Deposit only monographs Deposit only serials Cancelled Registrations 10 records per page 25 records per page 50 records per page 100 records per page Help Search History Titles Start Over Contact Us | Request Copies | Get a Search Estimate | Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs) about Copyright | Copyright Office Home Page | Library of Congress Home Page Public Catalog Copyright Catalog (1978 to present) Search Request: Left Anchored Name = Mohr, Mark W Search Results: Displaying 26 through 28 of 28 entries. Resort results by: Full Title Name Date (ascending) Date (descending) # Name (NALL) < Full Title Copyright Number Date [ 26 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Morning light / words & music by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn. PAu000204016 1980 [ 27 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Same title. PAu003037983 2005 [ 28 ] Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954- Thanx to the shadows. PAu002237985 1997 Resort results by: Full Title Name Date (ascending) Date (descending) Save, Print and Email (Help Page) Records Select Format: Full Record Report 1 Latin1 MARC All on Page Selected On Page Selected all Pages Enter your email address: Search for: Search by: Title (omit initial article A, An, The, El, La, Das etc.) Name (Crichton Michael; Walt Disney Company) Keyword Registration Number (for VAu 598-675 type vau000598675) Document Number (for V2606 P87 type v2606p087) Command Keyword Item type: None Recorded Documents Text Serials Music Maps Sound Recordings Computer Files Motion Pictures Visual Materials Kits Mask Works Deposit only monographs Deposit only serials Cancelled Registrations 10 records per page 25 records per page 50 records per page 100 records per page Help Search History Titles Start Over Contact Us | Request Copies | Get a Search Estimate | Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs) about Copyright | Copyright Office Home Page | Library of Congress Home Page I feel a lot of fucking evil all around me, surrounding me, and I am in a lot of fucking danger, and Diana is unable to protect me now as she was that day in 1986 when she told me this, in our special electron to human coded communications!!! POUR IT ON WITH THE FREAKING ASS ICPE, my pal Mister J. Seabottom, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW, Why is this happening to me JAMES BURR and AGE-TIME SWITCH HITTER DANIEL WORMHOLE MACKEY, with or without wonderful Christmas Tree Angels in the lobby????????????????? I MUST BE HITTING A LOT OF COSMIC NERVES AND HUMAN ONES THAT FOLLOW ME ILLEGALLY IN VIOLATION OF MY CIVIL LIBERTIES WITH KEYSTROKE VIRUS WORM LATTISAW JACK HACK ATTACKS, AS IT IS ONE BANG BANG BANG BANG AFTER ANOTHER Hay let's work on another keyboard and play a Monopoly game after that, Bruce voice alterer P!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH SHEEEEEEEEIT!!! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Things in waking mortal life are Lawtronically designed to create mirages and illusions, the world is filled with Maya, an old religious term for just this thing, ILLUSION, or to put it in Gene Roddenberry style, not Cranberry, not blueberry, and certainly not Archie Bunker's raspberry, the power of the Tallosions. Get the original movie that started all of STAR TREK, and this nearly 2 hours show tells the true story of the power of illusion, but is clever enough to keep the government, who Gene worked for, in numerous capacities throughout his life; from being angry with him. If you do it THEIR WAY, they will even help you with your production, I know these things, I was in the freaking entertainment bizz back when my super daughter was in fifth grade. You see it is time I let you in on some big ass secrets today good folks. First, my mother was relatively a normal human being, my father, the jury is out on that for right now, right Stacey Hamblin, and all Hammonton mail counts of OHM-8 Christmas tree angels??????????? Still, my mom said one day to me, no matter where we move, we get the worst neighbors in the entire block, and she nor I, are deluded, psychotic, making up stories out of school to get attention, or WHATEVER, Oak Street Congressman old buddy from '75!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-BIT! HOLY FREAKING SKUNK PIG SWEAT, WHAT WIDE SELECTION, SUPERMAN AND SHERIFF AND DEPUTY? MAYBE THEY HAVE A BETTER HYPERSPACE VIEW OF THINGS, BEENHEADS! My very first trip to Florida, was not to Fort Pierce in December 2009, or Orlando in 1983. It was around 1957 or early 58; down to Fort Lauderdale. My mom had a brother named John Leonard Mason on Northeast Avenue and Eleventh Street or some similar address, and this was his second family, after losing both his first wife and little son Eddie, to horrendous medical disasters. More AMA garbage. But then, the great peeps get the great care, like Keaton and Hawking, and the rest of us nobody's go through mother fucking hell. But this is all yesterday's boring fucking newspaper, sorry. Aniwho, on the way down with my parents in their 57 Chevy, long before the great highway was there, Warren and Boo, we were on a back road and pulled over, and I fell asleep in the car, and was instantly in a very large room that was warehouse sized. All of a sudden it was just dark as all shit and very scary for a small child. Then a bunch of vacuum cleaners began coming towards me, making very loud sounds, as the old ones used to do. In later life, I renamed them, child frighteners. They chased me while I ran all over this dark room and they had little lights on them. Then horrible laughing came from all over this huge and very dark room. The laughing had then become much more scary to me than the situation of being chased all around by these wild vacuum cleaners. Half a decade or so later, while living in Westmont, New Jersey, this dream came back and had a wild twist to it. After I was finally caught by these vacuum cleaners, they took me into this future where I was around ten or so, and it was bright sunny daytime and I was running all over town trying to escape huge hooded giant entities that kept relentlessly chasing me all around and I knew if they caught me, it was curtains. I would go into houses and beg for help, and various nice old ladies, probably my age now; would tell me it is OK and would assure me they would protect me, and then they would become the same shadow monsters as the rest of those who were chasing me, and this would go on seemingly all mother fucking night long many times, YO. Shortly after these nightmares began, I heard voices coming out of the electrical power lines near my window. It was a little girl and she told me she is always watching me and never told me she was the goddess of Lightning. We are leaving this right here for right now, lovely LOO-HEARTS, you go girl, and hey Letty-girl, choo up to YO? So when I fucking feel like it, great wonderful world out there, I'll tell the part ten of things. We have gone 1-9 for the most part, and I have been saving and in real truth most likely,never planning to tell a part-ten of things, but I don't think life has really mother fucking given me any choice. If someone has even a clue to what I'm cleverly saying, I'll welcome comments, straight up, annonymous, and RAW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Rob Andrews Whatever) HIS NAME POPPED UP ON GOOGLE SEARCH FOR HOW TO PROMOTE BLOGS, HE ALSO SENT AN E-MAIL LINK EARLIER IN MY E-MAIL FILE. DEREK HALPERN 734 FRANKLIN AVENUE, SUITE 292, GARDEN CITY, NY 11530 http://aweber.com/z/c/ Yes Microsoft, I created a hyperlink. Thank you. I have received your interesting electronic-mailings. I am only looking to promote what needs to be told to those who don't know I exist yet would love to freaking hear what I say. I am not in this for any remunerative stuff, my friend. Just so you know! Death With Dignity National Center 520 SW 6th Avenue, Suite 1220, Portland, OR 97204 WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! AFTER MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3 NO LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, Mikey did not die, it was a simple hyperspace experiment, folks, sorry if this upset anyone, let me explain this to you all, good peeps. In the powerful interaction where I was with Paul and it had snowed three feet all over every inch of Florida, Mike had died, and I came back here thinking this was real here in this universe, until the phone rang, and it was Mikey. By having this happen, things altered in a HSE or HYPER-SPACE-EQUATION!!! Originally he had been thrown out of where he was staying with two ladies that he knew from some time ago when he lived in Miami quite a while ago. They had sent him out to buy some hamburger for a stew they were going to cook up, and 5 minutes later, he calls back, after I distinctly hear friendly conversation and they asked him to go out to the store and get this food, and then he called back and the world did a BLUCRAN and turned upside down with Jimmy Stuart and his bleeding an non-bleeding Christmas punch lip. By my remembering how he died from them throwing him out, and he drowned himself in the ocean off of Miami, he never was thrown out and never jumped into the water to off himself. Ain't playing with hyperspace great and cool, Mister Innonannon of mighty Potter Magic and parlor tricks from auto reverse cassette systems, to very tasty cupcakes from a local New Jersey food store just yards away from the home of my daughter's third cousin twice removed, Leticia Tilley, if this twinternet can handle all these powerful berry towns, along with Professor's Einstein and Kaku and all of these cosmic laboratory experiments, that seemingly never ever end!!!!!!!!!!! But then, why should they, after-all, they never ever begin either? Holy MO, ''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. WHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU KIND VIEWERS FOR BOTTOMING ME OUT AT 1947. I HOPE NOT, JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHTY MIDDIE! WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just don't give Nick any ideas, about taking me to 1947, YO! \ And now they bottom me out in the high eighteen hundreds per month. This is dying faster than a terrorist in hot action with 100 pounds of TNT strapped to his or her back. Holy goddess MIDDIE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah great NICK, day or night, pun0head, no more abductions please to high schools or sporting events, YO! TANKS BUD. WEEEEEE!
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THANK YOU KIND VIEWERS FOR BOTTOMING ME OUT AT 1947. I HOPE NOT, JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHTY MIDDIE! WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just don't give Nick any ideas, about taking me to 1947, YO!

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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

GINA, GINA, GINA, GINA, YOU KNOW IT GIRL, BECAUSE I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DIDN'T I TELL YOU???

DID YOU JUST FUCKING SAY ''AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA TO ME, MISTER MIKE MCNULTY?????

Not boring, without hesitation nor concern for fibbing, I can honestly say with a knowing that out of 8 billion that live or have lived here, none have shared my wild ride through hyperspace, with awareness.

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BUT WHO THE FUCK EVER POWERS ME?

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I paid federal taxes on musical royalties; and collected small royalties from 1998; when WVLT-FM, started airing SARAH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Those were the days, huh ''JOE''??????????

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.

Good Lord and 25 cents, Lenny McKinnon; don't shoot this poor old red light stopping piano player, just because I am nowhere near as good as that terrific Criminal Minds Cop, sheeeeeit can that mother fucker play, if it is real and not a Millie Vinnilli Amelia Bedellia double bubble rip off non steak techno-pop rip off!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW.

A pretty woman in bikini sunbathing at the beach

JUST FISHING' AND SWIMMIN', AND LOOKIN' AND WOMEN. THAT'S THE DAM LIFE, FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

W-------O-------W

SO WHERE DID IT ALL TRULY BEGIN, MIZZ SABRINA COLLINS?

MORIANITY BIBLE FOR MILLENIUM THREE:

Friday, September 22, 2006

Morianity Bible -----------------IS THE PAST REAL, IS THE FUTURE REAL?

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Thursday, January 19, 2006
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Prologue - Morianity Bible For Millenium 3, Old Testament 1995
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There is no good way to start this journal of my endless life, you see I do
not ever die. In this age of somewhat computer impersonal inter-world
interaction, I will start with plain simple English. First there is a very sick
giant army of pure wicked slime-bags, wrecking every facet of my life. It
worsened however 20 years ago when I resided in lovely Cherry Hill, NJ, and
much will be spoken of, regarding this horrific nightmare. I have offered 3
people the knowledge of creating their idea of immortality, and I can make
good on my end of the deal. Despite mans fear of death and the unknown, they
all turned down my offer, even though what I want in return is not what you
might think the usual things would be, such as sex or money or power etc. I
do not want this. What I want is to be believed and have a small group of
people join me in a fight against something that goes beyond consp theories,
or any sci-fi stuff. No one can ever give me what I want so bad, OBLIVION.
I have a story to tell you that will topple the world as we now perceive it
to be. Stay tuned, there is a light year of story to tell, be braced....................

And then came these nine years of blogs. Holy mother fucking shit, kind folks!

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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Beautiful moon, I love you, and I know you hear me in the energy equivalent of you, directly from the energy part of me, my signal receiving device or human brain thoughts, channeled directly into fifth dimensional hyperspace dreams from the higher sixth dimension of the MIND REALM. You will always be my moon, oh lovely beautiful giant girl, shine down on me as I love you endlessly! The enemy can hurt me all they want to, Diana; but you will always be there by my side, so screw these rotten diseased twisted shits.

WOW honey Bee, those queereecrows do taste delicious, that and Chex are my faves when it comes to cereals, well, and I supposed Frosted Mini-Wheat's also. All good tasting and nutritious, and I have been told that I am most likely the only person, that insists on eating my cold cereals dry. I use no milk or any wet shit in it at all, no adding sugars, or anything else as well; just plane cereal, for a plain Jane; only I am not Jane; nor do I slap people's lives apart; now that I know her friend won't get mad, and beat me up. You're 'all heart' lovely girl, just try not to break any diner doors up in Berlin, New Jersey. Are you related to Venka? It's a joke, I know she is Swedish and you hail from locations farther into the lovely south lands, where I will be heading, very soon. I wish I could speak the lingo. If I could, I would get the hell out of America right now, girl. Enjoy your soon to come project. So lighten up Jerry Heitzmann and Venka, crissake!!!! The MIND goes so far beyond what any team of 2015 psychiatry experts can wrap their 'heads' around, there is no way to give it proper measure, perhaps saying a little Lima Bean, verses the Milky Way Galaxy; might possibly do the trick.

SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!