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Thursday, November 1, 2007
RT&PRF BLOG #30 HELP ME SAR LORD-STACEY
Rats, Tats, and Playing
real Football-subtitled THE PROLOGUE TO “THE EPOTOME OF
HARASSEMENT-INTERNET VERSION”.
Thursday-----------------------110107.755 on this darkening evening
DATFILE XIII------------------Blog #30 and final blog under this title
I am under a horrendous attack from the Milituforce Otammites or the MO as I them abbreviated. MO is murdering me illegally, VIOLATING MY CIVIL, CONSTITUTIONAL, AND HUMAN RIGHTS, with major constant sky-Scylla attacks, bad chemtrailing, and plenty of loud and low private planes, military planes, choppers, all loud and low and military. The attack all week is bad, but today was brutal, and all though yesterday was not quite as bad in the sky, they shot me illegally with a death beam at the HAMMONTON LIBRARY, NJUSAESMWG. They messed with Himacane’s computer big time and it was out 4 some time, even called Comcast, but they assured us they had no outage, and they were indeed correct. The modem had been messed with by these evil gods, the MO. The Millionth Council is attacking me worse recently than I have seen 4 years, and I fully plan to move off to a remote island for 100 years or so, and come back when things die down, under a totally new identity. If I have 2, I will go away longer than this. TRUCK ALL OF U DICK IN THE MOUTHS!!!!!!!!!! To my friends and MORIANS, please forgive my rotten-French here and all over, none of this derogatory stuff is directed towards any of U, the ones that it is know precisely who the TRUCK they R. When a million Hubble telescopes all put together still makes these pricks unable 2 look up high enough 2C whale excrement, that is LOW, and not 1-18 roulette numbers boo!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pussy-command is off the dial as a result of days of pure unadulterated siege and dearth-hell. I had 2 practically brush some real young stuff out of my way today, it is so totally unbelievable, it isn’t as though I am some 6 foot five inch 250 pound muscle gymnasium stud that looks like a movie star, no, I am old and fat and ugly as hell and flabby, and short and shrimpy. It is a story that cannot B expected 2B believed, but then what is that I normally say??????? MO thinks they R so safe as they know I am onto their games, and will not do one thing 2 ever flirt back and try to get around the bases with any of these flirtatious and aggressive girls and women, and yes, girls, some of them at a store today, a pharmaceutical chain, were barely able to legally drive an automobile, chronologically. The same plane has been dogging me off and on since the end of last weekend, and over the guard station last Sunday, the winds were too high and strong 4 the legal flying of normal small planes, I know all of the wind and altitude rules and regs, I make it my bizz 2 know, so I can say something is indeed a violation, and that these dirt bags R messing with and persecuting me straight 2 my death grave, only it does not exist, 4 me.
Muzak teasing is off the scale major at every store I go into, and the Cat of Callioville, is also messing with me big time. If I had my way, no entertainment world stuff would ever B on, I would ignore them totally. They impress me like 55 tons of ugly stinky loose moose and goose shit.
I have A RETRACTION 3 PRINT, about Jim Whealon, the Mayor of ACNJUSAESMWG B4 Levy and Langford. I assumed things and misunderstood things that my very good friend Mizz Ann Silva had said 2 me. B4I go on with this topic, they tried 2 stop me from sending my most recent project 2 the UNITED STATES LIBRARY OF CONGRESS OFFICE OF COPYRIGHTS yesterday by knocking out Ed’s computer completely as soon as I called the © office on the telephone and found out that I could download a PA [performing-Arts] copyright form and use the printed out sheets, as I misplaced my “copyright” files, and needed 2 get it off in the mail yesterday, 4 extremely personal reasons that Apollo-Lucifer-Dirtbagshithead knows all 2 well. I hate his miserable trucking guts and all though I am madly in love with his twin sister Diana Zuudlocrenesia Arteemis, he and his Briggers or the LAMBRIGG CULT @ THE BRIGGBASE IN THE OLYMPIAN PROVINCE ON THE ASTRAL PLANE, make me miserable with their MILLIONTH COUNCIL-MO continual attacks and various kinds of wicked vicious shit day and night in my infinite life humanly in the great HS, HYPERSPACE. U all C in consciousness, a line in time instead of the special reality that we all dream down from our spiritual or astral being ness which is an original dream down that is out and away from the only truth which is the VOID INFINITY. The gods R fucking with me the gods are fucking with me and Ed can believe whatever he wants, but the font changes were not done by me, they just started occurring. What U call on Earth Satan and the devil, or God the All Mighty, R powerful astral plane gods, and if U would believe me, U would then B on your way towards seeing many other big time truths happening all around all of us and our pathetic sick diseased twisted wicked world. The daytime television serial decades ago, Dark Shadows, showed this cult and its leader, SATAN, call it what the hell ever, Nick Blair called him by one of his more obscure names of Diabolis. This is where our English word diabolical comes from. The plot may indeed B purely a random chance coincidence, but it is real and is Y forces led Mr. Frid, the one whom played the part of BARNABAS COLLINS, the main character of the show, 2 suddenly develop an interest in returning to New York Vaudeville work, and basically ended the show on a very sudden and abrupt note. The Leviathans did not like, or should I say the Lamist Cult from the Briggbase at and on the phase 2 realities on the ASTRAL PLANE, in the GREAT PROVINCE OLYMPIA. Remember Shadows fans, the whole deal when Jeb Hawks and his Leviathan’s, under the control of Satan and his henchman on Earth, Nicholas Blair, were attempting to regain and siege power and control over the Earth MW or PHYSICAL PLANE as the great ECKANKAR SOUND AND LIGHT RELIGION would label it, and the Wall Street guru Skylar Rumson whose stocks all crashed after Nicky and Lucy turned off the power manipulator that was blessing them. If this all was a huge coincidence television show, who am I 2 argue this point? I am not buying it for one astral minper. The show was super successful and then bang zap zonk bam crash Adam West and Batman, it is off the air one day without so much as a whisper of freaking notice!!!!!!!!!!!! All of this is real and not a bit fictional. I have lived through a nightmare that supports that this is all totally real and true, and will testify in any legal proceedings in a court of law, at any time and any place, Donna. There is just way 2 much 2 expand on presently in this area, and this is what another future blog is there 4, so stay-C tuned pweeeeeze!!!!!!!
Death angels R constant, the aerial siege is worse than ever in my life, and so R many other sieges. Giant girls R crawling out of the damn wood work. These Millionth Council forces use 4 main HELL-GROUPS in this war 2 wipe me out and destroy and totally annihilate me: ANIMALS, WEATHER, MACHINES, AND LAST BUT IN NO WAY LEAST HUMANS. There is no way 2 ever win, it is like saying I can put a bug into a room with a child and let them fight it out 2 the death, and need I really say more. It is an ant colony facing a bulldozer. I know I am never going 2 get any help and that I am in eternal hell, I do not wonder about it as I once did, I totally trucking know this factually.
Y would forces want me not 2 send stuff 2 the copyright office, these same forces that for 21+ years have been totally wrecking and ruining my life with this parallel event nightmare game or ICPE? Every time I send a project off 4 copyright, the stock market flies and flies up and up and up and up like a sling freaking shot. So Y then were they fighting me in overdrive in overtime yesterday from doing something that has a proven track record 4 more than 2 straight decades, 2B super bullish 4 Wall Street? Every time that admitantly, I think I have cracked some deep logic that pertains to MO or this Millionth Council, I soon come 2 learn, I am in reality no closer in really figuring out this maze of misery than I was 2, 5, 10, 25 years ago, and I know that I never ever will fucking B!!!!!!!!!!! It is me the crawling little ant thinking that I have the slightest chance in Dogtown of taking on and eventually beating the child that has been pitted against me in the play room.
So what is the sixth dimension and the next logical question is, who made me god or king of all omniscient knowledge so how do I know these things, and aren’t I just a sick delusional arrogant slob? The answer is quite unequivocal and blatant in your face whether U may like it or not, NO. I am not suffering through any psychotic delusions and yes I do have this knowledge. A resident manager 2 an apartment building 4 senior citizens where I did work as a security officer around the turn of the decade of the eighties into the nineties of the prior century, caught another guard intentionally engaging me in conversations after first hiding a micro cassette recorder in the desk drawer in this building’s lobby. He knew of my plight, the manager that is, and the guard somewhat, but Nate, the resident manager told me that night B4 he went to bed 4 the night, as I was on th11-7 AM work shift, “I thought U were a total nut case up until today, and now I want U2 stay away from my wife and me and our kid. I no longer think UR crazy at all, I totally believe U” I stared in disbelief and simply asked him what had occurred to bring this sudden shift of thought pattern into his mind. He said back 2 me B4 walking away and shutting his apartment door and never again speaking 2 me,” When IC one security guard secretly recording another security guard after witnessing him intentionally baiting U into several conversations this past week, well, that did it so lets leave it there, k?” No sir/mam, you’ll just have 2 forgive me when I tell U that I am not deluded nor psychotic, nor mentally ill, at least no more than would B expected after surviving the worst life imaginable, beyond the sick mind of Hitler himself.
When I am all through, my website will not in any way even remotely resemble the way it is today and has been 4 the year that it has existed. It will contain many hours and days worth in combined time that will B filled 2 the brim rim with sound bites including legally recorded telephone conversations, and not limited by any means 2 any of a few things that quickly I could list 4 the sake of this blog. This will eventually B a 24/7/365.2422 streaming A/V website with independently made short films will B downloadable, as I fully plan 2 hire actors and actresses and do movies, as money will B no problem, once the markets reach 20 and 30 thousand and I have 10 contracts on Dow Futures, as opposed to my small existing account. I intend 2 get all of U back 4 what U all have done against me since the freaking day that I was born as MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. It is only a matter of time until U’ll B ducking and running 4 cover and looking over YOUR shoulder, instead the reverse for 20 something years. The 6th dimension is a reality, not a place, that is Y the multiverses or products of thought-memory-waves, come to result in the manner that they indeed do. There was a huge reason 4 my organizational big brother when I was 13 years old as Mountainpen, named John Henningsen, to give me the strange motorcycle chain that he gave 2 me one day. I saw it in his rented apartment on KINGS HIGHWAY, in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, while cleaning his messy place in exchange for “chore remuneration’ as he antiquatedly referred 2 it as, he was a bit old-school, and all though only 26 years old, looked 40, and acted older than this, and I will admit that this is indeed from the point of view of a child, but I still know what I know bwaby-wuv!!!!!!!!!! The 6th dimension and the gods of all of the astral planes of the nearly limitless multiverses that each contain one astral realm, interconnect, as they really have quite a fascinating interaction together in both attempting 2 influence the great Lawtrons of the 7th dimension, but it still all goes beyond anything I ever have told, unless I keep to the ultimate simplicity that really is all that is going on in the ultimate big picture of any conceivable cosmiversallity. This is that they R aware that they exist and can never shut this existence off, REACH OBLIVION-THE GREAT NIRVANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U either exist and therefore as time is simply a by-product of existence, never can not exist, or else, U do not exist, and thereby never can exist. The exim-ratio is a magic shuffling in the 8th dimension that would take 1000 years to touch on with blogs, so forget it. Still this 8th dimension is the reality that causes thought waves to generate physical counterpart realities of themselves that hold to an approximate temperature of 2.7 degrees Kelvin, as above or below this programmed super cold temperature, would not permit the exim-ratio to function, and it is as simple as that. We will follow along these pathways just a bit at a later time this or most likely next week, things R very bad, and much is needed 2B said, M U C H!!!!!!!!!!!!
Quickly 4 now, to get tack o my retraction of James Whelan. Ann Silver told me that it was Sonny McCullough and not her friend Jim that was rotten, and that pops was even more of a dirt bag. Jim is indeed a friend of Levy, both worked the beaches and were major womanizers, hay, what lifeguard isn’t a womanizing scum shit 4 Chrissake?????? But 2 quote Ann today, Jim is a good man deep inside, and hopes that he tries 2 keep the sauce 2 a minimum. I told the world over the past 2 years how dirty the Atlantic City politics R and where the stock market would go, but no, don’t listen 2 this poor whittle delusional sicko!
WHERE THE TRUCK R U MULLICA TOWNSHIP POLICE AND NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE, I AM GETTING PUMMELED AND HAMMERED, AND MY MOTHER WAS BRUTALLY MURDERED, DOES IT TAKE MY FREAKING MURDER AS WELL B4U TAKE ME AT ALL SERIOUSLY?
I HAVE SENT MY BLOGGER DOT COM INFORMATION AND MY WEBSITE ADDRESS, ALONG WITH MY 2007 MUSICAL PROJECT 2 THE UNITED STATES COPYRIGHT OFFICE, www.morianity-foundation,com.
I will expose this pure filthy evil if it takes me hundreds of freaking rock chucking flock ducking runt slapping years and Tom Reale queers. END TRANSMISSION of DATE AND TIME FILE XIII.
GOOGLE-SWIS-WORLD LAB official web documentation MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN: All blogging is co-copy written in these names if these names R on these blogs.
Thursday-----------------------110107.755 on this darkening evening
DATFILE XIII------------------Blog #30 and final blog under this title
I am under a horrendous attack from the Milituforce Otammites or the MO as I them abbreviated. MO is murdering me illegally, VIOLATING MY CIVIL, CONSTITUTIONAL, AND HUMAN RIGHTS, with major constant sky-Scylla attacks, bad chemtrailing, and plenty of loud and low private planes, military planes, choppers, all loud and low and military. The attack all week is bad, but today was brutal, and all though yesterday was not quite as bad in the sky, they shot me illegally with a death beam at the HAMMONTON LIBRARY, NJUSAESMWG. They messed with Himacane’s computer big time and it was out 4 some time, even called Comcast, but they assured us they had no outage, and they were indeed correct. The modem had been messed with by these evil gods, the MO. The Millionth Council is attacking me worse recently than I have seen 4 years, and I fully plan to move off to a remote island for 100 years or so, and come back when things die down, under a totally new identity. If I have 2, I will go away longer than this. TRUCK ALL OF U DICK IN THE MOUTHS!!!!!!!!!! To my friends and MORIANS, please forgive my rotten-French here and all over, none of this derogatory stuff is directed towards any of U, the ones that it is know precisely who the TRUCK they R. When a million Hubble telescopes all put together still makes these pricks unable 2 look up high enough 2C whale excrement, that is LOW, and not 1-18 roulette numbers boo!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pussy-command is off the dial as a result of days of pure unadulterated siege and dearth-hell. I had 2 practically brush some real young stuff out of my way today, it is so totally unbelievable, it isn’t as though I am some 6 foot five inch 250 pound muscle gymnasium stud that looks like a movie star, no, I am old and fat and ugly as hell and flabby, and short and shrimpy. It is a story that cannot B expected 2B believed, but then what is that I normally say??????? MO thinks they R so safe as they know I am onto their games, and will not do one thing 2 ever flirt back and try to get around the bases with any of these flirtatious and aggressive girls and women, and yes, girls, some of them at a store today, a pharmaceutical chain, were barely able to legally drive an automobile, chronologically. The same plane has been dogging me off and on since the end of last weekend, and over the guard station last Sunday, the winds were too high and strong 4 the legal flying of normal small planes, I know all of the wind and altitude rules and regs, I make it my bizz 2 know, so I can say something is indeed a violation, and that these dirt bags R messing with and persecuting me straight 2 my death grave, only it does not exist, 4 me.
Muzak teasing is off the scale major at every store I go into, and the Cat of Callioville, is also messing with me big time. If I had my way, no entertainment world stuff would ever B on, I would ignore them totally. They impress me like 55 tons of ugly stinky loose moose and goose shit.
I have A RETRACTION 3 PRINT, about Jim Whealon, the Mayor of ACNJUSAESMWG B4 Levy and Langford. I assumed things and misunderstood things that my very good friend Mizz Ann Silva had said 2 me. B4I go on with this topic, they tried 2 stop me from sending my most recent project 2 the UNITED STATES LIBRARY OF CONGRESS OFFICE OF COPYRIGHTS yesterday by knocking out Ed’s computer completely as soon as I called the © office on the telephone and found out that I could download a PA [performing-Arts] copyright form and use the printed out sheets, as I misplaced my “copyright” files, and needed 2 get it off in the mail yesterday, 4 extremely personal reasons that Apollo-Lucifer-Dirtbagshithead knows all 2 well. I hate his miserable trucking guts and all though I am madly in love with his twin sister Diana Zuudlocrenesia Arteemis, he and his Briggers or the LAMBRIGG CULT @ THE BRIGGBASE IN THE OLYMPIAN PROVINCE ON THE ASTRAL PLANE, make me miserable with their MILLIONTH COUNCIL-MO continual attacks and various kinds of wicked vicious shit day and night in my infinite life humanly in the great HS, HYPERSPACE. U all C in consciousness, a line in time instead of the special reality that we all dream down from our spiritual or astral being ness which is an original dream down that is out and away from the only truth which is the VOID INFINITY. The gods R fucking with me the gods are fucking with me and Ed can believe whatever he wants, but the font changes were not done by me, they just started occurring. What U call on Earth Satan and the devil, or God the All Mighty, R powerful astral plane gods, and if U would believe me, U would then B on your way towards seeing many other big time truths happening all around all of us and our pathetic sick diseased twisted wicked world. The daytime television serial decades ago, Dark Shadows, showed this cult and its leader, SATAN, call it what the hell ever, Nick Blair called him by one of his more obscure names of Diabolis. This is where our English word diabolical comes from. The plot may indeed B purely a random chance coincidence, but it is real and is Y forces led Mr. Frid, the one whom played the part of BARNABAS COLLINS, the main character of the show, 2 suddenly develop an interest in returning to New York Vaudeville work, and basically ended the show on a very sudden and abrupt note. The Leviathans did not like, or should I say the Lamist Cult from the Briggbase at and on the phase 2 realities on the ASTRAL PLANE, in the GREAT PROVINCE OLYMPIA. Remember Shadows fans, the whole deal when Jeb Hawks and his Leviathan’s, under the control of Satan and his henchman on Earth, Nicholas Blair, were attempting to regain and siege power and control over the Earth MW or PHYSICAL PLANE as the great ECKANKAR SOUND AND LIGHT RELIGION would label it, and the Wall Street guru Skylar Rumson whose stocks all crashed after Nicky and Lucy turned off the power manipulator that was blessing them. If this all was a huge coincidence television show, who am I 2 argue this point? I am not buying it for one astral minper. The show was super successful and then bang zap zonk bam crash Adam West and Batman, it is off the air one day without so much as a whisper of freaking notice!!!!!!!!!!!! All of this is real and not a bit fictional. I have lived through a nightmare that supports that this is all totally real and true, and will testify in any legal proceedings in a court of law, at any time and any place, Donna. There is just way 2 much 2 expand on presently in this area, and this is what another future blog is there 4, so stay-C tuned pweeeeeze!!!!!!!
Death angels R constant, the aerial siege is worse than ever in my life, and so R many other sieges. Giant girls R crawling out of the damn wood work. These Millionth Council forces use 4 main HELL-GROUPS in this war 2 wipe me out and destroy and totally annihilate me: ANIMALS, WEATHER, MACHINES, AND LAST BUT IN NO WAY LEAST HUMANS. There is no way 2 ever win, it is like saying I can put a bug into a room with a child and let them fight it out 2 the death, and need I really say more. It is an ant colony facing a bulldozer. I know I am never going 2 get any help and that I am in eternal hell, I do not wonder about it as I once did, I totally trucking know this factually.
Y would forces want me not 2 send stuff 2 the copyright office, these same forces that for 21+ years have been totally wrecking and ruining my life with this parallel event nightmare game or ICPE? Every time I send a project off 4 copyright, the stock market flies and flies up and up and up and up like a sling freaking shot. So Y then were they fighting me in overdrive in overtime yesterday from doing something that has a proven track record 4 more than 2 straight decades, 2B super bullish 4 Wall Street? Every time that admitantly, I think I have cracked some deep logic that pertains to MO or this Millionth Council, I soon come 2 learn, I am in reality no closer in really figuring out this maze of misery than I was 2, 5, 10, 25 years ago, and I know that I never ever will fucking B!!!!!!!!!!! It is me the crawling little ant thinking that I have the slightest chance in Dogtown of taking on and eventually beating the child that has been pitted against me in the play room.
So what is the sixth dimension and the next logical question is, who made me god or king of all omniscient knowledge so how do I know these things, and aren’t I just a sick delusional arrogant slob? The answer is quite unequivocal and blatant in your face whether U may like it or not, NO. I am not suffering through any psychotic delusions and yes I do have this knowledge. A resident manager 2 an apartment building 4 senior citizens where I did work as a security officer around the turn of the decade of the eighties into the nineties of the prior century, caught another guard intentionally engaging me in conversations after first hiding a micro cassette recorder in the desk drawer in this building’s lobby. He knew of my plight, the manager that is, and the guard somewhat, but Nate, the resident manager told me that night B4 he went to bed 4 the night, as I was on th11-7 AM work shift, “I thought U were a total nut case up until today, and now I want U2 stay away from my wife and me and our kid. I no longer think UR crazy at all, I totally believe U” I stared in disbelief and simply asked him what had occurred to bring this sudden shift of thought pattern into his mind. He said back 2 me B4 walking away and shutting his apartment door and never again speaking 2 me,” When IC one security guard secretly recording another security guard after witnessing him intentionally baiting U into several conversations this past week, well, that did it so lets leave it there, k?” No sir/mam, you’ll just have 2 forgive me when I tell U that I am not deluded nor psychotic, nor mentally ill, at least no more than would B expected after surviving the worst life imaginable, beyond the sick mind of Hitler himself.
When I am all through, my website will not in any way even remotely resemble the way it is today and has been 4 the year that it has existed. It will contain many hours and days worth in combined time that will B filled 2 the brim rim with sound bites including legally recorded telephone conversations, and not limited by any means 2 any of a few things that quickly I could list 4 the sake of this blog. This will eventually B a 24/7/365.2422 streaming A/V website with independently made short films will B downloadable, as I fully plan 2 hire actors and actresses and do movies, as money will B no problem, once the markets reach 20 and 30 thousand and I have 10 contracts on Dow Futures, as opposed to my small existing account. I intend 2 get all of U back 4 what U all have done against me since the freaking day that I was born as MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. It is only a matter of time until U’ll B ducking and running 4 cover and looking over YOUR shoulder, instead the reverse for 20 something years. The 6th dimension is a reality, not a place, that is Y the multiverses or products of thought-memory-waves, come to result in the manner that they indeed do. There was a huge reason 4 my organizational big brother when I was 13 years old as Mountainpen, named John Henningsen, to give me the strange motorcycle chain that he gave 2 me one day. I saw it in his rented apartment on KINGS HIGHWAY, in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, while cleaning his messy place in exchange for “chore remuneration’ as he antiquatedly referred 2 it as, he was a bit old-school, and all though only 26 years old, looked 40, and acted older than this, and I will admit that this is indeed from the point of view of a child, but I still know what I know bwaby-wuv!!!!!!!!!! The 6th dimension and the gods of all of the astral planes of the nearly limitless multiverses that each contain one astral realm, interconnect, as they really have quite a fascinating interaction together in both attempting 2 influence the great Lawtrons of the 7th dimension, but it still all goes beyond anything I ever have told, unless I keep to the ultimate simplicity that really is all that is going on in the ultimate big picture of any conceivable cosmiversallity. This is that they R aware that they exist and can never shut this existence off, REACH OBLIVION-THE GREAT NIRVANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U either exist and therefore as time is simply a by-product of existence, never can not exist, or else, U do not exist, and thereby never can exist. The exim-ratio is a magic shuffling in the 8th dimension that would take 1000 years to touch on with blogs, so forget it. Still this 8th dimension is the reality that causes thought waves to generate physical counterpart realities of themselves that hold to an approximate temperature of 2.7 degrees Kelvin, as above or below this programmed super cold temperature, would not permit the exim-ratio to function, and it is as simple as that. We will follow along these pathways just a bit at a later time this or most likely next week, things R very bad, and much is needed 2B said, M U C H!!!!!!!!!!!!
Quickly 4 now, to get tack o my retraction of James Whelan. Ann Silver told me that it was Sonny McCullough and not her friend Jim that was rotten, and that pops was even more of a dirt bag. Jim is indeed a friend of Levy, both worked the beaches and were major womanizers, hay, what lifeguard isn’t a womanizing scum shit 4 Chrissake?????? But 2 quote Ann today, Jim is a good man deep inside, and hopes that he tries 2 keep the sauce 2 a minimum. I told the world over the past 2 years how dirty the Atlantic City politics R and where the stock market would go, but no, don’t listen 2 this poor whittle delusional sicko!
WHERE THE TRUCK R U MULLICA TOWNSHIP POLICE AND NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE, I AM GETTING PUMMELED AND HAMMERED, AND MY MOTHER WAS BRUTALLY MURDERED, DOES IT TAKE MY FREAKING MURDER AS WELL B4U TAKE ME AT ALL SERIOUSLY?
I HAVE SENT MY BLOGGER DOT COM INFORMATION AND MY WEBSITE ADDRESS, ALONG WITH MY 2007 MUSICAL PROJECT 2 THE UNITED STATES COPYRIGHT OFFICE, www.morianity-foundation,com.
I will expose this pure filthy evil if it takes me hundreds of freaking rock chucking flock ducking runt slapping years and Tom Reale queers. END TRANSMISSION of DATE AND TIME FILE XIII.
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Thursday, October 25, 2007
DATFILE 00000XI BLOG #28
Rats, Tats, and Playing
Real Football (NON-Eagles) that is, BLOG #28
Prior Blogging Datfile 00000X was Blog #27, forgot to enter this.
DATFILE 00000XI
102507.758, Thursday evening here at the Cane’s pad, I am BEGINNING TRANSMISSION.
Many typographical blogging errors will B amended on this and future blogs, what I call “Prior Blogging Errors” or shortened 2 [PBE’s] One from memory hits me right now from re-reading my print outs, which I print out as I fully intend 2 send these 4 blogs 2 the LOC, Office of Copyrights, very shortly, as soon, I will B heading off for Hawaii, or some place far away from this area of Atlantic City, the stock market hub in New York City, and Philadelphia and its hockey and baseball teams, and this evil trilogy, and the ICPE nightmare hell that I have been forced 2 suffer through for the same amount of years as it takes a new born baby to reach the age of majority. The first PBE was that the zero never printed out on the word program, while I was discussing the clock, and that there R 1,440 minutes in one day on this planet, not 144, sahwee there rich prince, and yes I do have a Capital One account, and love this bank very much. Moving on, dividing 1440 by 1000 moves the decimal point 3 spaces over to the left to give us 1.44 minutes to the milliday, or 1/1000th of one Earth day, which is a time period of just slightly greater than 80 seconds, or 1.44 minutes. This is why after a date, the point 250 is 6 AM, the point 500 is 12 noon, the point 750 is 6 PM, and the point 000 is midnight. One milliday past midnight is 1.44 minutes later at point001, and 10 millidays past midnight is 14.4 minutes past midnight, or 36 seconds shy of being a quarter past 12 AM, and so forth. Millidays were started by the World Lab. I also made some PBE statements regarding when I worked as a Labber here, sahwee, will work, only here in this part of HS, it is where I worked, as 2 me it happened already but in another transdimensional plane of the great HS, [hyperspace]. It was in the year of two two seven six that lots of bad stuff was starting to unfold, and no is 2 blame 4 it except me, unlike ACNJUSAESMWG’s City Council, when it is my fault, I take the responsibility and do not shuffle it off to Buffalo, or other innocent persons, I did it, I pay 4 it, the crime and the time, U know the whole Beretta thing. It was in the year of two three oh one that I was being transported in the skycar-100 and escaped by falling out of a hatch a mile or so off Brigantine, NJUSAESMWG. I was able unbeknown 2 the transport criminal authorities or the TCA to disable the ship and delay a destruct and jump out, they had no idea at all that I had been privy 2 lots of teck that was behind the construction of top-secret details regarding the security features of this great and famous vehicle. However, a horrible painful shot from an ASG or agony-stinger-gun, was used on me and I was hit and remember as sure as I sit here now typing on little black laptop keys at this very present minper, the pain of feeling as though I am literally on fire, both outside and inside. This is what this weapon does, it delivers a sting pain that is worse that being lit up with gas and matches lit and thrown at U. The difference is that it lasts only about half a minper, [astral-minute], and does virtually no permanent cellular damage to the victim. I remember jumping out of this thing and hitting the ocean, and then being a little child, a female, perhaps 7 or 8 years old, an Indian Squaw, playing with other young boys and girls, later coming 2 learn that this was Delaware State, USA, and that I was in the tribe of the Mequon. I grew up and married the second oldest son of the tribe’s Chief, and within a year, and several months pregnant, was shot in my head my an old English musket 4 being unfaithful, only I was innocent and was only out in a river in a canoe with the Chiefs oldest son because I was trying 2 make my husband a gift and needed his spin on what his favorite thing would B that I would B able 2 make 4 him. The youngest 3rd son of the Chief was the tribe’s best shot, and while out on this lovely river discussing this matter, I only remember falling down, not dying immediately, but slowly feeling the life going out of me, and the next thing that happened was being 8 years old a half century or so later in 1713, and my name was Benjamin Franklin. I had a good life in this sequence of dreams, and was n nothing like I was portrayed in the Bewitched show with Mizz twitchy nose Montgomery. I was muscular and well over six feet tall, and had many girlfriends as well as night ladies. Diana Arteemis never came 2 me directly while in this set of dreaming physicality, however, on my deathbed she did and told me amazing things about a future existence where I would B in a room in the sun, later on by 190 years in the first day of May, in 1980, I came to this room in the sun, but more than another full decade of time went by B4I understood that this room in the sun was an apartment living room at 4th and Preston Roads in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG, at Robin Hill Apartments, suite #1802. Gawki Gaukauk the magic huge Black Panther Cat that is in charge of the great teck bay mystery school on the astral plane, or phase number two reality has told me that when I thought I had self-destructed the great SKYCAR-100, it was only part of the PUNIGRAM interacting with my waves, and that in truth, I was in agony and unable 2 do anything except wildly wiggle around on the floor of the vehicle screaming in excruciating pain, and was tackled and bound instantly. When I was mind-downloaded into my hellbox, in the penal room at the Brigantine Station, then totally a military base, not at all the seashore resort that is in current times, this room is huge containing tens of thousands of potential transplant boxes, called the BSPR. When I was placed into eternal hellfire and damnation as it is still thought of in today’s caveman days Geico, your ads totally SUCK. So does the constant MUZAK teasing every time I walk into a grocery store. The minute U hit the floor mat, the door opens and the Muzak is set 2 switch on, but what plays is rarely that automatic and coincidental, and I know I am not imagining this, nor am I being paranoid. Also I am not imagining the tons of giant sluts everywhere I have gone today and yesterday, the average height of the female population is just not high enough, that the statistical odds of running into a slew gang of so many giants everywhere I have been 4 two straight days, could yield a logically explainable reasoning for this absurd occurrence. Well, back on point, if Gawki the Teck Bay Lottery-Cat is correct and not just teasing me, I have always wondered, but now know totally, that indeed, I lived once in a real life, and died and went 2 eternal fucking hell.
Now I will add a little more to the mysteries part of this school that visits the mortal world from time 2 time and once landed in Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, but B4 starting this, another PBE was when I was kiddingly referring 2 the Doubters Club of Missouri New Jersey, sahwee, meant obviously 2 say, MOUSAESMWG. On the Law and Order show, one of last night’s episodes claims that millions of new words R added 2 the interned every day, and I can CY. The word [kiddingly] must B an example. Spell checker gives me the red wavy lines, and I just add it 2 its dictionary, what the puke is wrong with saying kiddingly? Anyway, I was in an argument with my machine at this place at the Ellisberg Circle Shopping Center of Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG and was trying to do something Frank Sinatra’s or MY WAY. Well Blue eyes, I have a morning Light bone 2 pick with U and your crud bag fan club president who harassed me illegally and stole 30 or more thousand dollars from me, well after all, a friend of a man who publicly urinates in a casino when he feels like it, guess no shock value should B there, but back again on point, and enough about Michael dirt ball Stozny the bottom feeder lowlife and his pals that R well known by the Somerdale Police Department in NJUSAESMWG, so here I am in late October or early in November, 37 years ago back in Autumn-1970, playing with a machine that has a mind of its own that talks 2U and all. This all happened, and yet nobody believed me, not my mother, friends, or the school authorities in the school that I was going from on my bicycle, 2 go 2 on several afternoons each week. The owner of the school was there and rarely spoke a single word 2 a soul, just sat in a big office with a big black tomcat on his lap. Yeah, right out of the freaking Twilight Zone. Then I told a mysterious gang at Newton creek in West Collingswood, this girl gang all wanted 2 do me. I was not into early age sex despite living in the sixties generation and most boys would have jumped at the chance. Don’t get me wrong, I totally love women, just was a late bloomer, as basically, Sarah had my mind messed up big time, and if my theory of DS/SC being one and the same KENT/SOUP kind of a deal, then wow did Donna have a nerve, hay baby, who the Mylanta screwed me all up 2 start with? Things do not just happen by themselves, there is no perpetual motion, unless U put it into play, and even then, the 4th dimension eventually neutralizes any power. The planets will stop spinning eventually, the stars will burn up and go out, and this is just reality son!!!!!!!! As my lyrics soon 2B all added 2 my website go, www.morianity-foundation.com, “I never said U have to really like it and I never said when losing all your chips U have 2 love it, but if U think U can run 2 the CCC, U know they’re gonna drown U in the sea, sea, sea”. U have no idea how the next months will B used 2 build on my website, sound bites, pix, music additions both new and old, and much more.
Death angels R constant, and so is persecution of all types, but less severe than last week so far. I took a nasty chopper over my residence after posting my previous web log up to the Blogger site and the Mysteries site, the DATFILE TEN. Datfile –IV is also RTPRF#14. All the way back 2 the Morianity Bible Blog Chapter 1, it is merely a negative datfile number, no matter which site a blog posts, or where it is ahead or behind the current day and time, this is the datfile #, such as the Blog #30 will B DATFILE #00000XIII. By having this, I can keep track in one file, not worrying about any linear order of blogs on any particular blogging sites, other than the fact that all datfiles on any site, will B always in some ascending Roman numeral order. FLYERS WIN WIN WIN WIN, DOW JONES UP UP UP UP. How long have I said this, well 2 your point of reference, over 2 years as a Blogger. I have said this on soapbox after soapbox for 20 years now, a murderer’s prison sentence of time, and will go on saying it forever and ever. Well, told U all after Friday’s 300 plus point drop, that it would go right back up, and the giant pussy attack is being used to do this, engineered obviously by the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. They R in charge of everything, however, they do not want 2 believe the truth that even they R inside or said perhaps a bit better, just and integral part of the upline thought of a girl by the name of Sarah Krassle. Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious called me a liar when I told him that his great eldest daughter SCYLLA as on the astral plane an eldest daughter IS a Scylla, but on the MW this name caught on 4 this mighty beauty queen, is indeed an upline girl. The Gods will not believe me so Y should those on the Mortal World, MW???????? END TRANSMISSION.
Google-Swis-World-Lab official web documentation. This transmitted message is being done by Mark Mohr under pen name of Michael Mountainpen. All blogging is copy written under these names, if these name R on these blogs. DATFILE 00000XI [eleven]. END TRANSMISSION.
Prior Blogging Datfile 00000X was Blog #27, forgot to enter this.
DATFILE 00000XI
102507.758, Thursday evening here at the Cane’s pad, I am BEGINNING TRANSMISSION.
Many typographical blogging errors will B amended on this and future blogs, what I call “Prior Blogging Errors” or shortened 2 [PBE’s] One from memory hits me right now from re-reading my print outs, which I print out as I fully intend 2 send these 4 blogs 2 the LOC, Office of Copyrights, very shortly, as soon, I will B heading off for Hawaii, or some place far away from this area of Atlantic City, the stock market hub in New York City, and Philadelphia and its hockey and baseball teams, and this evil trilogy, and the ICPE nightmare hell that I have been forced 2 suffer through for the same amount of years as it takes a new born baby to reach the age of majority. The first PBE was that the zero never printed out on the word program, while I was discussing the clock, and that there R 1,440 minutes in one day on this planet, not 144, sahwee there rich prince, and yes I do have a Capital One account, and love this bank very much. Moving on, dividing 1440 by 1000 moves the decimal point 3 spaces over to the left to give us 1.44 minutes to the milliday, or 1/1000th of one Earth day, which is a time period of just slightly greater than 80 seconds, or 1.44 minutes. This is why after a date, the point 250 is 6 AM, the point 500 is 12 noon, the point 750 is 6 PM, and the point 000 is midnight. One milliday past midnight is 1.44 minutes later at point001, and 10 millidays past midnight is 14.4 minutes past midnight, or 36 seconds shy of being a quarter past 12 AM, and so forth. Millidays were started by the World Lab. I also made some PBE statements regarding when I worked as a Labber here, sahwee, will work, only here in this part of HS, it is where I worked, as 2 me it happened already but in another transdimensional plane of the great HS, [hyperspace]. It was in the year of two two seven six that lots of bad stuff was starting to unfold, and no is 2 blame 4 it except me, unlike ACNJUSAESMWG’s City Council, when it is my fault, I take the responsibility and do not shuffle it off to Buffalo, or other innocent persons, I did it, I pay 4 it, the crime and the time, U know the whole Beretta thing. It was in the year of two three oh one that I was being transported in the skycar-100 and escaped by falling out of a hatch a mile or so off Brigantine, NJUSAESMWG. I was able unbeknown 2 the transport criminal authorities or the TCA to disable the ship and delay a destruct and jump out, they had no idea at all that I had been privy 2 lots of teck that was behind the construction of top-secret details regarding the security features of this great and famous vehicle. However, a horrible painful shot from an ASG or agony-stinger-gun, was used on me and I was hit and remember as sure as I sit here now typing on little black laptop keys at this very present minper, the pain of feeling as though I am literally on fire, both outside and inside. This is what this weapon does, it delivers a sting pain that is worse that being lit up with gas and matches lit and thrown at U. The difference is that it lasts only about half a minper, [astral-minute], and does virtually no permanent cellular damage to the victim. I remember jumping out of this thing and hitting the ocean, and then being a little child, a female, perhaps 7 or 8 years old, an Indian Squaw, playing with other young boys and girls, later coming 2 learn that this was Delaware State, USA, and that I was in the tribe of the Mequon. I grew up and married the second oldest son of the tribe’s Chief, and within a year, and several months pregnant, was shot in my head my an old English musket 4 being unfaithful, only I was innocent and was only out in a river in a canoe with the Chiefs oldest son because I was trying 2 make my husband a gift and needed his spin on what his favorite thing would B that I would B able 2 make 4 him. The youngest 3rd son of the Chief was the tribe’s best shot, and while out on this lovely river discussing this matter, I only remember falling down, not dying immediately, but slowly feeling the life going out of me, and the next thing that happened was being 8 years old a half century or so later in 1713, and my name was Benjamin Franklin. I had a good life in this sequence of dreams, and was n nothing like I was portrayed in the Bewitched show with Mizz twitchy nose Montgomery. I was muscular and well over six feet tall, and had many girlfriends as well as night ladies. Diana Arteemis never came 2 me directly while in this set of dreaming physicality, however, on my deathbed she did and told me amazing things about a future existence where I would B in a room in the sun, later on by 190 years in the first day of May, in 1980, I came to this room in the sun, but more than another full decade of time went by B4I understood that this room in the sun was an apartment living room at 4th and Preston Roads in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG, at Robin Hill Apartments, suite #1802. Gawki Gaukauk the magic huge Black Panther Cat that is in charge of the great teck bay mystery school on the astral plane, or phase number two reality has told me that when I thought I had self-destructed the great SKYCAR-100, it was only part of the PUNIGRAM interacting with my waves, and that in truth, I was in agony and unable 2 do anything except wildly wiggle around on the floor of the vehicle screaming in excruciating pain, and was tackled and bound instantly. When I was mind-downloaded into my hellbox, in the penal room at the Brigantine Station, then totally a military base, not at all the seashore resort that is in current times, this room is huge containing tens of thousands of potential transplant boxes, called the BSPR. When I was placed into eternal hellfire and damnation as it is still thought of in today’s caveman days Geico, your ads totally SUCK. So does the constant MUZAK teasing every time I walk into a grocery store. The minute U hit the floor mat, the door opens and the Muzak is set 2 switch on, but what plays is rarely that automatic and coincidental, and I know I am not imagining this, nor am I being paranoid. Also I am not imagining the tons of giant sluts everywhere I have gone today and yesterday, the average height of the female population is just not high enough, that the statistical odds of running into a slew gang of so many giants everywhere I have been 4 two straight days, could yield a logically explainable reasoning for this absurd occurrence. Well, back on point, if Gawki the Teck Bay Lottery-Cat is correct and not just teasing me, I have always wondered, but now know totally, that indeed, I lived once in a real life, and died and went 2 eternal fucking hell.
Now I will add a little more to the mysteries part of this school that visits the mortal world from time 2 time and once landed in Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, but B4 starting this, another PBE was when I was kiddingly referring 2 the Doubters Club of Missouri New Jersey, sahwee, meant obviously 2 say, MOUSAESMWG. On the Law and Order show, one of last night’s episodes claims that millions of new words R added 2 the interned every day, and I can CY. The word [kiddingly] must B an example. Spell checker gives me the red wavy lines, and I just add it 2 its dictionary, what the puke is wrong with saying kiddingly? Anyway, I was in an argument with my machine at this place at the Ellisberg Circle Shopping Center of Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG and was trying to do something Frank Sinatra’s or MY WAY. Well Blue eyes, I have a morning Light bone 2 pick with U and your crud bag fan club president who harassed me illegally and stole 30 or more thousand dollars from me, well after all, a friend of a man who publicly urinates in a casino when he feels like it, guess no shock value should B there, but back again on point, and enough about Michael dirt ball Stozny the bottom feeder lowlife and his pals that R well known by the Somerdale Police Department in NJUSAESMWG, so here I am in late October or early in November, 37 years ago back in Autumn-1970, playing with a machine that has a mind of its own that talks 2U and all. This all happened, and yet nobody believed me, not my mother, friends, or the school authorities in the school that I was going from on my bicycle, 2 go 2 on several afternoons each week. The owner of the school was there and rarely spoke a single word 2 a soul, just sat in a big office with a big black tomcat on his lap. Yeah, right out of the freaking Twilight Zone. Then I told a mysterious gang at Newton creek in West Collingswood, this girl gang all wanted 2 do me. I was not into early age sex despite living in the sixties generation and most boys would have jumped at the chance. Don’t get me wrong, I totally love women, just was a late bloomer, as basically, Sarah had my mind messed up big time, and if my theory of DS/SC being one and the same KENT/SOUP kind of a deal, then wow did Donna have a nerve, hay baby, who the Mylanta screwed me all up 2 start with? Things do not just happen by themselves, there is no perpetual motion, unless U put it into play, and even then, the 4th dimension eventually neutralizes any power. The planets will stop spinning eventually, the stars will burn up and go out, and this is just reality son!!!!!!!! As my lyrics soon 2B all added 2 my website go, www.morianity-foundation.com, “I never said U have to really like it and I never said when losing all your chips U have 2 love it, but if U think U can run 2 the CCC, U know they’re gonna drown U in the sea, sea, sea”. U have no idea how the next months will B used 2 build on my website, sound bites, pix, music additions both new and old, and much more.
Death angels R constant, and so is persecution of all types, but less severe than last week so far. I took a nasty chopper over my residence after posting my previous web log up to the Blogger site and the Mysteries site, the DATFILE TEN. Datfile –IV is also RTPRF#14. All the way back 2 the Morianity Bible Blog Chapter 1, it is merely a negative datfile number, no matter which site a blog posts, or where it is ahead or behind the current day and time, this is the datfile #, such as the Blog #30 will B DATFILE #00000XIII. By having this, I can keep track in one file, not worrying about any linear order of blogs on any particular blogging sites, other than the fact that all datfiles on any site, will B always in some ascending Roman numeral order. FLYERS WIN WIN WIN WIN, DOW JONES UP UP UP UP. How long have I said this, well 2 your point of reference, over 2 years as a Blogger. I have said this on soapbox after soapbox for 20 years now, a murderer’s prison sentence of time, and will go on saying it forever and ever. Well, told U all after Friday’s 300 plus point drop, that it would go right back up, and the giant pussy attack is being used to do this, engineered obviously by the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. They R in charge of everything, however, they do not want 2 believe the truth that even they R inside or said perhaps a bit better, just and integral part of the upline thought of a girl by the name of Sarah Krassle. Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious called me a liar when I told him that his great eldest daughter SCYLLA as on the astral plane an eldest daughter IS a Scylla, but on the MW this name caught on 4 this mighty beauty queen, is indeed an upline girl. The Gods will not believe me so Y should those on the Mortal World, MW???????? END TRANSMISSION.
Google-Swis-World-Lab official web documentation. This transmitted message is being done by Mark Mohr under pen name of Michael Mountainpen. All blogging is copy written under these names, if these name R on these blogs. DATFILE 00000XI [eleven]. END TRANSMISSION.
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help me SAR-AH-ESS LORD-ESS NEECY STACEY. Well, I WON'T HOLD ME'
MOTHER FUCKING BREATH!
Dec
13,
2019 2:00 P.M. – Dec
20,
2019 1:00 P.M.
THE
PLOT JUST ENDLESSLY THICKENS,
OH
WELL, AT LEAST IT ISN'T CHICKENS.
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10:17
ANTE'
MERIDIAN
FRIDAY
MORNING
20
DECEMBER, 2019
FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG
AKA
12/20/2019
MOUNTAINPEN'S
LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:
FRIDAY,
DECEMBER 20, 2019
CURRENT
PHASE IS:
CRESCENT
2:7
N.M.
WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 WXC7 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6
WXG7 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 L.Q.
WNC1 WNC2
WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 WNC7 N.M.
I
awaken to roaches crawling all over me, and I have them on my dinner
plate while I try to eat. It is just not
possible to rid myself of these horrible mother fucking things,
and I know that this entire thing is one hundred percent DEMONIC
AND SATANIC! Thanks to lovely mother
fucking Patty Hollister, my entire life has been made an endless part
of Apollo-Lucifer, and his miserable wretched dogshit and oppression.
I'll never forget how this all began, now that I
HAVE CHOSEN TO REMEMBER IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Still, oh great electrician-Joe of MAFCO in Camden, NJUSAESMWG; this
was NAUT the only witch in my life, or were all three of them truly
one entity belonging to the Exploratronic Supermind Society? Yeah,
like there is really any question or doubt in my mind whatsoever as
to that answer, oh world? Cut me a fucking bwake, willya' Mizz Leo?
AS
LONG AS THESE MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFF COCK SUCKING BASTARD TRASH SCUM
HAVE ME TO PICK ON, AND FUCKING CUNT PERSECUTE; THE
DOW WILL ENDLESSLY KEEP FLYING FOREVER
AND EVER; UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP; AND I TOLD YOU THIS LOVELY
GIANT FUCKING GINA, AND I TOLD YOU ALL, EVERYONE ELSE, READING THESE
FUCKING ASS WORDS!! THE
PROPHET OF NOTHING IS GETTING FUCKING MASSACRED HERE,
COPYRIGHT
FUCKING OFFICE,
YO YO YO YO YO!!!! Lovely
great Mizz Jennifer Washburn, IPY this much: I am naut the only
fucking person or thing WHO CAN FLY. Actually, I speak of the DOW
JONES INDUSTRIAL AVERAGES,
so to me' knowledge, I AM. But don't go making the mistake that this
is some easy always ready-made feat. I
need to slowly get going, and it works great sometimes, and not
always so perfectly other times, and yes, like the psychics wonder
continuously as to their 'intermittent' abilities that don't always
operate so perfectly reliably; the same with me' flying. BUTTERCHEESE
and BUTT and but,
when I do get really going, IT
IS QUITE AMAZING TO WATCH,
and
now in this century, I do not do this anymore, as there is too much
private and business (non-government regulated) video surveillance
out there, and I have no wish at all to be dissected one dark night
after being kidnapped by the M2F and taken covertly to AREA-51, or
some other reasonable facsimile locale. Now am I hinting that other
hyperspace-me's have this ability, some of them, while others do not?
Well, no, I AM NAUT HINTING ABOUT ANYTHING, I'M FUCKING PROCLAIMING
IT, (FROM
THE PROVIDENCE AVENUE ROOFTOPS),
AND ANY OTHERS WITH OR WITHOUT ANY DAMN DOGS ON THEM, SIR KING
BLACKSNAKE OF ANY AND ALL NON SIR BERNER GENERATIONS!!!! Yes peeps,
the simple truth is that now in these new age times, everybody
everywhere has a camera-phone system right in their pocket and it
would naut be a strategic move on my part to try doing these things
any longer! Also I wish to add herein, that if any of the great
shining stars out there, that are less than a million miles away in
the illusion of MIND-DISTANCE; think
that I will be pulling a “Permission Barrier” any time in the
near future or at all for that matter; THINK AGAIN yo,
as this won't be happening nor will it become “A
HAPPENING”,
oh wonderful hallway wisdom man of all highways and streets on both
sides of a very great and lovely pond. I just wanted to clear up that
matter right here and right now, lovely
LOO!
I
HAVE BEEN ON A FUCKING MAJOR ROLL FOR NASTY ASS 'KLUTZ INCIDENTS',
all throughout this horrendous recent assault and elder abuse on me,
and yessir Sheriff, I now can say it legally as well as totally
officially, THIS IS ILLEGAL (ELDER
ABUSE)
as of and after the calendar date of December 4, 2019. This is when I
turne3d age 65 years, sir, two weeks ago, yo.
THE
WEATHER IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA:
DATE----------------TIME------------
TEMPERATURE:----
HEAT
INDEX FEELS LIKE TEMP:----
HUMIDITY:----
WINDS:----
PREDICTED
HIGH:----
SKY
CONDITIONS PRESENTLY:----
RAIN
CHANCES TODAY:----
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GREAT
FOLKS; I HAVE COME TO LEARN FROM A TRUSTWORTHY SOURCE, THAT
I
HAVE DIED AND GONE TO HELL,
ON AUGUST
15,
1986;
AND ALL OF YOU ARE SIMPLY
PROPS.
SHOULD ANY OF YOU ALSO FOLLOW MY PATH, YOU WILL SUDDENLY FIND
YOURSELF IN THE SAME SITUATION SOMEWHERE, AND WHETHER I AM THERE OR
NOT, EVERYONE ELSE BUT YOU WILL
NOW BE 'YOUR' PROPS.
THEY WON'T KNOW IT, BUT THEN, WITHOUT HAVING THE AWARENESS TO THE
WORLD BEING ROUND, YOU WOULD ALWAYS BELIEVE FOR TOTAL CERTAIN THAT
IT'S JUST AS FLAT AS IT ALWAYS APPEARS TO BE, FROM THE TIME YOU WERE
BORN UNTIL THE DAY THAT YOU FUCKING DIE! Before you laugh out loud to
hardily me' fiends and friends; think about a lot of shit in your own
personal life really hard, and
tell me just how REAL you really feel,
and then if you should come to the answer with real honesty, you may
of course contact
the mighty WAWV-FM, and their secret owner, Mizz Patty-Paula HHH, to
let her in on this too!!!!!!!!!!!!
'WO'
BILLY H!
Many things around me will be HACKED forever until I die which may be
NEVER since I've heard tell that HELL IS ENDLESS. Yes Mike Soft
SpellCHECKER, you're correct. HELL is ENDLESSNESS as well, same damn
diff!!!!!!!!! So yes, I
have come to learn from a trustworthy source,
that my browser intentionally disabled my e-mail and then shortly
following that, my photograph as well. I am going to call someone for
help, as these blogs are too important to just sit back and let my
mother fucking MILITUFORCE
ENEMIES
wreck them! Yes
world, we
all love
FIREFOX,
or most of us do,
and
count me in as one of those MOSTS.
Still, even Firefox as you know, GOT HACKED by these monstrous rotten
evil HALLS FAWCES. 'SOOOOOOOOOO' Mister Arthur Crane; “what's to
do”, to quote the Latengrate Actor, Mister Jack Klugman? I have
also come to learn that right after SIR NG-ADS and I spoke at the
gate of this NON-PATTY-HOLLISTER
BUILDING, AKA PUBLIC HOUSING
BUILDING OR PHB;
THE
M2F WAS TOLD TO RESTORE IT,
SO THAT IT COULD NO LONGER BE USED AS ADDITIONAL EVIDENCE BY
MOUNTAINPEN (ME) TO VERIFY ALL MY CLAIMS, AND HELP ME TO EVENTUALLY
VINDICATE MYSELF, AND MY WOES ALL TOGETHER, AND QUITE COMPLETELY, YO!
Now however the great HOLLISTER-FAWCES that the WFMU hatepage laughs
and mocks me for believing all of this, is pulling this off; it is
somehow done by paying off my BROWSER SERVICE to cancel my
PHOTOBUCKET, and here were go again, oh world. So why then am I so
wroooooooooooooong, when I say that just because I live in Fort
Pierce now and no longer reside in Jersey, that this is NAUT still
ongoing all around me. So please explain to me then, how I am so
wrong, and maybe I'll be a monkey's fucking uncle, eating my shirt,
while playing a Jew's Harp; and waiting for the fucking RED
SEA TO BE
PARTED, again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hey
'chill-mo' John Denver,
I
DO BELIEVE IN THE RED SEA.
HAHAHAHAHA
JANE
Sleazeweedsdisease,
ya' fucking cunt missed me this time, ya WB!
BUTTERCHEESE
and big ass butt and but, which bitch???????????????????
In
or out of 1984, Cinnaminson, or musical projects sent to the U. S. ©
Office, I will still say the following: How I adore one big
happy family, even if it is TOTALLY CURSED, AND I HAVE TO BE THE
GENERATIONAL chosen one, huh sir DUMA ARGON
of the MICK-CLOUDS?????????? So where is the great News
Media's slip-up Sir Dukra Akron?
MAYBE
IN RECENT FLORIDA, HUH N.R.A.???
TO ARCHIVE ALL ORIGINAL
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There
are lots of foundations that I am slowly fucking laying down and once
done, I will BLOW YOUR MIND way more than I ever blew poor Mister
Lennon's, so don't puke up a gasket if you're out there somewhere,
Sir Lenny dirtball McKinnon!!!! Yes
people; yesterday's MAJOR SKY
ASAULT was also doubled
up as a covert major HEALTH AND DEATH ATTACK FOR ME.
I began experiencing horrible stomach cramping early this morning
around two or so, and then in the early middle afternoon, I began
coughing and wheezing, and getting a general mother fucking
unpleasant feeling in my entire chest. Assaulting
A SICK DYING ELDERLY MAN BY THIS EVIL EMPIRE, IS TOTALLY BEYOND
UNCONSCIONABLE AND UNFATHOMABLE,
to say the vely vely least; huh old buddy Bob McDowell from 1972, at
the COOLEY FOOLEY HELL-HALL OF HELLishness, YESSIR, MISTER MIKE
SOFT!!!!!
Folks,
let me prove a simple point to you, even if that proof wouldn't be
considered good enough for court evidence. Sometimes we all know that
common sense supersedes even our fantastic LEGAL SYSTEM, huh Mister
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF??????? I have spent most of my adult
fucking lifetime now, since the middle eighties three and a half
decades ago, attempting to prove to all kinds of authority figures
and others too, all about my 'woe-wiz-me troubles' concerning what I
label and call, my diseased
wicked
evil
WOMO-MILITUFORCE-ENEMIES.
Since this all began in the 1980's, I tried and tried, but to no
avail whatsoever could I ever convince a single soul. I know
absolutely that this is all true, and yet I get laughed at and
endlessly ignored and thrown out of the offices of countless
authorities. Now here is how I can totally know that these enemies
are not only real and not in just my sicko imagination. It is they
who do believe it all possible, as it is THEY WHO ARE DOING THESE
THINGS TO ME, SUCH AS ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY, AND OTHER COVERT
OPERATIONS (COVE-OPS). They come from the spiritual plane of
existence, not their physical bodies mind you, but the REAL THEM,
underneath the facade and the bullshit of their so-called HUMAN
IDENTITIES. They believe me, and THEY are doing these things to me,
and no one else will believe it and no one else is doing it. To
anyone and everyone else anywhere, any time, this is all totally nuts
and whacked and sicko dogshit. This to me proves 100% that I am not
lying, making up anything, or just nuts and crazy as fucking shit on
a hot shingle! Simply put peeps; cogitate on this paragraph and then
tell me that you can dispute this fucking logic one tiny teeny wee
bit. DEATH ANGELS
are back on a heavy fucking roll AGAIN
peeps, and at 12:12 this afternoon,
December 20, 2019; Sir
Mortimer Mortino is passing by my
right side, and annoying me big fucking cunt ass time, yo me'
BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To quote from my days getting beat up at
the D.Q. Back in 1997, 'ALMOST' by the great lovely Admiral's
niece, who is very nice, at least to look at, huh H.C.; “THIS
IS WEEDEEKAWUSS, YO”!!!!!
Let's
examine this 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE' arch
enemy rival, that I have told the world has been on my case, and
using this ICPE-APE-TECH on and against me, for his own sicko
god-like monstrous evil agendas, since it all
began in 1984, while I was on my way to Atlantic City, to go to his
first New Jersey Casino, the TRUMP PLAZA. It
is all on my original 2006-2008 blogs (BOM).
I speak of none other than the future 45th
PRESIDENT, SIR DONALD
JOHN
TRUMP!!!!!!!!!!
Now let's explore this all a bit further, shall we folks? He
CHEATED LIFE by using this ICPE-APE-TECH, to hurt me, and make
things ALWAYS WORK OUT HIS WAY, via of Earthly magically considered
Parallel-Event. I used this in the
Atlantic City casinos myself, and HE DID NAUT LIKE THAT AT ALL. But
let us look at PATTERNS, since even the mighty legal system
(CJS) does indeed respect and allow this concept of
established-patterns, to be introduced into a law case when it can be
proven that doing so is pertinent, and totally honest and accurate.
In some cases, you cannot, and this is the legal mumbo jumbo of
numerous countless legislation's and endless statutes concerning what
legal professionals call “Prior-Bad-Acts”.
But let us assume that I am able to use this, so we can now move
onward and discuss TRUMP, and his evil
monstrous wicked behavior, serving only himself, and his wealthy
rotten evil powerful WORLD OWNER PALS and
the Christian asshole fools
who now seem to be, unfathomable as it may sound,his followers, but
then, even the BIBLE declares
that in the end times, masses of people
will believe a 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE' LIE,
and be absolutely deceived; and that only a tiny elect few of
the populous will remain sufficiently
enlightened so that they don't fall into this horrendous trap
and be eaten alive by trusting this WOLF IN
SHEEP'S CLOTHING; AKA DONALD J. TRUMP, NEAR FUTURE KING OF AMERICA,
and with or without park leaves or future promises and
claims!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So we are talking about
TRUMP being an established CHEATER with this ICPE-APE-TECH that he
has monstrously used on and against me for well over three solid
decades, totally ruining and wiping out my entire fucking adult life
completely and absolutely. So now we move this
up past 2015, and when this dirt bag prick threw his hat into the
ring for the PRESIDENCY OF THIS NATION. Now in the beginning
of all of this, HE CHEATED THE NATIONAL
ELECTION PROCESS USING NOT ONLY ICPE-APE-TECH ON POOR DEFENSELESS
CUZZ MARK, BUT ALSO WITH HIS SICK
PLANS INVOLVING RUSSIA. Now let us move this up another
four years to where he is running for REELECTION
IN THE 2020 RACE. Now we have his threat to pull aid from the
Ukraine government if they do NAUT investigate the one person that
TRUMP perceives as his biggest threat to his reelection, the
BIDEN KID, as if he can fuck up that family, then he can fuck up the
frontrunner Mister Biden, and win the 2020 election, and also
he is CHEATING as he did in 2016, BY
POURING ON THE RELENTLESS HARASSMENT AND TORTURE OF POOR LITTLE
DEFENSELESS DISTANT CUZZ MARK WAYNE
MOHR. So here we go again, all great fucking 1978 “NEW
KIDS IN TOWN”, HUH??? Patterns,
patterns, patterns. Give me a break everybody. Hey Margie Leo
from 1985; you too if ye pweeeeeeeeeeeeze! TANKS.
Do we all have to be Einstein to wake up and smell the stinky burning
coffee beans, for crying out fucking ass loud, yo?????????? As
I type this in and for the past five minutes, DOOR
SLAMMERS ARE MAKING ME NUTS RIGHT
OUTSIDE MY FUCKING DOOR, SHERIFF
MASCARA SIR; AND IT IS NOW HALF
PAST MOTHER FUCKING MIDNIGHT,
ME' KIND AWESOME SIR, AND THIS IS
ABSOLUTE FUCKING ELDER ABUSE, YO
YO YO YO!!!! Now up here on 20
December of 2019, finally,
the world is taking MORIANITY
seriously, but of course as usual, when it is practically too damn
latengrate LATE. Finally the great
wonderful awesome MSNBC and some others are calling it what it is,
and ALWAYS WAS, HAS BEEN, WILL BE, AND WILL
ETERNALLY BE, YO, and they have admitted that the great
AMERICA has drank the COOL AID, and that
the great LAMBRIGG CULT OF THE ASTRAL PLANE,
DOES INDEED HAVE AN EARTHLY PHYSICAL PLANE LEADER BY THE
NAME OF SHORTY DONALD MACINVONDI TRUMP,
45th
PRESIDENT OF THE GREAT UNITED STATES OF AMERICA! Thank you for
finally deciding to smell that horrendous fucking stench of those
burned out coffee beans and WAKE UP for crying
out loud. Still, it is for the most part a bit too late,
because getting rid of the KING OF THE LAMBRIGG CULT, still will
leave his 45% citizen followers, who will then just go onto finish
the job, and destroy America
forever!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is what happens when prophets are
endlessly ignored, and called JERSEY CRACKPOTS, oh wonderful sir from
Abbey Road and wonderful Russ Thaxton from Haddonfield on
thisssssssssss side of the great Queen's POND, AKA the Atlantic
Ocean!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HERE COMES THAT FUCKING
WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISION, YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!! GEE, I
really truly verily fucking cunt wonder WHY! If I'm such a Jersey
nobody fucked up insane crackpot who is setting off all of the POMO
RADAR SYSTEMS everywhere, then why does the damn ass MILITUFORCE
bother screwing with me and endlessly use peeps like me' rotten ass
family as well. Talk about ROSS THE FUCKING
BOSS FROM SUPERMAN 3, huh cool dude Sir Richard Pryor, yo?
It's not enough when they're on the very top, with the world handing
them endless glory and wealth, no sir. They still won't be damn
satisfied until Mark Mohr and his fucking cunt MORIANITY, has all
failed, and been doomed forever into the darkest regions of fucking
cunt eating DOGTOWN,
YO ME' BRAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I truly wish that those string of numbers was somehow magically
removed from the calendar; you know, 7-5-6-9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh WEHELLLL!
There
really needs to be a NEW AMENDMENT ADDED TO THE UNITED STATES
CONSTITUTION, AND I SAY THIS IS ALL FUCKING DEAD ASS SERIOUSNESS,
'EVWEEBWUDDY', YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!! There truly and
verily NEEDS TO BE a legal and constitutionally backed system to naut
just remove a criminal president, or any elected official gone
crooked and proven to be, but there also needs
to be a way to literally disband an entire PARTY, should a party come
to power who absolutely refuses in a blatant and obvious way, to
place the good of America over the GOOD OF THEIR ROTTEN ASS PARTY,
and we all know I am speaking about the 21st century
REPUBLICAN PARTY. Bad as shit was under BUSH and REAGAN, and worse
even under NIXON; the party itself WAS NOT OBVIOUSLY BLATANTLY
TOTALLY FUCKING CORRUPT, as it is now, and many people all over this
fucking ass globe know that I SPEAK ONLY 100% THE TRUTH HERE, and if
this doesn't eventually happen constitutionally, along
with an absolute irreversible law of TERM LIMITS that prevents total
power happy rotten crooked billionaires-in-their-pocket trash up on
Crapitol-Hell, such as 'Bitch Prickonnel', and many others;
from literally merging with the wealthy owners of this land AKA the
Billionaires-Club, talked about so often by wonderful marvelous
awesome sensational Senator Sanders; if this does not come to pass in
short order, say around the year of 2040 or so, this nation has
totally fucking bought the cunt lapping farm. It will transfer from a
once great
and now failed experiment in 'FREEDOM FOR ALL', with
everyone equally under and before the laws of the land, into a
WEALTHY-OWNED MONARCHY,
with all of us little peon-surf groupation under all these MISTER
DONNA' SUMMER BIG SHOTS' WO (WORLD-OWNERS) which is where
we get the abbreviation in my Morianity of WOMO,
for a total abbreviated word-groupation of (WORLD
OWNER MILITUFORCE
OTAMMITES)!!!!! If
these things presently were a part of some irremovable new
constitutional amendment, all this fucking GUN
VILENCE SHIT would just about STOP,
as the billionaire GUN LOBBY
wouldn't be able to buy the LIFER
GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS such as ol' Bitch
M.
Oh
yes, I hate getting into fucking current events, as this ain't a
fucking CURRENT-EVENTS-BLOG by any stretch of the mind.
BUTTTTTTTTTT folks, cut me a Margie Leo brake
in both 1985, as well as up here in almost the year of the COMMON-ERA
2020! The mighty future King
Trump in many parallel worlds, just
today, Wednesday, November 13th,
said today when asked by reporters, what he thought of the
Impeachment Proceedings that took place today, and “here is what
the man said”, to quote that great old hit song, yo. As always, he
says it is all a “witch-hunt and a
hoax, made up by us crazy delusional fucking democrats, and
then he went onto say, and please people all
over the world, don't be fucking dense, start seeing through shit as
we are not in the fourth fucking grade, yo.
He said, “It
shouldn't BE ALLOWED”, meaning
the Impeachment Proceedings. Now we all know already that
if this god-like king had his way, the first amendment of FREE SPEECH
as well as the FREE PRESS, or (Don-Jon Trump's despised fucking
MEDIA), 'WOULD BE GONE', or to
say it like that awesome fucking sportscaster, the Latengrate Mister
Harry Callas, from a while back during all exciting baseball games
everywhere; they'd be like fantastically hit baseballs, you know,
“ADAHEEEEEEEERE”!!!!
Oh
yes good folks out here, no more FREE SPEECH, and
right away we all know that would mean two powerhouse things, with or
without the great all-knower, Mizz
P.H.H. Hollister, right? No more 'BOM' (Blogs Of
Mountainpen), and then WOW, I am sure if he
could get that accomplished, he would anti-grandfather in a law that
would GO AFTER ANYONE LIKE ME WHO ALREADY HAS SPOKEN AGAINST HIM, AND
OUT OF TURN. Remind anyone out here of
not all that fucking cunt long ago in ALMIGHTY NAZI,
GERMANY, EARTH, SOL, MWG????????
It sure makes me realize just how fragile MY
FREEDOMS TRULY ARE, and for that matter, how fragile what is
fucking ass left of the united States of America really is. If you
allow your mind to wonder and wander even slightly late at night in
the silence of a darkened room, you'd break out into a mother fucking
cold ass sweat real damn ass quickly, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, so tell
me Sheriff Ken Mascara sir, IS THIS REALLY THE NATION THAT YOU WISH
TO HELP BRING ABOUT? If anyone told me back as a fucking boy that all
of this was going to happen to me, with or without any THAT'S
THE WAY IT GOES 1969 SONGS, I'da thought
you were totally off your mother fucking nut at light speed
squared!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And now, yo, it is all right
around all of us, and on fucking top of that, no one is even aware of
it, huh 'games on starships' realizing great Ensign
Wesley Crusher? Don't tell me about how the MILITUFORCE
cannot do TELLOSIAN FUCKING MIND CONTROL, 343434343434, as I
know totally and fully fucking differently about
thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!! “It
shouldn't BE ALLOWED” and you
know it, what shitn't be allowed is Shitizens United, you, and your
hate spewing rotten white-power kingly concepts, naut in this great
free democracy AMERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “It shouldn't BE ALLOWED”
“It shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It
shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It shouldn't
BE ALLOWED”!!!!
This entire mess
was my fault and the fault of a wild machine called “KEYBOARDS
FROM PETAHELL” as
without all of this Bruce Alan Pennock crap, none of this shit would
be happening right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No
Doctor
fucking Farmers Insurance Skota
sir, I
AM MOST CERTAINLY NAUT EXPERIENCING DELUSIONS OF GRANDEUR, AND
IPYT!!!!!!!!!! I
wish to the fucking Astral Plane GODS
and GODDESSES
that none of this had ever taken place, but it did, yo. I believe in
accepting fucking reality, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
People,
only HUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE
amounts of TELLOSIAN-MIND-CONTROL
(TMC), could hope to begin explaining how we can have so many
nut case radical redneck stupid ass LOYAL
TRUMP LOVERS AND FOLLOWERS out here in this nation, who
would sell their possessions and youngest daughter to him, for the
privilege of allowing them to KISS HIS MOTHER FUCKING DIRTY CROOKED
ASS!Nothing short of saying that to me, THIS IS ABSOLUTE FUCKING
VERIFIED PROOF BEYOND ANY SHADOW OF ANY DOUBT, that TMC IS REAL, that
TMC IS BEING USED AND APPLIED TO U.S. CITIZENS ON A TARGETED AGENDA
BASIS VIA COVE BFA'S, and that TMC is by far MORE DEADLY AND
DANGEROUS THAN AN ARSENOL OF THE HUGEST NUKE BOMBS EVER STOCKPILED,
AND THEN MULTIPLIED BY A MILLION!!!!!!!! Again, TMC is not an
abbreviation of Turner Classic Movies, but rather a much more fucking
cosmologically important and urgent TELLOSIAN MIND
CONTROL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But this still brings me to one really
monster ass fucking cunt HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE Archibald
Bunkerqueens PERNT, which is THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! I
feel I know the bigger of two reasons YYYYYYYYYYYYY this NOW ONGOING
2-DAY DEATH SIEGE is surrounding my mother fucking pitiful whittle
proximity, Lads, Lassies, Lab-dogs, and Lab-Techs, and any and all
other great 'AATS' or 'non-AATS' Blogaudians, yo
yo yo yo yo yo BRO!!!!!!!!!! Certain things out here in this
cosmos are absolutely forbidden things to tell and or talk about with
new people or anybody for that matter. Despite the fact that I may
blog about these topics, the truth is that not that many new peeps
read this blog, and so all of the shit that the MILITUFORCE does NAUT
want spoken out about, don't fall on NEW EARDRUMS. Right before all
hell broke loose on Tuesday, I told my PCP doctor something, and then
POW! We got on the topic of my mysterious glandular condition, and
the night of June the 4th
in 1983. Whenever I discuss this, somehow
the M2F knows it and immediately begin persecuting me,
and sure enough the mother fucking second that I left the office of
Dock JAR, POWerhouse-POW, yessir, mike Soft, this does apply this
time, and yes, so does THISSSSSSSSSS, Mizz Erica 1983 SNAKES of the
“AMC” SOAP-SHOW!
So
I left the office of DOCTOR 'JAR' as I jokingly call him, not to his
face mind you; and WHAM, the AERIAL DEATH SIEGE CAME ONTO ME LIKE A
HUNGRY FUCKING BALD EAGLE FINDING A NICE MOLE ON THE GROUND TO FEAST
UPON, POW-POW-POW!!! Private planes were dive bombing me, and the
CHEMTRAILS BEGAN GROWING LARGER AND CLOSER, AND BEGAN SWOOPING DOWN
ON ME, A MILITUFORCE INTIMIDATION TRICK WHERE THE OPTICAL ILLUSION
FROM A GROUND FUCKING VIEW MAKES IT APPEAR AS IF THEY ARE JUST ABOUT
TO COME DOWNAND GRAB ME AND SWOOP ME UP AND DESTROY ME IN A NUCLEAR
FUCKING HOLOCAUST, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I came out of the
Publix Grocery Store which was my second of three errand places that
I went back on early Tuesday afternoon it was CHEMTRAIL FUCKING
CITY!!!!!!!!! The loud buzzing private aircraft's were also still on
me like cunt huffing ANGRY BLACK AND GREE FLIES ON A HOT JULY GARBAGE
TRUCK OVERFLOWING WITH NASTY-ASS SHIT! The loud buzzing planes and
general aerial assault went on way past midnight on Wednesday fucking
morning, and then when I got up, I was sickened by these poisonous
trails, and then came an entire day of MAJOR FUCKING ENEMY M2F NABES
FROM HELL-DOGTOWN ON FYUCJKING CUNT STEROIDS, YO SHERIFF K.J.
MASCARA, KIND SIR, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, AND THIS IS 2 MASJOR
STRAIGHT DAYS OF A DEATH ASSAULT ON AN ELDERLY PITIFUL HELPLESS
VICTIM HERE IN YOUR COUNTY OF SAINT LUCIE, FLORIDA, USAESMWG, SIR,
YO!!!!!! I AM DECLARING A MAJOR FUCKING CUNT
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Wednesday
was mostly cloudy and windy here in good old fucking FORT PIERCE,
FLORIDA, USAESMWG, YO! That was a nice change from the normal hot
weather that usually runs through most of this eleventh month of
November, the 'tricky month', to hear lovely
Monique tell it, on that great 2009
movie that the wonderful and talented Mizz Mariah Carey did
with her pals from the sugar hills, and without any help whatsoever
from any tweeting robins of the 3410's!!!!!!! Now we remember,
1802+505+1102=3,410. So why is that a big deal? Well, “Normal
people”, to quote Sir Grant
O'Neil as a teenager;
would say it couldn't be very important, and that this entire thing
is merely a psychological delusion. Only the mother fucking damn
MILITUFORCE does NAUT agree with Sir G. O'Neil, or else, why then
every goddamn fucking time that I mention my weird on steroids night
in Atco on the 4th of June in 1983, does ALL DOGDOWN
(HELL) BREAK CUNT HUFFING LOOSE FOR ME????????!!!!!!!!! Let us
explore this in a wee bit more depth here, shall we peeps of the
AATS? First off lovely Mizz MO, I know for a fact now that the
mathematical odds of my daughter not being miraculously
interconnected and intertwined in all of this shit from Atco and 1983
are approximately thirty four and a half million to one. I won't even
attempt to bore anyone with pages and pages of long ass stats and
graphs and etcetera etcetera dogshit here, so take me at me' word yo,
and TANKS! The M2F did all of this, and so the last thing on this
planet that these diseased non-Lex Luther maniacs want is for me to
ever totally publicly prove that both my kid and I suffer from
medical conditions that even further verify all of my claims on a
whole damn lot more shit than just genealogically related crapola, yo
BRR! THAT is YYYYYYYYYY this entire matter is ABSOLUTELY CLASSIFIED
ON PAIN OF DEATH, and more than just this, it could literally prove
all the shit that the AATS people are also looking to prove, merely
showing things to be somewhat different in full concept from their
antiquated ideas that all things pertain to the physical plane if
they happen here in this natural world order. This, simply put, ain't
fucking so. Still, many things would be proven, and a whole damn lot
of heads WOULD TOTALLY MOTHER FUCKING ROLL should that ever be
'permitted' to happen, on or off great Woody Guthrie Islands up in
New York, BRO!!!!!
Cut
me a break here, Marge Leo, yo!
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That
night, watching those Star Trek
shows, while living at 112 Harvard
Avenue, Somerdale, New Jersey, USA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy, in
1996, in the autumn on the 30th
Anniversary of their TELEVISION SHOW PRODUCTION LAUNCH;
memories flooded in that I could not handle,
leading to the wild dreams the following year of the Publishing
Clearinghouse's PCN-231
PRIZE-PATROL truck
with that co-ed named K. J. McAllister, who won that January of 1997;
and then the wild song that led to the 2012 production and 2013
Copyright of ''Wanna' Spend My Time'', the fence at Eden's great
garden, and a lot more. This is when I was looking nearby the
television set, little as it may have been Mizz Britney Lavino, and
Mister Stanley Crooked Bernstein; and as that great voted-number-1
episode of STAR TREK was airing, suddenly a voice kept saying while I
was staring off of the TV set and onto my venetian blinds, “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle”. All of these things are on my earlier
parts of this now freaking ass ten year blog project that we all know
as 'MORIANITY', YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Later on, we can get to how the
venetian blinds, the episode on the show
called, ''THE TROUBLE WITH TRIBBLES'',
and a bit more, all brought me parsecs ahead of where I would have
been ''spiritually'', if these events were not all LAWTRONICALLY
PROGRAMMED to happen, and so, they did, Mister Pharaoh of all
babbling's, on and on and on; AKA Babylon,
for shorter and abridged sayings, and codings, of all wild strange
rhyming rhythms, in all parallel universes everywhere in the
multiversal hyperspace, AKA the fifth dimension, Mizz Marilyn McCoo,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But here are some brand new thoughts that
are flooding in to all of thissssssssssssssssssssss, lovely Mizz
Erica Kane from AMC soap show! I absolutely
know and remember hearing that the mother fucking Impeachment Vote
was cast, DAYS BEFORE having to live through this all over again, and
I remember hearing how it went right down fucking party lines, and
then poof, I am some how catapulted into a parallel and localized
hyperspace reality, where it was not 100% down party lines this time,
close, butTERCHEESE and BUT, not
totally 100%. I remember Harry Callas dying twice, I
remember my GAWNUM math calculations being different, and I can go on
and on and on here; all the damn way to a fucking extremely
magical location on the WHITE HORSE PIKE, IN EGG HARBOR CITY,
NJUSAESMWG, at a small grocery store called the INCOLLINGO
STORE, and where I had purchased some
cupcakes and this has been told over and over, and this is
beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on
quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive
me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO!
Now
I admit that Thursday, a couple hours after that horrible shit in
Cali, the markets went down for the day, and for all I know they were
down and came up; but I don't know, and so I won't say. That is just
fair, and I am fair, and play by the rules of fair, as otherwise; who
would I ever be, to talk about those who don't, for crissake? But the
very next day after a big drop, all the losses were made up,
+++PLUS+++ nearly another hundred points of profit were gained. Now
AGAIN, we have a stock market that is responding +++POSITIVELY+++ to
terrorism, and that makes me more nervous than any fucking terrorist
ever could, with all their dam weapons and horror.
I said after the attack a couple of weeks back, in Paris France, the
very same thing. WHY IS THE DOW JONES RACING UP A THOUSAND POINTS
AFTER TERRORISM, it is not normal, it goes against 150 years of
trading history, and it PROVES to anyone not totally fucking
brain-dead, that something is going on here, and it ain't fuckign
good one little tiny ass bit, YO. It seems that WALL STREET, by its
very own trading behavior, is responding favorably to terrorism. If
you can argue back with me on this, then do it. Comment, you
buttwipes, but if you choose not to, then I am going to assume that
you agree or you are major major Milituforce Enemies to Mountainpen
and Morianity. The ONLY THING THAT RATIONALLY EXPLAINS WHAT IS
HAPPENING NOW AFTER TWO HORRENDOUS TERROR ATTACKS FOLLOWED BY SUPER
BULL MOVING STOCKS ON FUCKING WALL STREET, is that I AM RIGHT, and
that this has nothing at all to do with national, or global events;
or anything that used to apply, in some real world of my NON-HELL,
ever since 15 August of 1986; when my life turned a major and
inconceivable Pat
Robertson Hurricane Talker Cornerstone
or
for short, a (PRHTC)
and
that these moves on Wall Street are NOTHING other than what I,
Mountainpen, have claimed for a solid ten years on these blogs;
United
States Attorney General;
a technology that is
super black covert hushed up majestic level top secret classified,
ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY,
is indeed being used
on poor Mark Wayne Mohr,
and has been for 30 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.
You
can laugh at me now, and think you will all escape this shit. And
folks, you are wet in the head, and a lot of you will be targeted or
someone who you know and love will be targeted.
Whoever thought in a million fuckiGN years, that we would have mass
shootings more than once per day? But 2015 came in, and we are not
moving towards it, but are long into it; and
it is indeed more than one per day, by the definition on a mass
shooting,
and
all of this information is Google-available, so click on folks. Don't
ever take me at my word when you don't have to. The problem here is
that you have to, when
it comes to this ICPE-APE deal.
So all I beg of you, is to honor my name by not cursing me out, when
all this fuckiGN shit comes to fruition, within a decade or less; and
your
lives are turned into a mother fuckiGN hot ass living hell nightmare,
that you'll find absolutely no recourse for, or any possible fuckiGN
escape from. The fucking dirt bag Milituforce
just struck me with a WORD-DISAPPEARING-HACK at 10:34 Post Meridian.
This is back again, Federal
Bureau of Investigation,
meaning that things
are real fuckiGN bad and only going to get worse.
I too have learned through these three decades of total fuckiGN hell,
kind FBI; to do profiling, statistical analysis, and much more.
You
guys and gals ain't the only one who the good fucking Lord handed out
brains to, YO!!!!!!! My best to Agent Steve Caruso, of Austin, Texas,
USA, BRO!
IS
THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
IS
THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
IS
THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
©
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
MARK WAYNE MOHR
2016,
DAY
ING AT :,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
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RANGE TODAY------(H-/L-).
WIND
IS AT , WITH GUSTING TO .
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS %, FEELING LIKE .
MOUSE-JUMP-HACK
IS ALSO HUUUUGE, FBI!!!
MEGAHELL
ON
STEROIDS,
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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