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FROM PETAHELL ® 1980
MARK
WAYNE MOHR
PINK
GODDESSES
MORNING
LIGHTS
DESTRUCT
SWITCHES
GARY
MITCHELLS
AND
CAPTAIN WILLIAM SHATNER KIRKS
DECEMBER
14, 2015,
LATE
MONDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:20,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 82 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-83/L-67).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 65%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 86.
WIND
IS SW AT 5, WITH GUSTS TO 20.
TOTAL
RAIN TODAY IN CENTI-INCHES---0.
AMP—CEMB--CHAPTER
29-30-31-32—HACKING!!!
Oh
the gods, what a life. In France, many people have the old expression
of 'sey-lavey', or however it is spelled in the French tongue, but I
will jokingly say upon occasion, “as they say on the beaches of
Atlantic City, in the nineteen nineties, regarding the Chief of the
Beach Patrol, who later became the city's Mayor, and replacing the
great friend of Ann King, Mister Honorable Mayor James Whealon”;
Mayor Robert Levy. Oh yes, that's
life, in or out of Atlantic City, and on or off of their great
wonderful beaches, where any of numerous things can always be
expected for the Mountainpen, should he choose to go there and be
punished, to quote Mister DAVID CHARLES ROTH. Stuff ranging from
being assaulted, being robbed, experiencing supernatural giant slut
attacks, tolerating lifeguard's games and taunts, and the list grows,
but includes a few nicer ingredients in this mix of hell's
ingredients, such as a nice cool ocean with decent 'ride-able-waves'
many days, soft smooth sand to place your tired bones on a towel and
then lay down on, and other such beach oriented stuff; kind lads and
lassies. Yes, beach talk may seems strangely inappropriate for most
of this northern side of the planet, but actually, when it feels high
eighties and will all this week, here in my town, then it is all very
relative, to quote the great mind of Professor Albert Einstein!
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 EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY!
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Now
why exactly, Sarah Callio Martino, somewhere in hyperspace;
trapped me in a lighthouse, and yelled my name out, over and over,
'JoJo-JoJo; I
will never totally know,
so let me widen the scope of the topic, so we can see this in a
larger blend of bigger pictures, and out of one tiny confined
box; great ladies and gentlemen. First, my spell-checker is
disabled, so I must close the word program out and reboot into it
to activate the anti-hack procedure. OK I'm
back,
EVIL
CHUCKIE, DAWN-MARIE, BEETLEJUICE NONSTAR, and FREDDY
ELM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
TOLD YOU THE STOCK MARKET WOULD ILLEGALLY SCORE HUGE GAINS ON
MONDAY AFTER THE WEEKEND COMPUTER AND NABE ASSAULT ON ME, YO, YO,
YO, YO, YO, FOLKS. I WAS RIGHT GINA. TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD
YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DON'T
EVER CUNT CHEWING BELIEVE ME FOLKS, I WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO FUCKING
STAND THE DAM ASS SHOCK!!!!!
  
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I
TOLD YOU THE STOCK MARKET WOULD ILLEGALLY SCORE HUGE GAINS ON MONDAY
AFTER THE WEEKEND COMPUTER AND NABE ASSAULT ON ME, YO, YO, YO, YO,
YO, FOLKS. I WAS RIGHT GINA. TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD
YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE
GREAT AWESOME TWB; YOU GOTTA' LUVEM!
You
just go right on laughing at me. I know a magic
person from Long Beach Island,
who knows the biggest secret of all, Patty Hollister; and
told me. You know, that SHE'LL get me for
this. Well, she got
me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dawn
King would say so ofter, “Mark, it is what it is”. But she failed
to see that people make things many times, so that they are what they
are. She not only made my life a living mother fucking hell, but now
my entire life is forever over and ruined, thanks to her, and her
monster horrendous rotten family!!!
Folks,
you would never believe me in a trillion years if I told all of
the mother fuckiGN shit that I'd love to tell you all right
now. I need to slowly indoctrinate all of you into a brand new
and more advanced enlightened way of seeing the crazy stuff in
your own lives, some of you this applies tom, and not others.
Oh well, SAY-LEVY!
RED
ALERT----RED ALERT---RED ALERT
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SO
HOW FUCKING FAIR IS THIS? THEY PERSECUTE ME THE MINUTE THE
MOTHER FUCKING GOD DAM STOCK MARKET OPENED UP, AND THIS ALLOWED
THEM TO GAIN AN ILLEGAL 350 POINTS OR SO, AND THIS IS
WHY SINCE AUGUST OF 1986, IT HAS GAINED THIS RIDICULOUS ABSURD
RALLY, THAT WOULD NEVER HAVE BEEN POSSIBLE WITHOUT
HURTING ME, AND IS WHY I FULLY INTEND TO SUE WALL STREET SOME
DAY, FOR ONE TRILLION MOTHER FUCKING DOLLARS; MISTER PRESIDENT
OBAMA, KIND SIR. AND I'LL GET IT
TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well
Michael McNulty, kind sir, from 1971, to perfectly quote you,
old pal; “AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA”!!!! Like WOW!
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THE
OLD 1983 LANDLINE AT&T TELEPHONE TONES ARE NOW BEING
CONVERTED INTO COMPUTERIZED TEXT, USING THE LONG-EEE
VOWEL SOUND, AND THE HIGH FIRST TONE IS COLORED
IN HIGHLIGHTED BLUE,
WHILE THE LOW SECOND TONE IS COLORED
IN HIGHLIGHTED ORANGE. COMPUTER; ON AN 'I' TO 'D',
A/B-TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, EMPOWER NOW, ON
MY NEXT MIND-VOICE PRINT.
Maybe,
despite what you called poor old Frank Wunder, back that day in
September of 1977, you were the turkey after-all, Mister
McGinty!!!
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Many
who believe their lives are the product of a really rotten cosmic
deal of a sort, say the decks of the star clusters are stacked
against them, or some such hocus freaking pocus, and all great
Frisbee throwers of the Twilight-Zone. Others just got angry 35 years
ago like Steve McGinty did, with his subordinate, at the great Mars
Graphics Printing Shop; and told him he
was a turkey.
I have heard yet still others tell me, and I will quote them, “Mark,
dam it, I've been submarined”.
I have all of you beat. In 1986, I was MOTHER FUCKING EIGHTY-SIXED.
THE YEAR OF TH EAX FOR MOUNTAINPEN, always was and will be, good old
fucking 1986!!!
END
TRANSMISSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah
I thought you were a hell of a nice guy once, Ryan, over at BJ's
Studio.
Your boss Tony
BonJovi
put a big ass knife in my back. Why am I not shocked and surprised,
at that turkey? Maybe because I'm getting used to getting submarined
a lot too, my friend!
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Mister Shakespeare; what a question that would be, OR
NOT BE, huh, YO???
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solid years; and this is the result, and the effect, of this being
done; a market that went from 1800 or so points, to over 18,000 or so
points. That is not the standard amount of annual gain from the time
these markets were created, up through August 15, 1986.
BUTTTTTTTTTTTTT, people; after August 15, 1986 through present times;
the new-normal, as some are using this new P.C. terminology within
the framework of our new age issues, such as GW- meteorological, and
gun violence, and other things that are part of the third millennium;
is so far from the 'old-normal', it is silly to pretend that there is
a zero percent chance that I am anything but insane and crazy, and a
100% chance that I am, and that all of this shit is crap. But still,
to quote Detective Lenny Briscoe, I doubt I have one person on the
fucking planet, convinced of this powerful and unfathomable truth!!!!
Someday soon folks, IF I AM RIGHT; just where will some of you be?
Face reality you jerk offs, I won't live forever. I am dying now, and
fast; and I won't be here another nine hundred fuckiGN years. When I
am gone, the Milituforce is going to be mother fucking desperate for
replacement-me's. They probably have already been experimenting on
some of you without your awareness to it, so that it will begin with
you, as soon as I kick the Christ off. For short, call these
potential YOU's out here, REME's, (Replacement Me's).
To
all those who seriously practiced the I-CHING trance; this message
may be for you!!!!!!!!!!!
And
why, great PINK GODDESS
SSJKK? Well, because she told me
back on Pearl Harbor Day in 1996, to always be
playing HER great game of GTNOTG (Guess
The Name Of The Guests)!!! This way, nothing goes
unraveled into strange mysteries, without first being
at least somewhat detected, as the source of all the
shit behind all the great parlor tricks and Tallosion---Star Trek
Illusions, (TSTI), the Exploratronic
Supermind Society (ESS)!!!!!
Was
the Dave Roth just Dave Roth from here in this universe, or did his
advanced doppelganger dream-control him, and bring him to me at the
great powerful Caldor Department Store security job in early November
of 1985? Julia White has told me many times that this is true, only
you don't know a dam thing yet, great audience. Dave and I had parted
ways a while, after a fight we'd had, while I was still renting the
home in Gibbsboro owned by Patricia Meeker, the mother of a New
Jersey State Police Officer. It was a long parting, almost two years
if my memory is accurate at all. Maybe only 18 months, but it was not
quite a ways after I h ad moved into the Highview Apartments of
Williamstown, New Jersey from that rented home that Misses Meeker was
going to sell and I could not buy it at the time, so my mom and I
left and moved into the Highview place, and this was our second stay
at this place. I had started my book, The Permission Barrier, while
still at the Meeker home, and completed it at the Highview
Apartments, in 1994. I sent it down to the Copyright Office on
Halloween Day of 1994, as some of you already know all about this
entire mess. In my book, a character from my DREAMS, JULIA WHITE, was
put into the book. Anyone of the great and powerful examiners in
Washington, DC, knows it all by now, Mister Billy Islander Joel. But
Dave was still not back in my life until early in 1995. Shortly after
we were friends again, he had a wild DREAM, and guess wh came into
his dreams extremely vividly, but this giant lovely dark haired
beauty goddess, going by the name Jewel? I know that she spells her
name Jewelly, and her name in the book TPB that I wrote, was altered
to Julie White, but really it is Mariena Carlittia Jewelly White
Krassle. Her
City-Name in the HOLY CITY
or capitol city of Sahasra
Dal Kanwal,
is JEWELLY-Natalazatahh,
and various astral-plank translations to waking English Language
world suffix-names that follow any name of JEWELLY, exist. Actually
Julia White told me, millions of years ago, that there are more
than four hundred suffix names
to the city-name
of JEWELLY.
This name is registered in the great Palace
Hall on Kanwal Avenue,
and what is known in waking world physical plane human bibles, as
names written in the lambs book of life, is indeed one and the same
with this CITY-NAME registry in the great awesome KANWAL-PALACE.
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TRANSMISSION.
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